Back in Black.
i am back. In black. Black is the predominating colour theme of this webpage. i myself have not turned black. Not that i have any objection to turning black. In fact, truth be told i am somewhat tanned. But not quite so black. i have friends who are black. Not African origin black, but just black. They maybe African origin blacks but i am unaware of their genealogy and hence am not in a position to state absolutely and without any fear of contradiction that they are not African origin black(s). To sum up, therefore, i have friends who may or may not be African blacks, but are most definitely blacks, probably of the non-African variety. I state this merely to show that i am not a racist. Or a xenophobe for that matter. Neither the African-ness (or non-African-ness if you want to be particular) nor the black-ness of the persons referred to above stopped me from befriending them and making their lives miserable. i embrace all humanity with open arms. Well, some i may embrace with more enthusiasm and passion than others but that has nothing to do with what we are discussing at the moment. Say no to racism. Say yes to races. Especially F1 races.
Getting to the nub of the matter, i have affected a return to this; the virtual world of blogging. Before you groan in despair and fear for your mental well-being, let me just say, "You can now groan in despair and fear for your mental well-being."
i believe in being consistent. i have absolutely no idea why i started this blog. i have absolutely no idea why i stopped updating this blog. And now, i have absolutely no idea why i want to start again. In fact, i have no idea why i am writing what i am, at this exact moment. Every line presents a sea of opportunity. It is the unfortunate fact that i cannot swim, which leads me to abject and utter failure every single time.
i have resolved to make weekly posts. No amount of money or persuasion is going to make me change my mind. Every Sunday after this Sunday (or maybe the Sunday after the Sunday after that, depending on my mood) i shall attempt to alleviate my boredom by heaping it on you. i shall conclude by quoting an old Chinese proverb that i came across while reading the biography of Terra Patrick.
"If the chicken momo smells weird, then it is (sic) probably gone bad. But eat it if you want."