I take out the key copy for that house and throw it at him. Just then MTG float in like she do. Oh Creator, today is the day for flying things and people being hit, I think. But too bad, the key miss her eye. … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Ten
You will think, most people will not want to have stranger coming into their home before sunrise and bumping around in their kitchen to set up buna. But somehow the word get around, and like fancy buna machine they program us to come in and start the buna while they upstairs are getting ready for their day. … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Nine
Chapter Six This courtroom. Why everything has to be made from wood I don’t know. Like inside a coffin box it feels. Only carpet is some ugly green color, like Miss To Go eye-shadow. MTG and Tariku are at their table, putting their heads with their lawyer like children whispering evil plan. But nothing will … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Six
Chapter Five In April, for the celebration of last Easter, that was when Hiwot brings out all these buna things for use. The dust on them is many months old now. As Hiwot asked me on the phone, I take all them out and put them on the dining table so she can clean … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Five
Chapter Two Ay dear Hiwot. Sometimes I think she is trying to make me lose my hiwot. How, I ask you, can one grown tall strong man of many responsibilities, like me, stay alive the whole night with just this one little sini that holds two mouthfuls of buna? And today, that woman, she tells … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Two
I once heard someone say, “Cemeteries are the richest places on earth because most people take their great ideas to the grave.” It’s a bit of a forced analogy, to be sure, but it stuck with me. So much so that I tweeted it; now that’s saying something. Anyhoo, as I inch closer to my … More GRAND Schemes
Continuing from where I left off at the end of ‘After Addis 1‘, on the seven phases of the seven trips of this brown astronaut around the planet known as Ethiopia… Phase 1: immediately following migration, a time of feeling completely at ease with myself, it not even occurring to me to change to adapt to the norms … More After Addis 2
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