Here are some things. Otto says hi.
Michelada is a Mexican cerveza preparada made with beer, lime juice, tomato juice (or Clamato), and assorted sauces, spices, and peppers can be added for a Chelada .It is served in a chilled, salt-rimmed glass. Micheladas are considered a good remedy for hangovers. In Mexico City,
the most common form of a Michelada is prepared with beer, lime, salt,
and particular hot sauces or chile slices. There are several other
optional ingredients such as Maggi, Worcestershire sauce, Chamoy powder, Chile Serrano, Clamato, or slices of orange. The outcome can be explosive and somewhat irritant to the untrained stomach.
Ah, Bangkok Post - your sensitive, timely supplements at the very chaotic height of
the Bangkok
flood disaster makes me want to stab people I don't even know.
Seriously, read that glossy slap in the face. An infinity pool. Flood water level at the very tip of banks. No connection whatsoever.
Look, stop pussy-footing around. Just tell me - can bring my fucking dog?
Not pictured: Hedge, Pepsi, popular three legged soi dog. He can run like fuck and all. Seriously.
Self explanatory.
Plastic seafood in a bucket. Once again, self explanatory.
Zoos are really good places to go and learn about animal conservation and some other stuff and monkeys and whatever and to fire MP5 BB guns.
Pictured: MP5 BB gun, back sweat.
I like brands that by means of their very name furnish you with a bold, comforting illusion that you are making a shitload of money whilst you wipe my ass.
Warm water shower toilet seat. "Do not disassemble, MODIFY or repair this product." Some seriously amazing fine print worth your perusal.
Welcome to the future of defecation. A little nozzle shot water up where it shouldn't have. Low temperature burns were sustained.
A television in the window of an ultra hip shop, one situated in the newest department store in Bangkok.
The television is playing an endless loop of a cat in a plastic bag.
Too cheap to even show a loop of a cat in a plastic bag, this proprietor just felt it was enough to stick a picture of Ronald McHitler on the glowing screen. Only the end of day tally will tell the real tale.
Aptly blurred photo of sign for Don't Drink Drive Foundation, Bangkok.
You can't just read Samuel Beckett. Actually, you can - just get Sal 9000/Ms Schroeder to point out the grimly humorous bits elsewhere.
Happy 84th Birthday day. Don't mention anyone upstairs giving the nod for the Red Saurs to train death their squads on wat grounds in order to massacre students in 1976, find suitable protective glasses and wear pink.
Joint Thai/US Military Research and Develpment Centre cards from 1969. I bought them in a Thai market for a song. Good Cold War cards. The Cold War really gave us a lot that people are just not thankful about. The first Gameboy was invented at Checkpoint Charlie. The VC practically invented Skype and Reagan really did say well a lot
Flood. Devastating flood.
Royal Thai Military dealing with the flood.
Don't shoot the guy in the ass who shouldn't be picking flowers in the first place.
The workers that erected this sign were - once the sign was erected - promptly fined.
Diamonds are indeed forever. Plastic used toilet tissue bin as well.
This man floated out to sea on this and never returned. No shit. I can't add much. I just want you to stare at this for a while.
Joy is BMW. They both have three letters in their respective words. That's neat, too.
A veritable riot of flavor, disappointment.
This is arty stuff.
What can I say? I like good pillars.
Chiang Mai street art with words and images that means stuff once a fortnight or something.
Demigod billionaires are right in pointing at tweaked Theravada Buddhism - what other kind is there? - and asking the poor to be content with their lot. What's that saying? Give a man a gun and he can rob a bank. Give a man a bank and he can rob the world. Something something something yeah.
People don't realise that the first big Buddhist monasteries in India actually also functioned as mercantile institutions. Small loans and investment etc. Buddha was the CEO of Buddhism. Awesome. Always liked that. Theravada Buddhism added lots of neat stuff too, but just look at the arty picture.
Pictured: wanker with wanker phone.
I tried to steal these from outside the Wat but the monk with the box of Malboros had my number. Who was that monk?
This is that monk, sans Malboro. That hat indicates that he is awesome and some awesome stuff is going happen any minute. Stay awesome. Awesome.
Fair enough.
This wasn't my fault. I was just trying to get a cab to Chula, and then the whole street become some children in fascist/bondage/xmas cake apparel marching a green Teletubbie to his place of execution.
Hands Across America in Southeast Asia followed.
A miniature mock general with angry concubines.
What are you supposed to say? I mean, I can't function with this kind of shit going on. Who's behind all this? Shut it down.
Santa comforting the soon to be executed red Teletubbie.
Duchamp, Cravan et al. would have really dug this Dada approach. Ludicrous, expensive unfood at 10,000 feet. I was genuinely stoked. Dada has not really been reevaluated by many contemporary Southeast Asian Artists.
The Widow/Mrs Schroeder dances an Irish jig. A big rock is rock-like.
Xmas eve. I had an argument with an old Thai guy that reckoned it was 2011. It turned out that it actually was 2011. Fancy that.
Bought these from a vendor in the deep south of Thailand. Both myself and Muslim vendor laughed our asses off at this purchase. High water mark for inter-cultural/religious relations.
Some dickhead passerby was trying to explain to me what happens when you get shot in the head with a rifle. Driveling on about Gary Busey, Gary Oldman and some Kim Jong Il guy, too.
Electric Dreams is a forgotten classic.
Electric Dreams claims another victim. Sal 9000/Ms Schroeder on the camera. covering the Changover to be.
Sal 9000/Mrs Schroeder wanted you to see this Corolla.
Sal 9000/Mrs Schroeder said "It's a Corolla. You can tell because they write it on the sides."
Sal 9000/Mrs Schroeder's gratuitous monkey silhouette shot.
Some passerby poses with Arnold Schwarzenegger at the Zoo rifle range. This dick followed me everywhere. Not the pictorial rendering of the Gubernator, the other guy.
Is this a gibbon or something? He's read too much Samuel Beckett and all. Cheer up: you have a stupid looking head and people like looking at it. Could be worse.
That same asshole passerby again, this time giving directions to a Japanese tourist.
No one had the heart to tell him the war was over. The soldier had kept his rifle in perfect working order. Good job.
