<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694</id><updated>2009-11-14T07:38:28.398+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chez Moi</title><subtitle type='html'>Nous sommes tous obligés, pour rendre la réalité supportable, d'entretenir en nous quelques petites folies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-4339480578387836429</id><published>2009-08-07T12:57:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:03:23.721+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wandering brain cells'/><title type='text'>I am not my tribe</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0   21         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/4339480578387836429/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=4339480578387836429' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4339480578387836429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4339480578387836429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-not-my-tribe.html' title='I am not my tribe'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-7828424210080336476</id><published>2009-08-07T12:54:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:57:17.947+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood; Birthdays'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><summary type='text'>My favorite young man was born on this day six years ago.I cannot recall how it felt like to be six but I think it must have been fun from what I see.Happy Birthday son and may you grow to be wise and loving.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/7828424210080336476/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=7828424210080336476' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7828424210080336476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7828424210080336476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-5378822022342788011</id><published>2009-03-25T11:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:41:45.119+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><summary type='text'>Lately, I have discovered that parenting is an exercise in constant anger management. The little ones are not as ire inspiring after all the mistakes they make can be attributed to inexperience in the business of living. It is the older ones who relate to them especially authority figures like teachers doctors and others who are past the age of childhood legally that drive me round the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/5378822022342788011/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=5378822022342788011' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/5378822022342788011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/5378822022342788011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2009/03/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-2570730859039943568</id><published>2009-03-25T11:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:41:57.599+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Please do not touch me</title><summary type='text'>Exceptions • You raised me• I babysat you or you me.• We are related blood or otherwise• You have spent more than two weeks uninterrupted in my company and liked it• You know my middle name and use it quite often• I have explicitly invited you to • ..and even then keep it below the elbow unless otherwise stated.Thank you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/2570730859039943568/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=2570730859039943568' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2570730859039943568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2570730859039943568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-do-not-touch-me.html' title='Please do not touch me'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-3183257997250919277</id><published>2009-02-27T10:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:28:32.717+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wandering brain cells'/><title type='text'>2009</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year. I know it is not in good taste(whatever that means) to amkua –greet – people like this in the third month of the supposed new year but what is a girl to do if she started her new year then? I mean all this is relative the Moslems, Hindus and Ethiopia just across the border are in some century where the rest of the world isn’t but that does not stop them from expressing it.My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/3183257997250919277/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=3183257997250919277' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/3183257997250919277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/3183257997250919277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-7778969056591871131</id><published>2008-11-17T12:22:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:28:44.085+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Monday</title><summary type='text'>• It has been said often that Kenyans, especially those that live in the urban centers can be extremely rude. When they are not shoving you with their elbows on the sidewalk they are cutting in front of you in traffic, spitting all over the place, throwing rubbish out of car windows and into rivers. The list is long and growing. I almost fell into a puddle when the bus conductor told me thank you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/7778969056591871131/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=7778969056591871131' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7778969056591871131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7778969056591871131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-monday.html' title='Random Monday'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-7975441980341278623</id><published>2008-10-03T09:55:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:04:55.361+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>here and there</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/7975441980341278623/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=7975441980341278623' title='9 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7975441980341278623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7975441980341278623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-and-there.html' title='here and there'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-374221309278984648</id><published>2008-09-15T11:38:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:46:47.157+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>A year older</title><summary type='text'>Today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/374221309278984648/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=374221309278984648' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/374221309278984648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/374221309278984648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/09/year-older.html' title='A year older'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-5088556624842216437</id><published>2008-08-07T12:20:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:37:19.850+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood; Birthdays'/><title type='text'>5</title><summary type='text'>May those who love you, love you.And those who don't love you,May God turn their hearts;And if He doesn't turn their hearts,May He turn their ankles,So you will know them by their limping.Happy Birthday to you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/5088556624842216437/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=5088556624842216437' title='12 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/5088556624842216437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/5088556624842216437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/08/5.html' title='5'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Wgq7n5hMYw/SJrQHJtoVdI/AAAAAAAAADM/ESPKo8EMd2g/s72-c/genie+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-4249317784123928757</id><published>2008-07-23T13:08:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:28:36.819+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down memory lane'/><title type='text'>Schools, Strikes and my own schooldays</title><summary type='text'>I am not very surprised that students are going on rampage seeing that the  adults had their share in the limelight late last year and beginning of this year. What is making me wince is the kind of statements being issued by those who should know better.To paraphrase one Bonny KhalwaleO cellphones!O single parents!O boarding schools are bad!O caning should be brought back!O blah blah!It is tiring</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.eastandard.net/InsidePage.php?id=1143990769&amp;cid=4&amp;' title='Schools, Strikes and my own schooldays'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/4249317784123928757/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=4249317784123928757' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4249317784123928757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4249317784123928757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/07/schools-strikes-and-my-own-schooldays.html' title='Schools, Strikes and my own schooldays'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-5440651194233493253</id><published>2008-07-02T11:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:13:11.353+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Your questions, my answers</title><summary type='text'>Akiey  &lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;a)      &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What's your fav month of the year &amp; why? My favorite month of the year is December because it is the holiday season, I can afford to see my nearest and dearest then,  as they are not too taken up with their lives. Everybody is nicer expecting Santa to smile their way; including the one who pays me for my labor who usually throws in a few extra</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/5440651194233493253/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=5440651194233493253' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/5440651194233493253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/5440651194233493253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-questions-my-answers.html' title='Your questions, my answers'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-6281469041290747252</id><published>2008-06-10T16:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:01:59.865+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all in a day&apos;s work'/><title type='text'>The Call Never Comes</title><summary type='text'>Alexander Graham Bell did not have any idea of the scale of agony his invention would bring to humankind for years to come. His was much better though put in the same light with gunpowder, bullets, bows and arrows.  The telephone and its variants brought with it a phrase hitherto unused on the regular “I will call you”. I am pretty certain when our unwired ancestors said that they meant it. That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/6281469041290747252/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=6281469041290747252' title='9 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/6281469041290747252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/6281469041290747252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/06/call-never-comes.html' title='The Call Never Comes'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-8835623321263253480</id><published>2008-06-05T11:21:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:23:30.140+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>TMI</title><summary type='text'>Recently I joined a choir. We meet once a week and I have a ball hitting those very high notes (am soprano one) voice exercises and singing. The highlight of my workweek usually is choir practice. In another life I could have been an opera singer or something similar.Now in the process of singing one gets to meet new people. If you have been following my story here within these pages, you would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/8835623321263253480/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=8835623321263253480' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8835623321263253480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8835623321263253480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/06/tmi.html' title='TMI'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-4237832006817064399</id><published>2008-05-27T11:53:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:10:04.378+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all in a day&apos;s work'/><title type='text'>Random Musings</title><summary type='text'> It is the cold season around this part of the world. The cold season brings with it a unique problem. Forget the many layers of clothing to keep you warm. That, I can live with. It so happens that I have to take the layers off when I get to the place where I sing for my supper(R ). To reveal two distinct points on my chest reacting to the cold.Photo from the onion.www.theonion.com/.../</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/4237832006817064399/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=4237832006817064399' title='14 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4237832006817064399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4237832006817064399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-musings.html' title='Random Musings'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Wgq7n5hMYw/SDvPlZQNPTI/AAAAAAAAADE/3JlAB2F_3rk/s72-c/onion_imagearticle2782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-7138239205423399444</id><published>2008-05-08T16:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:29:20.777+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all in a day&apos;s work'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please stop me and correct me when my stupid is showing.  That is what good friends do for each other.     Thank you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/7138239205423399444/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=7138239205423399444' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7138239205423399444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/7138239205423399444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-stop-me-and-correct-me-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-1563448446448530288</id><published>2008-04-09T11:32:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:46:06.576+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><title type='text'>Counting my blessings</title><summary type='text'>It is very easy to feel down on most days this year especially in my beloved country Kenya. There are lots of things to be grateful for but the bigger influencing factors provide temptation to mope around and feel terribly sorry for myself.    One can have very grateful heart but that gratitude will not get you anywhere if the ground beneath your feet shifts constantly leaving you in pieces.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/1563448446448530288/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=1563448446448530288' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/1563448446448530288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/1563448446448530288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/04/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting my blessings'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-1985206659732858940</id><published>2008-03-31T12:42:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:23:39.029+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Fair and lovely</title><summary type='text'>I was fascinated by this ad in the Sunday Standard dated 30.03.2008.First I thought it was an early April fools prank. Mr Google informed that indeed it does exist.I am speechless.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/1985206659732858940/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=1985206659732858940' title='9 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/1985206659732858940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/1985206659732858940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/03/fair-and-lovely.html' title='Fair and lovely'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Wgq7n5hMYw/R_C583klueI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gdmBYu5d7U8/s72-c/fair+and+handsome0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-8491468608364794332</id><published>2008-01-31T15:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:43:12.659+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamaland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><title type='text'>29th to 30th December 2007</title><summary type='text'>As one of the pumbavus severally referred to by the Member of Parliament for Othaya, I faithfully forfeited all activities that usually accompany a Kenyan year end concentrating on one thing and one thing only.     The election.     I did believe. That we have come a long way. Democratically. Financially. Socially. That Kenya is my country, najivunia kuwa mkenya says the government spokesperson. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/8491468608364794332/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=8491468608364794332' title='8 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8491468608364794332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8491468608364794332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/01/29th-to-30th-december-2007.html' title='29th to 30th December 2007'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-3660329873809327924</id><published>2008-01-23T09:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T09:29:03.455+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><title type='text'>A level headed look at things.</title><summary type='text'>Kenyans are fighting inequality, not ethnicity By: Rasna WarahAs every middle and upper class Nairobian will tell you, one of the most irritating things about the violence that rocked Kenya in the week after the elections was the fact that many maids, guards and nannies did not show up at work for a whole week.This was not because they were protesting over their inhuman working conditions or low </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/3660329873809327924/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=3660329873809327924' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/3660329873809327924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/3660329873809327924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/01/level-headed-look-at-things.html' title='A level headed look at things.'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-2252092546171992508</id><published>2008-01-18T09:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:12:52.251+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><title type='text'>The mood in Kenya</title><summary type='text'>An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does the truth become error because nobody will see it. -Mohandas K. Gandhi(1869-1948)The propagandist's purpose is to make one set of people forget that certain other sets of people are human. -Aldous Huxley, novelist (1894-1963)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/2252092546171992508/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=2252092546171992508' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2252092546171992508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2252092546171992508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2008/01/mood-in-kenya.html' title='The mood in Kenya'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-8627003364614581170</id><published>2007-12-20T11:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T12:27:59.678+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><summary type='text'>May this Christmas be the first       of many,       Each more joyous in our growing love,       Revealing more of happiness than any       Riches might provide or pain remove.       Years flow like an unrepentant river,       Carrying the soil of life away,       Holding far more than they can deliver,       Rushing past the certitudes that stay.       In love there is an instance of forever</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/8627003364614581170/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=8627003364614581170' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8627003364614581170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8627003364614581170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-4292000742505885659</id><published>2007-12-14T12:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:00:05.319+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wandering brain cells'/><title type='text'>7 Weird things about me</title><summary type='text'>I got tagged by laspapi and nakeel.  Been avoiding to do the tag but cannot afford to have it hanging over my head in the New Year insh’allah.     Here are the rules1) Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog2) Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself3) Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs4) Let each person know that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/4292000742505885659/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=4292000742505885659' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4292000742505885659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/4292000742505885659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2007/12/7-weird-things-about-me.html' title='7 Weird things about me'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-2991232871963921636</id><published>2007-11-20T09:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T09:49:48.162+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Random</title><summary type='text'>I could not help rejoice at this. I know it is premature and probably too little too late but it is time members of the 9th parliament were taught a lesson or two.I had to clap after reading my thoughts so well put. An answer to the question what women want straight from a woman's mouth.  In other news Kenyans are getting more and more creative with their con games.Does this qualify as a post?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/2991232871963921636/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=2991232871963921636' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2991232871963921636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2991232871963921636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2007/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-8095318660721917819</id><published>2007-10-12T09:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:30:14.267+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   The dreaded phone call came on a cold Sunday morning.  “The Queen is no more” the caller on the other end said and I stupidly echoed “the queen is no more” and kept echoing for the next few days as it finally sunk that she was gone.  Part of history now, we would from then henceforth be saying she was not is, was gone to be with -I am really not sure about this part because where do people go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/8095318660721917819/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=8095318660721917819' title='14 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8095318660721917819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/8095318660721917819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2007/10/dreaded-phone-call-came-on-cold-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11963694.post-2525827085174356377</id><published>2007-09-14T11:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:33:35.768+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Poussin no more</title><summary type='text'>Today is the last day I can claim to be twenty something.   So how does it feel? No different from any other day. No flashing lights, booming sounds, lightning actually just the other day I was sitting my KCPE and now I am a taxpayer and eligible voter to boot, how time does fly!    But it feels good to be thirty. A nice round figure.  I have been practicing saying it for a while now, it does not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/feeds/2525827085174356377/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11963694&amp;postID=2525827085174356377' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2525827085174356377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11963694/posts/default/2525827085174356377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prousette.blogspot.com/2007/09/poussin-no-more.html' title='Poussin no more'/><author><name>Prousette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04367325529770099956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11551671130676859882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>