I have often wondered about this; how does advertising work? How does the advert of a company’s good/product make me, Ijeoma, buy that good/product? And believe me, I have seen plenty marvellous adverts especially on Youtube; Van Damme’s epic split, The T-Mobile Welcome Back ad… If I continue, space no go dey.
I think I am back to regular programming. I sincerely apologise for the break in transmission and I promise to do better from here on out… It is like Olatoxic said in this here post, I Forgot, I just forgot how to write. *sigh* So, I want to talk about Jimi Agbaje joining the… Continue reading Voting the man not the party
There is another edition of Kingslife’s Quarterly Breakfast Prayer Meeting coming up on the 2nd of August and you and yours are very invited. It is tagged “Exploring The Deep Secrets of God“. It’s on Saturday, August 2, 2014 by 8am prompt. Ministering – Funlola Craig and Funso Ige. Venue – NECA House, Plot A2, Hakeem… Continue reading Quarterly Breakfast Prayer Retreat
I think it was Tamara who first gave me a Sara Bareilles song titled Gravity a few years ago. Some people or someone danced to it in one of those shows and she wanted me to listen to the song. I was taken in by the song and some of her other songs since then.… Continue reading Sara Bareilles – BrAvE
I want to write about #BringBackOurGirls and Jack Bauer in Sambisa. I want to write about our president and about Nigeria. I want to write about how many things need to be done in this country and I want to rant and rant and rant… But I am angry and helpless and a little tired.… Continue reading Doing This For A Friend…
Sister Anne, if I have thanked you before, it’s all good but I want to thank you again. My life was/is blessed because you came my way. I won’t ever forget you. I love you. My bestest regards to the crew and happy birthday to your girls in a few days… 🙂 Hello… Continue reading THE SECRET PLACE
I first read this story when I was a teenager trying to decide if I was going to be serious about this Christianity of a thing I was born into. I went to church because I couldn’t very well say to my parents, “No, I don’t want to go to church”. That was like a… Continue reading The Donut Master