Happy Thanksgiving!

… words heard from not a single student today.
Surprise, surprise.
I think I’ve actually seen a real live turkey here in Mahasarakham, up in the forest near the fish sanctuary, but I’m too lazy to be bothered with the killin’ and pluckin’ and dressin’ and stuffin’ and roastin’ – Thanksgiving to me is more of a “Thanksgetting.” Getting stuffed and drowsy off the tryptophan (I choose to believe in the sleepy turkey effect. Even if it’s a placebo, it still makes me feel nice, you haters.) kicks ass. Candied yams and gravy kick ass. Even cranberry sauce tends to kick some ass, in moderation. Maybe what I miss most, though, is pumpkin pie. I swear I haven’t had a decent slice of pumpkin pie with freshly whipped cream for five or six years. “So,” you ask, “how does one cope with the lack of proper pilgrim food on Turkey Day?”
If living in Japan for twelve years taught me anything, it was coping skills.
If living in Japan for twelve years taught me anything, it was three letters: K F C
That’s right, Nam and I just came back from the only place in town to get mashed potatoes, cheesy fries, and New! Bite-sized! Spicy! Fish Bits.

this post really should be on twitter, but then it wouldn’t be in my archives….

Don’t you just hate that?
By effectively limiting entry size, Twitter makes you choose your words, which is a good thing… Sometimes too good, I think, because I end up using up all my (limited) wit over there. My blog is jealous, and rightly so. Now to the heart of this post:
There were two sea kayaks and sets of life jackets on the floor of the men’s room at school this morning. I briefly resisted the brief urge to test their precipitation resistance.

Q-bert’s Kids?

(as in, DJ Q-bert)
That’s the first thing I asked myself…

On the YouTube page, it says the girl (Sara) is 8 and her brother (Ryusei) is 5. Mad!
(this post was created when Big Ho came looking for this vid here when he actually saw it here, where I promptly visited and saw the first version of the video, which led me to the second version, shown above. the end.)

Several dreams came true

… and I will let you know all about them when I get a minute to write a real post. In the meantime, let me show you what happens when someone suggests I design my own window bars (security bars made of wrought iron/stainless steel):

Designed for opposing shutter-type windows by J. Yoshida, Esq.


It just occurred to me that showing a pregnant woman the video for Massive Attack’s Teardrop might not be the best idea in the world.

Intercepted – Congrats, Nutty!

If you attended our wedding or followed our progress here on this blog, you may remember who caught intercepted the bouquet at the wedding toss – yep, our good friend Nutty is getting married this Sunday in Ratchaburi. We are catching the VIP bus down to Bangkok tonight (arrives @ Mo Chit @ 3 AM). We’ll spend tomorrow catching up on Mexican grubbage if possible, and will drive out to “Ratburi” on Sunday to join the celebration, be merry, antagonize other guests with my perfected snoring patterns, and come back the next day.