Oh Baby!

look who's blogging

http://kingsandkannis.blogspot.com

Baboons and Cats!

Melissa and I lived in Uganda for a year; but why? www.bouncingcats.com Bouncing Cats is a documentary about the founder of Breakdance Project Uganda. The film features the founder of Breakdance Project Uganda and the work he is doing to use hip hop for positive social change. If you're in DC you should come to National Geographic November 9.

We didn't go there to make a movie, but someone did, and used Melissa's work to help tell the story.

Worldwide Phenomenon

When I tell people I just got back from Uganda the question is always "Why were you in Uganda?"
The answer is worldwide phenom Melissa Adams. She's brilliant! So brilliant in fact she designed a project that The U.S. State Department and MTVU chose to fund and document. The project focused on the use of a hip hop (also a worldwide phenom) as music and dance therapy for war affected children. If you click her name up there you can learn all about the research, the work, the kids etc...
I know what your television and the radio have convinced you to buy isn't always good for you; but don't under estimate the positive influence hip hop can have on people. Especially when you put it in the hands of positive people.

guess who's bizack!

So I think I may change the name of the blog soon. I'm back in DC and that makes the title of my brilliance inaccurate. jbindc right? That's what I think too--I'll let you know soon. Now that I'm back and working on interweb that moves at the speed of light you would think I'm going to post pics galore, but between my missing camera and fried computer no such thing is going to happen. Melissa's computer is loaded with pictures but her computer is still in Uganda with her. Her project blew up and e'rybody wanted in so she'll be expanding her project for a few months. In the meantime I'll teach your 7 year old how to read for a nominal fee.
If you peep the blog often enough I'll let you know before the name changes so you don't think Uganda isn't there any more. I have a new cell number too. If you have it call me (or my parents), if you don't have it email me, if you don't have my email address hit me on facebook, if we're not facebook friends... and you don't have my email address... and you don't know my number...
peace.

Happy Go Skateboarding Day

the best spot in Gulu...?


I tried to make the most of it.

The worst time I've had in Uganda

I came to Uganda with the knowledge that I may get sick; amazingly, since November all I've had was a cold. That all changed last week. I spent Monday night shivering because I was so cold. Tuesday morning I woke up covered in sweat, feeling like I was hit with a baseball bat 26 times, and a little feverish. I wasn't too panicked but I thought this was the end. Before writing my last will and testament, Melissa and I went to the hospital to get my blood tested for everything. The symptoms for so many diseases are the same and if you don't catch them early your brain may boil.
When they took the blood I had a slight fever which was good because they're more likely to catch whats wrong if I'm symptomatic. Still somehow my test came back negative for everything and I was just imagining the ridiculous pain. I ended up being diagnosed with clinical malaria and prescribed something or another.
I went home and sweat some more and slept and ached and kept sweating and so on. Melissa took my temperature every 20 minutes and it was never good news. After 3 days on the meds I felt a lot better, but still not good enough to leave the house or eat a full meal. A day or two later I had a headache so bad I couldn't see straight and wouldn't go away. I survived that weekend and woke up Monday morning feeling like I was on top of the world. A feeling that made sense me because I can't remember feeling much worse than when I was sick.
The moral of the story is don't stop taking your antimalarial meds even if you do come up with a good reason.

...and pics and pics and haha haha haa

This started out as a story about something but instead has turned into a picture party, YAY!
enjoy

Weak beard attempt #134--this is as close as I came.


Walter and Patrick are brothers. I loved Walter's t-shirt


I handed the camera to a 12 year old bgirl called Esther at a breakdance practice and ended up with 3 of my favorite pics so far.






He kept going up.


Bboy Alex showing the youngins how its done.


My man Apollo grittin' on 'em at Kyoto in Kampala.


Zoom in and look at this thing.


Oh, you mad 'cuz we stylin' on you.


See you next time.