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The Weekend Report, yet again…

Posted in General on September 30, 2013 by Mad Bull

Hail up, my crew… Friday, I went on the road with a couple of bredrins after work. Natty went out as well, but separately from me. Was not a good night though. I was not in a good mood, and the vodka I was drinking did NOT lift my spirits. We started out at Buttinwood. Lawd, the bartenders there look good! ๐Ÿ™‚

When we left there, we went to Cayman Cabana looking for one of my friend Jose’s friends and her party. They were out to celebrate a birthday. They had already left the Cabana though, so we went over by The Office to link them up. I sank further into a bad mood and should really have left there ย and went home, but instead, I went with the guys to Mango Tree, That was ok, but eventually I lost my temper over some foolishness and went home. Can anyone say too much vodka? I don’t think vodka suits me. I should stay away from it.

Went home, cleaned off the porch and surfed the ‘net till I fell asleep.

Saturday, was a much brighter day, though . Hung out at home all day… Only went on the road to buy us all lunch (Quiznos for MBJr. and I, Popeyes for Natty). Oh, also took the dogs to Animal House for baths, and a trim for Simba… the last trim till March 2014 for him! Then, in the night, MBJr. and I went to a games night at Jose’s. Taught some people Kalooki, played some glow-in-the-dark Pictionary… It was fun! Natty went to “South Coast” instead… ย MBJr. got all miserable with me, because he felt that I kept him out too long. Pobrfecito! ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Stayed home all day Sunday. Surfed the ‘net, got onto a conference call for the Mobile Banking project at work,,, that took awhile. Watched some football. Saw Aston Villa pull off a come-from-behind win over Manchester City, 3-2! Nice game. ย Got into some family conference calls with Seven and Ciya, over Mom’s illness. Ciya seems to have got a mixed up message from Mom’s doctor and was telling people the wrong thing re Mom’s diagnosis. We called the Doc and straightened it out, though I think Ciya was a bit annoyed about it…. Then called Mom and Annie, Tried to convince Annie that Steffer was NOT psychic, This is important, because Annie is convinced that she is and she even got into an argument with and hung up on our aunt over it! Was telling her ย that she should stop going around telling people that Steffer was psychic and giving them messages Steffer had “received from dead people” and things she had ย “seen”. That didn’t work! Sigh….

Read some more of my latest “Jack Reacher” novel and watched the “Breaking Bad” finale at home, while Natty went out. Good show, great series. Goodbye, Mr. White! Bye, Jessie! ย We’ll miss you, bitches!

Overall, a good weekend. Thank God we have lived to see a new week. Let’s do this!


Halloween Inna Cayman

Posted in General on November 4, 2007 by Mad Bull

Here are a couple of girls having fun in the club on Halloween here in the Cayman Islands. I wasn’t in the club myself to see them, no sir! I was out with Natty and MBJr. at a kiddie Halloween party. That was fun (somewhat), but this looks like it would also have been interesting, nuh true? Its nice that the people at Partysurfers don’t sleep so that nice, quiet little Dads like me can see what the other young delinquent adults are up to.

Here is a picture of another woman out at another location on Halloween. She is not wearing any costume, (unless maybe she was playing Mariah Carey?) but she looks a bit of alright, doesn’t she?

T.G.I.F? Maybe for Oonoo!

Posted in General, Natural Beauty on September 27, 2007 by Mad Bull

Hey, you guys remember when you were taken to somewhere people THOUGHT you would have fun… where you were subjected to heat, heat and more heat… lots of walking in the hot sun… thirst… hunger… tiredness… eventually you get really cranky and start to go on bad!!! ๐Ÿ™‚

I remember it. When I was younger, my Mom and Dad took all seven of us kids all over the place in Florida…. Miami Seaquarium, Parrot Jungle, Disney World! Everywhere we went, my Dad would force us to stop in de hot sun so he could shoot some pictures of us kids… I remember I looked much like my pickney above…. Look at how he is holding down his head and glowering at the camera nuh? I must ask Seven if he broke her camera! ๐Ÿ˜€

Anyway, this weekend is looking kind of busy for the I. I may have to put in some time at work. I want to get in some beach time though. Wish me luck nuh? Or even Say a Likkle Prayer for me!

By the way, Doctor D has not been blogging for some time now. Recently he mentioned that some spammers have taken over the comment section of his site. Given that he is out of this whole blogging thing, I decided that its probably just too much trouble to fix that problem, so I just decided to blow away his entire site! Don’t worry though! If you feel like reading some of the goodly Doctor’s old posts, you can still find them. I have simply moved them to the Tower of Babel. Just go through the archjives from about June 2007 backwards in time. Thare are plenty of posts there, interspersed with the stuff written by a number of other authors and I. Also, if you just wat to read stuff by the Doctor (ie. you ain’t into wading through the other bullshit on the site) you can read the Doctor’s old stuff, (and perhaps anything new he may write) at

Doctor D, if you feel up to posting something new at the Tower, just sound me up for a UserID and password, you know seh you must get them. I have sent you your user id and password for DoctorDfromJamaica to your email address. Please at least take the time to select a nice theme. The default theme is rather boring, what?! Respect, mi moreno. ๐Ÿ˜€

Yo, even though I will probably be slaving away part of this weekend, thats no reason for the rest of you to sit around moping. Get on out and (* insert your favourite way to have fun here *)!!! ๐Ÿ˜€


Fulla Big Chat But Cyah Defend That!

Posted in Entertaining, General on September 11, 2007 by Mad Bull

Respect to all crew? What a gwaan? Peeps, its a grey, rainy day here in the Cayman Islands. The sea is flat though, so we have two cruise ships at anchor in the harbour. Its not too bad though… there are tourists knocking about, but not too many, you know? You can walk, ride or drive in peace. ๐Ÿ™‚

It seems like everyone who has been away from work on vacation leave over the summer returned this morning, of all mornings! Like I said, its rainy, you know, and I just could not find a parking spot!

I had to give a co-worker my ID card to swipe me in (so I wouldn’t be marked late) and then leave and hunt for a park. I couldn’t find any near to my office at all either!

I eventually had to park in the big parking lot by the Bayshore Mall, which is pretty far from my office if you consider that I have to walk to work and its drizzling! Its not as bad as it could be though, as I did have my unbrella on me for once, thank God!

The day cleared up nicely by 11:00am and it wasn’t a bad day at all! It is a day that deserves to be noted here on the blog as well because I got a fair bit of work done, because I went out in the night and played pool and I played pretty decently which by recent standards is great, and also, because I saw Trouble and Chiquita at the pool hall!

Its been a long while since I saw Sir Trouble, so that was pretty nice. We chilled by the bar and had a few drinks… well, I did anyway.

Anyway, I don’t really want to bore you all to death with a blow by blow description of my day so I will leave it at that. I will also leave you with some laughs. Check these jokes out, seen?

Movie Theater Mayhem!

A man was sprawled across three entire seats in a theater. When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the man, “Sorry sir, but you’re only allowed one seat.”

The man groaned but didn’t budge. The usher became impatient.

“Sir,” the usher said, “if you don’t get up from there, I’m going to have to call the manager.”

Again, the man just groaned, which infuriated the usher who turned and marched briskly back up the aisle in search of his manager. In a few moments, both the usher and the manager returned and stood over the man. Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move him, but with no success. Finally, they summoned the police. The cop surveyed the situation briefly.

“All right, buddy. What’s your name?”

“Sam,” the man moaned.

“Where ya from, Sam?” the cop asked.

“The balcony.”

I’d Rather Have a Puppy

A little boy and his dad were walking down the street whan they saw two dogs having sex. The little boy asks his father โ€œDaddy, what are they doing?โ€ The father says, โ€œMaking a puppy.โ€ So they walk on and go home.

A few days later, the little boy walks in on his parents having sex. The little boy says, โ€œDaddy, what are you doing?โ€ The father replies, โ€œMaking a baby.โ€ The little boy says, โ€œWell, flip her around! I’d rather have a puppy instead!โ€

Son into S&M

One day Mom was cleaning Junior’s room and in the closet she found a bondage S&M magazine.

This was highly upsetting for her. She hid the magazine until his Father got home and showed it to him.

He looked at it and handed it back to her with out a word. So she asked him, “What should we do about this?”

Dad looked at her and said, “Well I don’t think you should spank him.”

Well, I don’t know about you but I found those to be quite funny ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ You know, I can just imagine MBJr. doing the same thing as the boy who wanted the dog! LOL! Anyway, TTYL…

Hard Dough and Ham, Hard Dough and Jam

Posted in General on September 1, 2007 by Mad Bull

So this evening, we went to Fosters Supermarket at just the right time. Apparently the Sales Rep. from the Captain’s Bakery had just delivers the Hard dough bread to the store. The bread was so fresh, it was still warm… people, they hadn’t yet fastened the bread bags, so you done know! We snapped a loaf up and of course, the rest of the groceries we had gone for.

When we got home, Natty said she was not going to wait to order pizza as we had planned earlier but was going to make some ham sandwiches. (one of the grocery items we had bought was this Honey Ham) Man, those ham sandwiches were the bomb! She put some mayo on, right, then the ham slices, then some nice fresh tomato! To really fill out the description, let me remind you that this ham sandwich was based upon some really irie, fresh, soft hard dough bread! Want one word to describe the sandwich? “Succulent!”, My bredrins! ๐Ÿ™‚

So anyway, although the sandwich was really nice, it was sort of small. I am a growing boy, after all! I needed more, but I am lazy, and I was also hankering for something sweeter. I decided to spread a slice of the bread wth some guava jelly we had also picked up with the groceries. That certainly filled a gap, bredrins. I was no longer hungry. was nice, but the sandwich was so nice that I started hankering for another Guava Jelly slice of bread. When I hanker after things, I usually try to get it somehow and tonight was no exception. I got me that other slice of bread, with the guava jelly and all! It was excellent!

The long and short of it, folks, is that I overate tonight. I feel pretty damned stuffed tonight! My gosh! I am tired too, but I can’t go and lie down like this! I should probably go for a walk. I might just do it too, after I finish this post.

Hey, I heard about another Yardie who was beaten up in a bar by a bunch of guys! I know him too, though not well… anyway, I think I am going to approach him to join my bunch of ninjas! Then we can take it to the little bastards. Yeah, boyee, I am about to begin an intensive training program to become a ninja on a budget, courtesy of Wikihow! Soon, I will be a lethal weapon, man! Hopefully this Yardie bredrin will join the crew. Then when I get my crew together, we will kick some major butt! ๐Ÿ™‚
Anyway, I am getting tired in a big way, so peace and love, I’m out!

Yesterday, All My Boredom Seemed So Far Away

Posted in General on August 1, 2007 by Mad Bull

Man, yesterday was an interesting day still.

I was so intent on checking blogs in the morning that I was nearly late for work. I had to half-dress and then just flash out of the house! I drove down to George Town and made good time, even though I had to be trying to ensure that I kept a low enough profile so that the cops wouldn’t pull me over for speeding. I did pretty well with the sneaky speeding, I think. Look Ma, no tickets! ๐Ÿ™‚ 

Then I got to town and got held up at an intersection behind a blasted lummox who was talking on his cellie instead of easing out into the oncoming traffic. Of course, you done know that my stress levels shot skyward instantly! The man had me letting off a string of badwords, rasta, but being a man with a modicum of good brought-upsy, I reeled these off only to myself!

Eventually I decided I could wait on the little fasseyhole no more! I pulled in on the guy’s right hand side and was just about to bore past him! When he saw me doing that, he did a bit of dangerous driving to try to ensure I didn’t get to cut in front of him. He succeeded in keeping me behind him but at least I got that fool out of the intersection! Cho! ๐Ÿ˜ก

I got to my company’s parking lot (which is some distance away from the front door) and right there in the parking lot I managed to get to a “75% dressed” state (remember, I was only half-dressed before), with about two minutes to spare before I would be considered late.

Then I got delayed for a bit when a co-worker on his way out of the building stopped me to give me an update on something. All the time he was chatting to me, all I was thinking was, “Will he effing hurry! Doesn’t he realise that I haven’t clocked in yet?”. ๐Ÿ˜ก

Anyway, he finished chatting and I made it to the swipecard pad on time, but only just! At least, I think I did…. ๐Ÿ˜•

Then at lunchtime, I was on my way back to my office after buying some vittles at Fort Street when I passed a group of women (a big woman (say maybe 40) and about 4 teenager types) arguing with another young woman, maybe she was about 20. I didn’t tarry. I went to the lunchroom at my office and ate, then when I made my way back to my desk, I heard an outcry and saw a bunch of my co-workers at the window.

When I looked out, there were the same women out on the street, fighting. Someone came and grabbed the big woman and pulled her off the 20 year old. The 20 year old walked out into the street where her handbag and some other stuff had fallen, she picked them up, put them on a bench and then she grabbed up a big rock and rushed the big woman and attempted to slap her with it.

Thank God for the people who were on hand to grab her from behind or she would probably be in Northward Prison today! Anyway, the 40 year old and her brood beat a hasty retreat while the victim jumped on her cell phone and screamed bloody murder!

I went back to my desk then, but one of my spies (a co worker who likes to sit on the benches out where all this took place) told me that shortly afterwards, the young woman’s brother drove up. He took one look at his dishevelled sister who was looking rather beat up (I hear she was even bleeding from some deepish scratches on her neck) and he and the sister jumped into his car and they took off after the women who had rushed her. Can anyone say, “Beat Down!”?

I wonder how it all ended?  And how much you bet me that it was a case of the older woman’s husband fooling around with the young lady and the wife/girlfriend and her crew coming to dust her out?!

After that, the rest of the day took a normal turn, something I am glad for since yesterday was month end, which means month end processing at work, and I  prefer when there are no problems at work, star!

They Can Keep That Foolishness to Themself!

Posted in General on July 30, 2007 by Mad Bull

I was taught that you had to put a little firmness into your grip when you shake someone’s hand. You don’t have to try to crush their hand, but a little firmness was necessary. Why? I am not sure exactly, but I think it really has to do with giving a good impression of yourself.

Recently, however, I have been meeting up with a number of people who I have had to shake hands with and trust me, all I got was a little wishy washy, pyaw pyaw handshake with next to no grip at all! And I am not talking about women or Indians (yeah, Indians always give you that type of “dead-fish-in-your-hand” type of grip! I am not fighting the Indians down but I have definitely noticed that the Indians are the master of the wish washy handshake).

No sir, I mean Englishmen and Americans and Canadians! People who you would more worry are going to break all the boned in your hand, and so you set your hand right when you proffer it, and you prepare to grip onto them and then its like you have to draw brakes and back off on your grip before you crush them!

So whats going on? Is social etiquette changing and no one has told me? Its possible, isn’t it? I mean, what with all this madness thats going on in the world nowadays, perhaps people have been modifying their behaviour or something. I don’t knowabout you, but I can tell you, I don’t like those little fenkeh fenkeh handshakes at all and they better not expect me to change my handshake methodology. Dyam foolishness! Cho.