When Chris Rock does his stand-up, there’s often a part where, after he makes a statement that gets the audience rolling, he goes ‘Yeah I said it! I said it. I fucking said it.’ This feels like one of those moments. Except I’m not Chris Rock so whatever I have to say is not funny and … More The Black Hole: Or Top Ten Posts That Never Were But One Day Might Be
I find it super neat when I request ‘Rebka Fisseha’, or some combination thereof, for my username when opening a new online account and get the message that the username is unavailable. No way! Waaay! Awesome. Now that’s belonging. I used to be smug about having a ‘secret weapon’ name but I’ve found that I like this … More Username Unavailable
Depending the position of the sun when you ask me, I might be pro or anti-mommmyhood. Morning being generally an optimistic time, ante-meridiam will find me pro. By afternoon, reality has beat the sunshine out of me and it is I who is in need of superhuman patience and pampering. Auntiehood, as you may know, … More Auntie SOSo
I haven’t watched 12 Years A Slave. I’ve been dragging my feet about it, no pun intended. Last time someone asked me to go with, I said, “But I’ve already seen Django Unchaaiinned” (last part is my voice ending on a screeching whine). As far as I was concerned, I’d done my “slave-movie” quota for … More Over It.
So, tomorrow is January 7 and if you know that it’s supposed to be Christmas and you’ve already got the doro wot simmering on the stove, then yaaay good for you, but if you’re so lapsed that tomorrow is going to be just another Same Shit Different Day kinda day for you, then this little thing I … More Happy SSDD
During a very specific window of time after I joined the Western World, I believed in Santa Claus. One hundred percent. This window happened to fall between October 1992 and January 1993. The natural thing to do, then, was to write him a letter. Sorry, write Him a letter. Make no mistake, I had always … More Christmas Confession
I have two tattoos which never fail to catch people by surprise. I guess I don’t come across as the self-stamping kind. This is partly true, which is why I have trouble giving adequate explanations of my non-Maryam Yesamechign markings. If only I could blame it on the Holy Mother. Nope, all me and my … More Permanent Hager Fikir
When the radio said that it’s 4 degrees Celsius (39 F) outside today, my immediate thought was Oh it’s nice out ! That’s when I knew. I have adapted, perhaps irrevocably. But I still have those moments when I realize you can take the girl out of [insert name of home country] but you can’t take … More FOB 4 Life
Somewhere in Addis there is a house as old as me. All I ever had to do with regards to it was just live in there, stay cute, and be on my best behaviour, sorta like this: Until recently, that is. Decades since I last set foot in the yard, I was tasked with getting … More Code Error
I chipped a tooth today. No fault of the tooth. All blame is mine. I was trying to pry out a blade from an old and sticky Swiss Army knife. Thought I’d use my front teeth, concentrate all my jaw-power. Afterwards, when I felt grainy bits of something on my tongue, I hoped it was … More A Dental Retrospective on Migration Day
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