2011 Solari Awards

Amigos, before we say adios to 2011... It’s time to unveil this blogs most famous feature; the annual Solari777 personality of the year. Over the past 12 months, I have met many incredible people both in real life and in my dreams and its only prudent that there is that one person or two who have most influenced the course of my life in the whole year.

I firmly believe that my finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of, is the moment when i have worked my heart out in a good cause and lie exhausted on the field of battle – victorious. I admire work, dedication, competence, honesty and trust, and these qualities have influenced the results.

 

Legendary...march...

I remember when my friend told me that if I wanted to succeed I should strike out on new paths, rather than travel the worn paths of accepted success. He is my wing-man, someone with an impressive strong balance between verbal and intellectual skills combined with a great wits. His most enduring skills, however, are his exceptional analytical skills, honesty and insights. Often times, he has a plan brewing in his head which has made it easy to live the legendary life fitting our talents... Amigos, it’s an honor and a great thrill to have a wing-man with this kind of aptitude. He is a legend, not the kind that live in fairytale s but a friend of mine, Mr. Riquelme and he is the runner up for personality of the year 2011.

 

hats off to the wing-man

The dove is a symbol of love and peace and the personality of the year...who happens to be the woman of the year as well represents this. She has pushed me to the best that I can be and I keep on improving each day. I treasure her because my spiritual life is thriving, I have experienced a transformation of my spiritual life from its worst to its best. It’s so delightful to think of the amazing things she’s done for me plus of course the Windhoek’s...and...her smile makes it even thrilling. It’s not just what she has done for me that makes me value her. I have observed her at work and she is gracefull and efficient. So many that know her testify about the lively presence she exudes. I’m running out of things to say, so I will end with an edited line from her favorite song, You say it best when you mention her name not... I normally call her DOVE AWARDS...

Lions are prey to the wise...

This story may be true as I may have been a witness to it. His voice can charm birds out of trees… he is almost always in control. He has a great attitude, panache and looks that he often uses to mesmerizing effects, bringing along a cocktail of pleasure, anxiety, tears and nostalgia to the forbidden fruits. Tables have turned and he is a bewildered victim of recycled affections. This is one chapter he never wished to go back to but life can play cards to us that we just have to deal with. 

sweet doves...

There is one victim of his who is stuck in his present like an irritating song that just can’t get out of your mind. She, formerly an innocent, single minded beauty whose affections he won after illustrious pursuit had grown into an enigmatic poetic presence.  On his way to a favorite bar and restaurant for Namibia’s finest lager, a strange invisible sweet perfume hit his senses, her appearance was like of a Greek goddess. He had little time to do his groundwork on her before she struck.

playful!!!

The first thought in his mind was a silent prayer transforming her into her twin sister but when he moved closer the certainty of it being his former victim drove him to hoping that she was married. His legs gave way and he sat down like an eagle struck by cupids arrow. His mind was working at lighting pace trying to recollect events of yester years.  He was all out and for once unable to recover his wits

what's next amigo's

She smiled at him with a smile that naturally melts icebergs. The winds were lovesick with her! She was there not to expend revenge using the Kampala’s chick guide to treating an ex-lover that dumped you. Her goal was to seduce him on her terms and to take him through the emotional rollercoaster he used to take his lovers through. Her spell lured him to her web like a blind hermit and her delightful sense of spontaneity thrilled him with a sudden change of direction.

tip of ice...berg...

Key to life...'we all have weaknesses, vulnerabilities, frailness in our makeup. A person's vulnerability is often what is most seductive about them'.

Next to doing the right thing is having fun...

Saw a friend of mine bellyaching for hours like a despondent ram about his dry run (though it seems his been living in a desert). He is been trying to give all possiological explanations of his bad luck but any half witted turtle can adduce to the fact that If anyone wants to succeed in the noble art, they should strike out on new paths, rather than travel the worn paths of accepted success and in this case I will call it recycling. The World owes no man a living but it owes every man an opportunity to make a living. Two days without prey is eternity to a lion. Just imagine what two years would be...possibly the death knell.

Lots of excuses...you're a lame duck!!!

The city has become some sort of small world where everyone is known by everyone. The only place where man can be incognito is in Morocco’s capital in Kampala...which the distinguished delegate from Butabika knows by another popular name. the amazing thing about this hangout is that one knows few people and few people know him. Guess it’s because everyone is pursuing socially acrimonious motives (calling it trapping the lamb)...and are disguising it with smoking... I will not talk about the quality of the main attractions lest regulars are bombed with competitors. Stay where you want to hangout...we desire no rivals.

Wingman's pledge...

Going to the beach on a Tuesday would be an incredible idea. The challenge is on...next Tuesday...I will be lying in the sand, listening to the waves and assimilating the rhythm...folks at work don’t envy me... I know too well that there will be lots of company at the beach. If you want me to find you there... the ground rules are; no cameras, I guess the rest you know like all amorous events...and will have fun.

simply awesome...???

Beer ni bora...not because I am a legendary pint imbibing creature. I have found pleasure in the company of wise men and these wise folks spend a good amount of time pricking their conscience with a bottle of Namibia’s finest.

philosophie...

The Nobel Prize for Literature...

Walking through a fire and never losing track, facing storms of spears and prevailing in the hardest of games. I am not referring to some sort of humdrum life of an environmentalist in a global warming campaign but rather the awesome life of a born winner.

born winner

In life you’ll always meet opposition, if you’re bad, the good will oppose you and if you’re good the bad will oppose you. it’s called the law of gravity! The wisest thing to do is to find your natural position.

Natural Jose

Kampala like many cities has become cosmopolitan and an intense mind will in no doubt win a prize for either Literature or Mathematics or both. Here is how it will happen…in the year 2012.

foretelling 2012

Ladies and hot girls of Stockholm stand up for the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature winner, Mr. Riquelme RB…(and the bewildered lasses in Kampala wondering how elephants learned to fly). Here is the story you might have missed. All his sane life, Mr. Riquelme invested a lot in music lessons that helped him to get some groovy kind of rhythm to his words. In the wee hours of the night in the company of a distinguished resident of Butabika, he mastered the art of storytelling and this coupled with his legendary love for the beat made him an exceptional story teller. With the help of his friend Zwelinzima, he was able to write the bestselling book “Chasing leather while singing ballads”.

entertaining yangas 

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal but not necessarily with the same level of intelligence, looks or swagger. Lori Greeley hide your Victoria secret models…because Solari is on leave. Well not because Solari is a prolific hunter but because his friend Ntshona Zwelinzima has discovered the Elixir for global warming and Solari is excited. Not that he had a Eureka moment running naked all over the room into the neighbors (he is too noble for that). Don’t dismiss this as crass and ignoble, because according to Zwelinzima, certain bodies emit more heat than others. This is common sense but since commonsense is not common but a less intimidating term for superior thinking. Zwelinzima argues that hot girls emit more heat than an average human being and provoke an increase in temperatures in their surroundings’ as well. Come to think of it, if a beautiful girl enters a room, then the pulse of all boys in the room will accelerate astronomically which will in turn increase the poor lads body temperatures and those of the environment. With your superior imagination…what would happen if 20 smoking hot girls were in one place at the same time.

how hot...need a Thermometer

Like I intimated earlier on, in life you will always meet opposition… and I am pretty sure that this compendium of knowledge will find opposition in many people minds… Let me introduce the elephant in this room, I am on a mission to teach you the art of tapping wisdom from the roots…am gone to Palms and Crocs for a sweating Windhoek.

Amigos at Palms and Crocs...here I come...