Thursday, December 28, 2006


I'm late but technically it's still Christmas...despite all the soca switching and so on.

So Merry christams to all my readers (I think it's 8 of you now...LOL) and take a Happy New Year one time...cause I doubt I'll be around before then!

Take care and be safe on the roads.

Afro Chic.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006


Even though I don't post about family here, I had to dedicate a blog post to my adopted little bro who is officially launching his (well him and two others) T shirt line.

He's real hype about it and I'm kinda proud of him (don't tell him that though cause word on the street is that I don't. LOL.) cause he's doing what he enjoys and that's being creative.
So check it out...I'll be coasting some his tees all over. (I'm actually the 'model'...for want of a better word...on his myspace page right now.)

P.S. He's not my adopted brother...we just tell him that.
We actually found him on the Beetham and he was cute then so we kept him. LOL.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Yuh know is Christmas when...

Yuh see sorrel selling on the highway...

Dey light up de Promenade...

It have people in tong like rain...

Dey block off Charlotte Street so yuh could shop...

Jimmy Aboud pack wid people buying up curtain...

Orchard Sorrel hit de shelves in de grocery...
De malls open on a Sunday...

I was in my first accident yesterday.

Three months and five days after I became a driver.
So yesterday (my last day of vacay) I'm at home minding my own business scratching my ass when I get a call from the Mother.She has to go meet the Father at work for them to go up to the airport to pick up her brother (the Uncle), but she took two tablets and was feeling drowsy and my Brother couldn't drop her, so could I please come and drop her to meet the Father.
Me: Sure. No scene.
*scrambles to put on clothes, jumps in a taxi to go down the hill, jumps in a taxi on the main road to go into town, reach in town, jumps in a taxi to reach by the Mother*

So driving around the Savannah around 3:00pm to go over the Lady Young, when I reach by the St. Ann's Roundabout.

*dramatic music*

I'm on the right side of the road and a white pick up truck on my left.

It have room for both of us to pass to go along the roundabout, but I still letting him go cause he was moving like he in a hurry.

Mummy: Watch this man here.
Me: *slows car to a crawl*
Mummy again: Watch this man here.
Me: *car almost at a stop*

Same time padnah eh slow he roll yet, I mash a brakes, and in slow motion (things like this always happend to me in slow was the same with Machel concert when the platform collapse) slow motion I see the man grind up on my left fender like he tiefing a wine and pull away the left side of my bumper.

And he eh stop.

At least not at first.

I blew the horn then and his vehicle came to a stop just before the Hilton walkway thereabouts.

At this point, the Mother vex cause de man eh stop...

We come out of the vehicle, survey the damage. The light was unbroken but the bumper was falling off.

Den Mother get vex cause de man smelling high of alco. I had tuh tell her tuh calm down cause she wasn't feeling well.

Long story short:

We get the man info: name, contact info, insurance company, policy number, DP number. And gave him ours in return.
During all of this while I taking the info, Mother and the other four or five fellas who was in the truck (it was a WASA truck) help us to remove the bumper cause it wasn't coming off fuh nuttin.

De bumper couldn't fit into the car, so de WASA fellas (who was REAL helpful) end up putting de bumper in the back of their truck and following us up to my home tuh drop it off.

Went up in the airport, pick up the Uncle (spent 1/2 hour, yes 1/2 hour! in the airport carpark waiting to leave!), went to the St. Clair police station who then directed us to the Belmont Station (after the Botanical Gardens yuh make yuh report in Belmont), gave a report.
The Officer who took my report was really nice (cute too). Office Seemungal.
Went home tired no ass.
And that's my story.
Did I mention I was driving the Father's car?He went to the Insurace Company this morning and everything was cool. Just that he might have to wait for the other party's insurance company to fix the car instead of his.

I'm safe and sound...and yes I drove after the accident, plus I drove again today.
Yuh know what they say about falling off yuh bicycle...