YimSiam

Purachai seemed to last for bloody ever, man! Although in retrospect, oddly, the Purachai days were some of my very best in Thailand nightlife, for sure.

Since when did Thailand get so sensitive about a girl in her underwear?! Blocking out semi-nude body, but showing license plate, face, etc... That's not the Pattaya we know and love!

I figured the industry would be under fire for the increasing prevalence of ladyboys in all sectors, the rising price of beer, and the coyote phenomenon - but apparently, no. Different perspective, it seems.

Carnage is the word. Jayzus. Sometimes the outcomes of these attacks are so severe, you can imagine that the ISIS guys are thinking "God is on our side!" A simple act like driving a truck into a crowd needs virtually no preparation, technology, very little support - and yet results in 77 deaths, or more?! Appalling. And in little touristic Nice of all places - was there too months ago walking that same promenade, listening to the sea, enjoying nice food...

Well... in the sense that "accepting" means you end up 50 years later back in front of the same court going over the same shit again, yeah, then they graciously accepted the decision.

Preah Vihar, Preah Vihar.

I was ShebaMiles Gold on Ethiopian for a couple years - I had pretty much made it to the top, I figured.

I'm not so sure where th; i't e penicillin issue would be better, but hey - if you've got a good reason not to be involved with Nana nonsense, hold that reason tight, it's serving you well!

As a fully pretentious twat while traveling - when I can both live my VIP fantasies by sitting in biz class and visiting lounges, before returning to Normal Dude Who Travels A Bit status - I recently hit a Priority Pass associated lounge that had - fucking gasp - limits on free drinks (not related to 'has fallen down and cannot stand up" issues). Appalling, offensive, irrational, puritanical! This kind of thinking ends up with the Pope prohibiting The Pill wherever he can - just being a dick because he can. The fuckers. Airport biz lounges are good for virtually nothing, except: a sense of superiority enjoyed by the user; better aircon; possible newspapers on hand; lay-down seats; computer terminals attached to a broken printer; some embarrassing food that reflects poorly on whatever country is associated... and motherfucking $20 worth of drinks that I've in effect paid thousands for one way or another! Don't take that away from us; those slices of "meat" and "cheese" under a heat lamp already humiliate both of us enough... Now, biz lounges with smoking areas? Can be brutal - but the fact that half the visitors are in that tiny miserable corner means maybe you should give a little more space to the carcinogenically-inclined amongst us... If you can put an aircraft in the sky, and then figure out with very good reliability how to feces from the people on that plane projected out into space or wherever, you can blow a little smoke out of a room in an airport... Use fan and AC technology - and if that fails, put the TSA jackasses on punkah wallah duty, it can be worked out somehow...

Have spent the last handful of days well drunk and stupid in Bangkok, after months of clean living at work in Arab countries, booze-free. The costs that followed from that first drink upon arrival back in Bangkok are staggering - the city may score high on the cheap beer ranking, but it definitely finds other ways to exact its toll.

Kazakhstan's got space stuff - launch pads, landing pads, that kind of thing. That's what Thailand needs to compete - by this time next year, a world-class launch facility for space exploration. That'll do the trick. Why would you even want to be on the UNSC? You spend your days either looking like a lapdog for following the hegemon, or you spend your day getting vetoed by the same. Lose-lose - and the seats are crap, too, like an elementary school classroom. No, I wouldn't take that job if they asked me to.

Dickheads, through and through, who are right now finding out well and truly just what dicks they are, if there is indeed an afterlife and some sort of order to it. Fucknuts. Fucking Kyrgyz, really? Gotta come on down from the edge of the earth, and pull something like this because it's the right and necessary thing to do? Go fuck yourselves. Fly Turkish, it's good, giant, reasonably okay for service and I figure they're pretty much safe, except on the rare occasions when they're not - but this was an airport issue, not a company issue, I'd say. I haven't followed the details, but it seems this kind of attack - outside the first of the individual-check security lines - would be hard to stop, given that it just takes vests and guns, and everyone is milling about with luggage, etc... Turkish: Widen Your World...

guess it used to be what happened in papua, stayed in papua - out of control, out of sight. Guess digital cameras are bringing us closer together than we've ever been, us and the Papuans over there - isn't it wonderful? Everyone in the world looks up at the same moon at night - and when soldiers come to a backwards village they don't like, everyone gets the shit kicked out of them and humiliated in remarkably similar ways all the world over.

Assholes.

And that croc - fuck, imagine the regular diet he has to eat to maintain his size. Fucking fuck.

Once again, Australia in a nutshell... You can't make this shit up.

That pesky criminal record popping up again, eh? Fuck 'em anyway, and their ipads...

In my ongoing search for the best hotel in Thailand, it's rare these days that I end up anywhere that could be considered for the 'Worst of' list, fortunately. Perhaps it's time I got back to real slumming, accommodation-wise... I did stay at some dump in Pattaya some time ago, air con was completely dead, just a wheezing dusty beast pumping out hot air - it was on a New Year somehow, I ended up with one of the last girls available, straight from the street. The king bed was two soft twins pushed together, and we were sweaty as fuck, constantly falling into the chasm between the ever-shifting twins. I have a polaroid of me and that girl from just before heading into that room - a sweet thing actually, if a bit past her prime, i don't mind that. what I remember most was one thing she said, with feeling: "You want fuck my ass? You Can!" Ah, memories. YimSiam PS: I did not, it turned out - between a bottle or two of whiskey, the heat, and the unreliable geography of the bed, things just went south until I passed out - and woke up hot, dry, miserable. I don't go to Pattaya anymore for Christmas or New Year - Bangkok either for that matter - in fear of a repeat of that experience. My head hurts just thinking about it.

Update: the mom of the kid in this story finally got out of jail after four years plus I think, ran into her on the sidewalk on Soi 11 as I came out from getting a haircut in the middle of the day - still the same unsinkable lady, though now looking a bit worse for wear and probably not much luck looking for farang these days with her looks pretty worn. But glad to see her out and about - and her daughter is healthy and happy, just another luuk kreung kid going to school in Isaan, daughter of a mystery farang dad... Gave her some walking money and wished her well, was a great reminder of the old times, the good times, the mad times...

You can tell them to slow it down a bit, and stretch it into a rather prolonged period of relaxation... In other news - competition in Switzerland! Blow job tea house hits Geneva: http://metro.co.uk/2016/06/24/theres-now-a-cafe-where-you-can-enjoy-your-cup-of-coffee-with-a-side-of-oral-sex-5964410/

At least the guys now have an excuse for why they came back from Thailand with dicks dripping pus - 'shouldn't have swam in the street, I suppose!'

I've been living in places with the same nearly-free cigs for years now - I might quit in New York or Europe, but as long as they are nearly free, price doesn't come into it. It's the free cancer they are rumored to give that gets me worried, plus other health issues... yellow teeth... cigarette smell in my clothes. But hey, they also give me four minutes by myself 20 times a day, which sometimes feels worth whatever price I pay - nothing like a cloud of smoke to keep unwanted people at bay...

I did Black Sails. As noted above - sincere commitment to T&A by the makers of that show. It was not bad - T&A and otherwise. Only late in episodes did I realize it's all prequel to Treasure Island - which makes it interesting somehow. You learn the same lesson with this series that you'd learn on a lost weekend in Bangkok: Whores can be clever creatures!

There were always allegations that the cats must have been doped up to be laying around like that, but who knows - I assume they were declawed, don't know about defanged, but those are pretty big animals to simply trust wholeheartedly with irritating guests all day... I haven't seen anything about drugs being found either - and you figure that the quantity to keep a bunch of tigers docile would probably be significant and hard to overlook, so maybe there weren't any. Never did make a trip myself, but frankly did find the idea of being so close to such big cats a pretty interesting proposition - guess now it'll only be in Laos and Cambodia and Myanmar and China for a while!

(Of course, my suspicion of the Israeli Catholic Arab transgender individual is that 'she' was actually born a Buddhist Thai male - but then again, that's what I always suspect...)