i’m told updates are very important

So here goes.

TEDx
Rocked. It was delightfully awesome. Great speakers, great organisers. Sadly, I was too much in a whirlwind after that to post a proper blog post about it. And I’m still in that whirlwind, so allow this to suffice. I spoke a little, here’s the video (I’m the dark shape in the video). Also, check out the “Related Videos” section for other TEDx speakers. More information can be found here and here. Also, a few photos should be here.

Node Six Moves Offices
Our new premises are at Kisementi, above Banana Boat, side entrance. The new place is awesome, and we thank our clients, colleagues, friends and acquantices for the support they’ve shown us over the years. We believe that the next few years are going to be amazing.

December BHH
A few people think a blogger’s mega-bash for December is an awesome idea. The few people being Sleek, Streetsider, Darlkom and myself. The only problem is, we lack a venue. Opinions and suggestions welcome.

Okay, that’s it for now, still got lots of stuff to setup at our new offices., so cheerio!

Rogue FM: Windows Welcome Music. LOL

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“The problem with the cutting edge is that someone has to bleed”
- Zalman Stern

TEDx Kampala, with Sir Tim Berners Lee

If you’ve heard of TED, then you know it’s a big deal. A very big deal. It’s an annual event.

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TED is a small nonprofit devoted to Ideas Worth Spreading. It started out (in 1984) as a conference bringing together people from three worlds: Technology, Entertainment, Design.

On 23rd November 2009, Kampala will be hosting a local version of TED, called TEDx

TEDx was created in the spirit of TED’s mission, “ideas worth spreading.” The program is designed to give communities, organizations and individuals the opportunity to stimulate dialogue through TED-like experiences at the local level.

At TEDx events, unique talks given by live speakers combine with TEDTalks videos to spark deep conversation and connections. TEDx events are fully planned and coordinated independently, on a community-by-community basis.

The TEDx Kampala event is being facilitated by the Linux Users’ Group and the main speaker will be Sir Tim Berners Lee. For those outside the techsphere, Sir Tim Berners Lee is widely known as the inventor of the World Wide Web.

Yep.

The inventor of the World Wide Web is going to be in Uganda, sharing his wisdom with us mere mortals.

Honestly, I’m excited beyond belief, a fact that is frightfully compounded by the realization that I have been asked to speak at the event as well.

So come show some love, will ya?

More information here.

Rogue FM: Fernando Ortega – Lord of Eternity

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“I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.”
- Louisa May Alcott

I’ll write a novel, even if it kills me!

Okay, so the title is just to get your attention.

I signed up for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) after many years of thinking “maybe I should sign up for NaNoWriMo…” and after even more years thinking about writing a novel, short story or whatever.

So. I signed up for NaNoWriMo.

And putting my writing skills to shame, I ripped this straight from the site. Oh the shame. Read.

National Novel Writing Month is a fun, seat-of-your-pants approach to novel writing. Participants begin writing November 1. The goal is to write a 175-page (50,000-word) novel by midnight, November 30.

Valuing enthusiasm and perseverance over painstaking craft, NaNoWriMo is a novel-writing program for everyone who has thought fleetingly about writing a novel but has been scared away by the time and effort involved.

Because of the limited writing window, the ONLY thing that matters in NaNoWriMo is output. It’s all about quantity, not quality. The kamikaze approach forces you to lower your expectations, take risks, and write on the fly.

Make no mistake: You will be writing a lot of crap. And that’s a good thing. By forcing yourself to write so intensely, you are giving yourself permission to make mistakes. To forgo the endless tweaking and editing and just create. To build without tearing down.

As you spend November writing, you can draw comfort from the fact that, all around the world, other National Novel Writing Month participants are going through the same joys and sorrows of producing the Great Frantic Novel. Wrimos meet throughout the month to offer encouragement, commiseration, and—when the thing is done—the kind of raucous celebrations that tend to frighten animals and small children.

In 2008, we had over 120,000 participants. More than 20,000 of them crossed the 50k finish line by the midnight deadline, entering into the annals of NaNoWriMo superstardom forever. They started the month as auto mechanics, out-of-work actors, and middle school English teachers. They walked away novelists.

There you have it.

I don’t know the title of my novel yet, we’ll see, and so far, I’m at a measly 531 words. *sigh* I’ll be posting the updates here, might even release the novel as a free ebook… just speculation mostly.

Interested? Check out the website.

Rogue FM: India.Arie – Chocolate High (Feat. Musiq Soulchild)

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“There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth…not going all the way, and not starting.”
- Buddha

“Motivation is what gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going.”
- Jim Rohn

what is your deepest fear, young man?

Come. Let’s sit down and have a brutally honest heart to heart. What I’m about to say…  well, it’s going to hurt.

“What is your deepest fear, young man?”

There comes a time in a man’s life when he looks back at his achievements and hangs his head in shame. When he curls up in his bed and hopes to never wake up. When he realizes that the last odd years of his life have been pathetic and worthless. When he realizes, above all else, that he is a failure.

You were on the right path, but somewhere along the way, you fell. Hard. Really really hard. And the stupid thing? You liked it down there, wallowing in the mud. Thrashing uselessly like a pig in a pile of dung thinking you’re making progress. Yet all you’re doing is turning aimlessly in circles. Not moving one single inch, and yet drowning yourself in shit.

You watch your friends succeed. The very same people you were miles ahead of before you became paralyzed by stupidity, by impatience, by mediocrity, by apathy, by swag, by arrogance and by Godlessness. And now you’re at the back of the pack, limping uselessly, believing yourself to still be ahead of the game and yet seething with enough jealousy to melt their faces off.

Pure, absolute bollocks. Read more

the thing about long weekends

Friday was a public holiday, and I won’t even bother explaining what that meant.

The really awesome thing (and simultaneously frustrating thing) about extra long weekends is this;

Thursday feels like Friday. Then Friday reaches and you cannot tell whether it’s Friday or Saturday, and by the time Saturday comes around, your mind and body are so blissfully messed up that on Sunday, you’re so confused you don’t quite know what to do about it.

Last weekend was a particularly long (and blissful weekend). The annoying thing about extra long weekends is this;

If you’re broke, you’re screwed. If you have nowhere to go, you’re screwed. If you have no social life, you’re even more screwed. IF you’re all the above, God help you.

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Kayla

Today… today… my heart is heavy.  Today I feel the walls of despair closing around me.

Today, I am helpless.

Today, I am a child again, whimpering in a corner, sucking my thumb, eyes shut tight, tears streaming down my face and praying… praying hard that when I open my eyes, all will be well. You will still be here, and there will be light in my life.

The soft music wafts through my memory,  a sensual lilting diminuendo that only you could play. I walk in from the courtyard, and you’re seated at the piano, eyes closed, swaying slowly to the sad slow melody. You look so beautiful, Kayla. I watch you for hours as you play, lost in your world.

You are wearing that dress that I loved so much. White, with faint floral patterns. I loved the way it loosely hugged your body, and then flared and pleated and swayed and swirled around your feet. And when we danced, Kayla, when we danced… when I held you close and you looked into my eyes… Read more

Massive Geek-out! a.k.a this is how mad-scientists get started.

Howdy, world. Apologies for a massively neglected blog. I bring you tidings from the world of dastardly dangerous dragons and deadly delectable damsels in distress (more commonly known as business and life).

I have been doing a little too much running around for my own good, but hopefully, things have achieved a semblance of calm and the chaos has subsided somewhat.

Disclaimer: I think on some subliminal level, I’m trying to make up for the weeks without blogging. a.k.a this post is LONG. You’ve been warned.

Now, having thus dispensed with the niceties, I shall let you in on the single most momentous occasion in my extremely faceted life ( we’re talking about the geek-facet of me this time).

First, though, a little history. Okay, it’s not so little, but bear with me, aight?

As a kid, I loved taking things apart to see what made them tick, much to the chagrin of my long-suffering father. It didn’t matter if it was wooden, plastic, metallic, electronic…  If I could reach it, it was going apart. And of course I’d try to put it back together, and most times, it would fail to work again.

As I grew older, I began experimenting more with making my own stuff. That made life a little easier for dear old dad, but the neighborhood suffered in turn. See, these things I was building needed parts, and the parts they needed most were wires. The kind of wires that chain-link fences and barbed wire are made of. So my cronies and I would traverse the neighborhood, roaming far and wide, armed with pliers, all sorts of metallic accessories, and most importantly, teeth. In our wake, we left countless homes defenseless and property owners seething with righteous indignation. Read more

The 4th Estate Podcast on Citizen Journalism in Uganda

Yesterday (Wednesday 23rd Sept 09), I had the privilege of being interviewed by Shevonne Hunt, the producer of a radio show in Sydney, Australia called The Fourth Estate. She was doing a piece on Citizen Journalism during the Uganda riots and Rebekah Heacock [ Jackfruity ] told her about my tweets, so we got in touch. Rebekah and I are featured in the Citizen Journalism segment [ around the 20th minute. ].

The podcast was published today, and you can access it here: http://www.2ser.com/programs/shows/thefourthestate [ Click "Show Episodes" at the bottom and select the 25th September podcast. ]

Hope I did all of you justice!


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We must not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we began and to know the place for the first time.
- T.S. Elliot

BHH Today

Uganda Blogger's Happy Hour - 24th September 2009

Uganda Blogger's Happy Hour - 24th September 2009

Another belated announcement. BHH is today.

Please copy the banner above and re-post the announcement. BlogSpirit is being moody, so I may not be able to put it up in time.

We’ll see you there!

Rogue FM: Grace Nakimera – Kawonawo.

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Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.
- Lance Armstrong

Ugandan Riots – Citizen journalism comes of age

If there is one thing that we have learnt from the Buganda riots over the past weekend, it is this:

In a country where the mainstream media is at the mercy of its government, or is oblivious to what’s going on, or does not have the tools or facilities to report real-time, 24 hours a day, during a crisis, there is a serious need for unhindered, unfiltered, on-the-ground citizen journalism.

During the worst parts of the riots, there was a massive media blackout, and TV and radio stations were courting irrelevance. I could not believe that at a time when a country was burning itself to the ground, most TV stations were showing music videos, foreign news and Spanish soaps.

Some of us decided to fill in the gaps by tweeting and sharing what we were seeing and experience on the ground, and the steady Twitter stream [ #Kampala ] helped keep the world informed. Our simple and humble attempts did a much better job of providing realtime news updates than the mainstream media could. Tumwijuke [ Twitter - Blog ] and Uganda Talks [ Twitter - Blog ] especially did a fantastic job of verifying rumours and provide the in-depth journalistic expertise that citizen journalism often lacks. Rhino gave us some fantastic photos, and the Ugandan blogsphere shared their views and opinions as events unfolded. Tucked away in a tiny room at UTL, coding furiously, The 27th Comrade gave us the tools to tweet free of charge, via uganda telecom [ Twitter ].

It was scary, it was fun, it was deadly, it was beautiful. Read more