Forget sensory examination with the aim of becoming connoiseurs, ours is just an excuse to booze up and a good one too. I mean the intricacies of wine tasting are just too much so we toned it down alot so we could just have fun.

Here is How

Ideal:
Pour a glass of wine into a suitable wine glass. Then take a good look at the wine. What color is it? Look beyond red, white or blush. If it's a red wine is the color maroon, purple, ruby, garnet, red or even brownish. If it's a white wine is it clear, straw-like, golden, light green, pale yellow or brown in appearance?

Pour the wine into a suitable glass is it red or white???

Ideal:
Our sense of smell is critical in properly analyzing a glass of wine. To get a good impression of your wine's aroma, gently swirl your glass (this will enhance the wine's natural aromas) and then take a quick whiff to gain a first impression.
Still Smelling. Now stick your nose down into the glass and take a deep inhale through your nose. What are your second impressions? Do you smell oak, berry, flowers, vanilla or citrus?

smell, now do u detect the alcohol? Thats good.

Ideal:
Taste Finally, take a taste. Start with a small sip and let it roll around your tongue. There are three stages of taste.

Three whole stages, how much tasting can one do.....

I have not been my usual ebullient self lately, And every morning I have the same ritual. I sit at my dresser and tell myself I will be alright then I smile because I dont believe a word I say.

But yesterday a funny thing happened, I believed me when I said I will be alright. My faith was restored just like that and I did something even more foreign to me. I prayed! Yes I prayed, and not that selfish demanding prayer when Im in a rut. I was grateful that I believed in me again, that I recognised that girl in the mirror. I wonder where she has been these past weeks.

Someone very dear to me has an extremely complicated life and in conversation, I told him he needs therapy. He says he doesnt need therapy, what he needs is Will Power. To make the decisions he has to make and not worry about the consequences. It got me wondering, Is is sometimes necessary not to be overly cautious because it sometimes stunts your progress? Risky business this life here.

I met this guy srecently who has dreadlocks and the courage to wear a red shirt with white polka dots. Of course his sexuality was a constant debate. But I found him to be rather sexy as he teamed this shirt with a black fitting jacket and a a gorgeous butt in tight jeans.

But then it started the argument among my friends about colours that are considered feminine and masculine. This guy was immediately labelled "gay" because he fancied polka dots which are apparently exclusive to women. Yet he carried it off with a swagger of a straight man and I strongly admired him, because he looked all suave in polka dots. And lately I have see alot of guys in pink shirts so I guess all color boundaries are being crossed right?

Women have forever worn dark colours in all sorts of prints that would normally be considered male, like say pin stripes. So why do people find it so wrong for guys to wear polks dots or floral patterns?

Most people let out this silent one in a crowd knowing well that it will be hard to pin the villain. Now thats sooo wrong, inconsiderate and down rght punishable. So apparently the polite thing to do is excuse urself to the ladies, and last weekend at this pub, someone did do the right thing. She was safely tucked behind the toilet doors when she let out a not so quiet one. Unfortunatelythe people outside of the toilet door still found it criminal. So really when can I fart other than in the comfort of my bed at night?

In my Last post I mentioned that Im going to start dating again. be careful what you say coz you dont know when it will come back to bite you in the ass. I was only half serious about this seeing that this dating thing takes alot more than just saying "Im going to date". Well as fate would have it, I met a really Nice guy this weekend. strange, very strange I tell ya.

he had a thick Brit Accent, and we all know how hard that is to forge so I assumed it was real. Anyway on turning around to meet this guy I was being introduced to, I realize he is Ethiopian looking or so I thought. Turns out he is Eritrean (big difference apparently), didnt want to go into it. He was totally my type and even though I do not consider myself racist, his ethinicity bothered me a little.

So we hit it off, he was intelligent, fun and the calmest guy in times of crises. So here we are chilling trying to probe into eachothers lives when a guy I recognised came along. Tall dark Handsome Acholi man who used to own a restaurant I frequented. I introduce them and Acholi guys sets off only to return 5 mins later with something obviously on his mind.

"hey can i borrow her for a sec", he says to Eritrean fella

So off to a quieter corner we go.

Now Acholi dude was miffed that I was hanging out with this guy who seemed like an unlike choice of boyfriend. He naturally assumed of course that we were dating, I guess the chemistry was thick and heavy.

"what are you doing with this guy, sincerely where are you taking him?"

shocked, I decided not to respond. Turned around and attempted to walk away when I heard him say, "I dont know whats wrong with you Acholi gals, you think you are too good for us and only want jungus"

Granted the skinny tall Acholi gal and old muzungu man is a common sight, I hardly fitted the stereotype. I dont date guys from my tribe only because it just seems so incestrous (I dont expect u to understand that).

So to prevent myself from causing a scene by wacking this dude, I went back to my new found pal and told him he might be getting hate mail soon. He wasnt suprised at all and we managed to salvage the rest of the night by extending the party for another 24 hours.

We are going to the Oscars. Aftera series of embarassing acts like Loketo Lee's finally something to be extremely proud of. This amazing documentary that I havent watched yet was nominated for best documentary feature. Im sure its action packed with bwola dance and larakaraka so watch it people because its from G-town.

The strangest choice for a drink goes to: Guy from rock night who drinks Evervess. They still manufacture that?

Strangest foot wear ever: Who has seen those ganja leaf shaped sandles that people in the ghetto republic are adorning.