Vanity

Not even gonna say anything.
Nah actually I am, a Nigerian named Chidi Ogbuta has a wedding cake in her exact likeness...wow! 10 Points for Originality but 20 Points for Wierdness..Imagine having a piece of ear at the reception dinner. Or a toe and champagne. C'mon now. William better not see it, or else he'll do it in his wedding, Afro and all!

Radio Show

Very soon me and Vishal will be hosting a Hip-Hop show on Utopia FM. Along with a guy called Rob, we will join Rob Davies on 'Urban Legends' a daily Hip Hop Show. And my Radio name is 'Mack Daddy Julez'...seriously!! Speaking of Radio, I had a good radio interview with Rotimi Kuforiji..it should be available on podcast soon. It's basically about me talking about my life in relation to songs. I talk about my poetry and love of hip-hop. Anyway the four songs I chose that define my life were

Mos Def- Sex Love and Money (The Party Life)
Common- The People (Normal life, Interpersonal relationhips, Affecting others)
Kanye West- Heard Em' Say (Troubles, Challenges and Problems)
Jay-Z- Anything [sampling Oliver! not Kingdom Come song] (Total Life, Highs and Lows, Moving beyond present barriers)

Look out for more to come from Julian!

Julian-1 Murphy-2

Been working very very hard lately, group projects to be done. Murphy has been on my back. We had to produce a newsletter for a school, and we had to do it on a program known as Adobe InDesign. Well the program is only on the school computers, and worse still, only on the Apple MACs (with their annoyin disability to right click) and the program costs like 500 dollars so..eh buying it was way out of the question. Which meant that students had to come all the way to Uni to work on their projects.
Well this boy here wasn't having non of that, Apple was not going to ruin his life, No Sir. Trusting good old Bill Gates (he gives money to Africa, does Steve Jobs?? huh..Steve, haven't seen you on Vanity Fair cover)..I decided to forget about inDesign, i was going to use trusty old Microsoft (I love that name Microsoft...it's small and it's soft...Microsoft...) I used Microsoft Publisher..tried and tested.
On Monday we decided to meet up to see our progress, we met up and they were expecting to see some grand design from me, I was like people: "You haven't given me any words, I cannot conjure up a newsletter like that"...anyway, by the next day, I Publishered the work and it was looking sweet. Sweet as can be.
Went to Uni to print it out..guess what, the computers didn't have Publisher (how stupid)...so we decided to convert it to PDF..did that, but the file started tripping and closing randomly. Man, we went around university campuses (how come th plural of locus is loci, but campus is not campi)..lookin for an A3 printer..basically our 'great' uni has one A3 printer connected to an Apple computer that does not have Microsoft Publisher...Wow!!
Anyway, my group mates were despairing, because we had been strongly advised to use InDesign, we feared we might be reprimanded for using Publisher. Group mates considered confessing our sins, but anyone who knows Julian, knows that I never back down, I never accept defeat until it's spelt out, even when it's obvious, I still doubt. I insisted that we could work it out. So off I went to the technician, and asked him if we could print out a PDF file on A3...he said it would be difficult, but he could try...and try he did. Voila....our newsletter was done! and we got a darn good grade for it too.
I had defeated Mr. Murphy..but he was not done. Oh No! I bought stamps to post my passport pics home, went shopping, and I think somewhere the stamps fell out. How pissed was I when I felt my pocket only to reveal cotton....but Murphy will be defeated soon...very soon!

Some funny stuff!

New Year, New Julez

Yes Yes Yes, Guess who's back in the town, Me. I just spent Christmas over at my cousins in London, spent most of it: waking up at midday, eating chocolate, turkey,chicken, and beating Christopher in PS2 boxing...till my thumb couldn't move. Christmas was lovely. New Years Eve wasn't!
Mos Def William was over in London and we were supposed to meet up at the London Eye to watch the great fireworks. Well lets just say I've never seen so many people in my life, the streets of London were packed with people walking in different directions, mostly going toward Big Ben or The Eye. I was on the tube, hoping to connect and meet up my friends, only for the driver to announce that the following stations were closed due to overcrowding. Dammit!! Damn you Murphy, Damn You!! So I get out, it's about 23:30, I start walking towards the Eye, thinking I'll just stroll through, Oh how wrong was I, all of a sudden I was met with a sea of a thousand heads, English, American, French, Nigerian, Japanese, all of the world had gathered in different parts of central London to welcome the New Year. But I don't wanna see a darn clock, I wanna see fireworks!! There I am, unable to move any further, it's 23:50 now..I am by Big Ben, If I attempt to go toward the eye, I'll be welcoming the New Year while walking down a lonely street.
I had to concede, I texted William, told him I couldn't make it. I brought up my weary head and watched as the Hand struck twelve. Goodbye 2007, Hello 2008. The crowd were jubilant, champagne and beer were sprayed. Children and infants were in the crowd, they got their first taste of alcohol.
As expected the police presence was heavy, but fights erupted. Crowd + Alcohol = Fighting.
The fireworks started, I could only hear sounds and see a bit of light. I brought out 'Sophie' (my camera, I changed her name, since 'Shaniqua' was too 'ethnic') and took a few shots of Big Ben.
After that disappointment, I walked back to Victoria to get a bus back home, long story short, I waited for 2 hours to get a bus. Finally got home at 4.00am.

That was my New Year. The next day I met Mos Def and his friends and we went to an Italian restaurant, after much debate whether to go Italian or Indian...see the two restaurants were side by side, and we stood outside, debating if Rajeev or Antonio had better food. We settled for Antonio, and it was Goooood!! Run by real Italians, not British counterfeits (and they had accents!!..lol) anyway the food was great, my starter was a bunch of small dead fishes....I'll post the pics when I get my hands on it.

And here I am, back in the North East, back in cold Sun-derland. My laptop cord is acting up, have to get a new one tomorrow.....work begins again!

The Brain that Wouldn't Die

I'm finished with all my work (Thank Jesus) so I cook myself some nice pasta and roast chicken, thinking of what to watch? Scrubs? Everybody hates Chris?..I went on Stage6 and browsed for movies. I stumbled on "The Brain that Wouldn't Die" and I was very impressed. The whole atmosphere of the movie is very serene and understated, the dialogue is a bit wooden sometimes, but the jazz soundtrack is amazing, and as far as I'm concerned the cinematography and directing are superb.
Basically the movie is about a young surgeon who is obssessed with transplanting human parts, well one day as he travels with his fiance to his lab, they have an accident and she is decapitated, well..he saves her head and manages to bring her head to life (her body burnt in the crash)...He is bent on marrying her, so he goes about trying to get a body for his lover. Meanwhile, Jan, his fiance..or Jan-in-the-pan is not impressed with her boyfriend preserving her in a body-less state. That's basically it, well there's other important stuff, but it will spoil it for you who want to watch it. And no it's not horror, there's very very little blood (..it's in black and white)The movie is just peculiar.
I recommend it a.k.a LAURA go and watch it!

Funny

I was barely sitting down when I heard a voice from the other
stall saying:

"Hi, how are you?"

I'm not the type to start a conversation in the men's restroom
but I don't know what got into me, so I answered, somewhat embarrassed, "Doin' just fine!"

And the other guy says: "So what are you up to?"

What kind of question is that? At that point, I'm thinking this
is too bizarre so I say: "Uhhh, I'm like you, just traveling!"

At this point I am just trying to get out as fast as I can when I
hear another question. "Can I come over?"

Ok, this question is just too weird for me but I figured I could
just be polite and end the conversation. I tell him, "No, I'm a little busy right now!!!"

Then I hear the guy say nervously,

"Listen, I'll have to call you back. There's an idiot in the other
stall who keeps answering all my questions!!!"

La pasta di formaggio di Julian

Today I finished my much talked about essay on the USA as a terrorist state, an essay that I am very proud of.
I went with the essay to my lecturer, Dr. Amir Saeed to see if he had any final words, he read it and seemed content. He told me my essay was amongst the 'elite' ever written in the module.
SO with a big smile on my face.. I chose to celebrate. I got the usual pasta stuff, mix vegetables and chicken portions, and grated cheese. Food aside, I went to wilkinsons to get a new 'square black plate' you know, tryna be all modern.
I then created my new dish, the recipe I will keep a secret. It tastes heavenly...ohh so good. Since it was pasta, I decided to give my new dish an Italian name, hence: "La pasta di formaggio di Julian", which translates literally as "The pasta of cheese of Julian"...you get the point!
I still have one more essay to do before I can finally put my feet up!