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UG CENSUS 2024.

Uganda Bureau of Statistics (UBOS) Enumerator: Hello, I’m from the Uganda Bureau of Statistics. I’ve come to count you. Resident: I live alone. UBOS Enumerator: Ah. Okay… so one. Resident: One what? UBOS Enumerator: I’ve counted you. You are one. Resident: I guess. UBOS Enumerator: I don’t mean to disturb you, but do you have…

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Know You – LADIPOE ft. Simi

On first listen, this sounds like a song about two potential lovers concerned about letting their guard down, but I did literature and know that nothing is ever as it seems. Let’s take a closer look. The first lines go thus, “It’s the shock, Withdrawals from toxin.” It’s clear here that the artiste is talking…

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The Cough Chronicles | Part 1

I’ve had a cough for a while. Given the amount of time it’s been with me, it should either start paying rent or, at the very least, we should strongly consider slapping our names on it and enrolling it in school. Before writing this, there was nothing to suggest that the silly thing had plans…

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A missed call

The screen lights up. The number on the phone’s display, unrecognisable. He lets it keep ringing, thinking about how often he’s regretted taking calls from unknown numbers. His “Who is this?” countered by, “Who are you also?”. The mere recollection makes him kiss his teeth.

My first (and only?) foot scrub

Time check: 4-ish “I am here for the ‘full’ treatment,” I declare after dousing my hand in sanitiser and walking over to the reception. At this point, I don’t know what that entails and I’m pretty sure I sound like Bane because of the mask. The lady behind the counter has been waiting her whole…

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The COVID Files; Day 10

I got tested today. I thought I’d got the hang of the whole nose swab thing, but the person picking the sample was out prove me wrong. We’ve gone back to the method that calls for the collector to stick the swab so far in, you run the risk of having your eye dislodged in…

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