Rain, Rain, Go Away!
Posted by: bkksoul on: May 30, 2007
- In: Mad Rabbit| Music| Wanderlust
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So I’m bumming in Phuket (again) and you’d think the apocolypse has arrived because the clouds are choking up the sky and drenching the island in a torrential downpour, which is pretty much all it’s done since we first arrived four days ago. Every morning since then I’ve woken up, looked out the window facing the villa swimming pool, and seen this.
Yeah, not exactly the tropical seaside paradise I thought I’d be enjoying my last week of vacation before school starts. But, ah well, there it is. I gotta say, though, that swimming in the rain is a pretty novel experience. While everyone else is trying to dash between the drops, you can just go on doing your thing since you’re, well, sopping wet already.
Things that Suck
Posted by: bkksoul on: May 19, 2007
- In: Family| Life| Randomness
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The mirrored elevators at Siam Paragon bug me to no end. Not only does it make for a sorta/kinda awkward situation when everyone in the elevator is looking ahead and trying to not look at the reflection of the person standing next to them, but it also reveals for everyone in the elevator to see if you’ve committed a faux pas or not.
[In the elevator at Siam Paragon]
THAI WOMAN
How come you no take me for vacation?
FARANG GUY
Because I’m busy with work.
THAI WOMAN
Why we not go for small vacation?
We go for few day only.
FARANG GUY
(considering)
Okay.
Maybe a short vacation to Hong Kong or Singapore?
THAI WOMAN
(shakes head)
No, no, no.
Not Asia.
France.
(excitedly)
I want to fry to France!
JASON
(elbows Lynn hard)
LYNN
(bursts out laughing)
JASON
(stares ahead with nary an expression on his face)
THAI WOMAN
(glowers at Lynn in mirrored elevator)
LYNN
(stares meekly at shoes)
Lucky Numbers
Posted by: bkksoul on: May 11, 2007
- In: Family| Thailand| Weirdness
- 8 Comments
A few weeks ago I dreamt of my grandmother, or Ah-Ma, as I called her, when she was alive. In the dream, she was bustling around, healthy as can be, which was something of a surprise because in the last few years of her life my grandmother’s many illnesses had rendered her bedridden.
“Ah-Ma, you look so healthy,” I gushed. “How old are you now?”
“Seventy-eight,” she said.
And that’s all I remember. I can’t even recall if she did the jig or floated down on wings or gave me some grand prophetic advice on how to conquer the world. All I remember from that dream is the number 78. Yeah, I know — pretty pathetic, huh.
But try telling that to my mom and aunt, both of whom are Superstitious with a capital S. I guess that’s not much of a surprise — Thais are notorious for their almost zealous superstitiousness, and my mom and aunt are no exception. When they heard about my dream, they poked and prodded, trying to whittle out every last possible detail (“Uh, I think Ah-ma’s shirt was white…or was it yellow?”). I told them it was all pretty hopeless since I plain suck when it comes to dreams, always forgetting them within seconds of waking up; all that remains are a few wisps of conversation and a general gist of what went down, if I’m lucky. Usually it’s more of a big blank.
Still, despite the paltry details, my mom and aunt were positive my grandmother was trying to tell them something.
They were convinced my grandmother wanted them to buy lottery tickets.
Mr. Samaritan Lends a Hand
Posted by: bkksoul on: May 2, 2007
- In: Life
- 9 Comments
Well, you know you’ve reached a whole new level of patheticness when Hanson posts a comment on your MySpace page advertising a site called FreeSingleNetwork.com.
I know — those bastards! They even tried to make it all cutesy by adding a little emoticon and graphic of two carrot-nosed people chatting to each other online, face-to-face, which, I must add, is so totally lame because who the hell does that? Pfft, like I’d really fall for that.
I am so not pimping their music for them anymore. Except maybe for this song. And this one, because they (the songs, not Hanson — those bastards!) can make me smile even after spending a good hour trying to haul my car out of a very wet, very deep, very muddy ditch.
Which is what I did today.
How Not to Act When in Public
Posted by: bkksoul on: April 28, 2007
- In: Food| Friends
- 10 Comments
Highlights (or should I say lowlights) from dinner last Saturday with Jup, Matt, and Akira at the Rio Grill:
[While discussing garbled signs from around the world]
JUP
I once saw this sign in China that said:
“The slippery are always crafty.”
LYNN
I once saw a sign in Siam Square advertising
a massage parlor called Miss Puke.
[Wholesome-looking Scandinavian family
with two young kids in tow sits down at a nearby table]
AKIRA
I once saw a sign in Japan that said:
“Please do not flash the toilet.”
(Scandinavian kids look on as
four twenty-somethings erupt in a fit of giggles)
Un Après-Midi à La Plage
Posted by: bkksoul on: April 16, 2007
- In: Thailand| Wanderlust
- 8 Comments
“I’ve always thought that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone and live more simply
I have no idea what’s happened to that dream
‘Cos there’s really nothing left here to stop me…”
–Life for Rent by Dido
Pimping the Family Hotel
Posted by: bkksoul on: April 14, 2007
I’m Off…
Posted by: bkksoul on: April 11, 2007
…to Phuket in an hour! I’ve already been there four times this past year, but I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of the place, which is a good thing, I guess, since this time I’m going to be there for a whole week. I’ll try to blog while I’m there, especially since I’m now officially on vacation and have absolutely NOTHING to do. DID YOU HEAR THAT, LAST TERM?!
NOTHING!!!
To Whom It May Concern (Part 4)
Posted by: bkksoul on: April 9, 2007
To Last Term:
So when they said dental school was going to be tough, I thought it was just going to be tough. Not TOUGH-tough. Just tough. But now I know the truth. Now the shades have been lifted. La vie en rose and all that. Now, thanks to you, I have a very clear picture of what lies in store for me these next four years.
TIMBERRR!!!
I can’t help but wonder if you were an extra in Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers. God knows you’re certainly tall enough. Plus, you’ve got that whole ominous look down pat. Sometimes, if I stare at you and concentrate really hard, I can almost imagine an army of orcs fleeing in the opposite direction, intimidated and scared shitless by your nefarious aura. Or maybe that’s just me. (I have a really active imagination.)
Despite our time together, I really don’t have much else to say to you, except thanks for ruining my social life. But all is not lost, for the exams have been penciled in, the wicked towers have toppled, and now the socially repressed dental student is FREEEE! Oh yes, I’ll have you know that you will be the last thing on my mind when I sit around bumming by the beach this Thursday.
Oh, and as long as we’re being truthful — having our warm little Dr. Phil moment here — I freely admit that during our hellish four months together I might have uttered a cuss word or two (hundred) in your name.
But I’m not sorry at all, you bastard!
Unapologetically yours,
Lynn
Calling All Foodies
Posted by: bkksoul on: February 14, 2007
- In: Randomness
- 8 Comments
Gotta pimp my girl Jup’s recently launched blog — Jup’s Pintoh — because not only does it have such pretty pictures of food, but nobody else knows Bangkok cuisine quite like Jup does. For reals.
;)
Good Times
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