We have several guests arriving next week, including my brother and sister from the states. We were going to pick them up in Bangkok and head to the beach, possibly Koh Samet, but that seems impossible now that they’ve effectively destroyed all the beaches and marine life with the oil spill.
I guess we’ll have to go somewhere else so we don’t have to smell the seafood for oil before we eat it as recommended by government officials. You can’t make this shit up.
Even if you could smell crude oil on a deep-fried delicacy, does anyone even know what the chemical dispersants smell like? Because they probably aren’t very good for you either, seeing how they can kill coral and that “laboratory experiments showed that dispersants increased toxic hydrocarbon levels in fish by a factor of up to 100…”
@ the Cobra Village in Khon Kaen, Thailand
We have a lot of guests coming from overseas in August, so I’m sure we’ll go there again soon. I want to write more about this, but I just don’t have the time today on this fine Lazy Sunday.
The guy running the train ride understands kids better than most of the grade school teachers I’ve met.
We’ve been having a lot of funky weather like this recently:
A few weeks ago, I spent an afternoon collecting money from students for textbooks and I used spare moments in between to create this:
Of course, it was immediately confiscated by the little boss:
She said I better have her money, “rain, shine, or snow.”
I like how people in a sane world can use certain words and not totally lose their shit. Besides, it’s a warm & fuzzy single action.
…and the biggest eggplants of this round Asian variety I have ever seen.
This is, however, the only vineyard I’ve ever seen with fake grapevines (presumably for evergreen photo props).