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This is, quite simply, the coolest urinal I have ever seen (and I have seen my fair share of urinals, son). This was located at the floating market located a couple hours from Bangkok, Damnoen Saduak, which was incidentally well worth the trip. A lot of people said it was a tourist trap so I was kind of wary at first, but all I can say is: Racing longtail boats down narrow canals! Monitor lizards basking in the sun! Awesome urinals!

Screwy Weather

Two days ago it was like spring had been kickstarted, sunny and warm (so sunny and warm that it created a huge fogbank on the coast, where it met with the cool air – it was like a huge cloud had set on the city).
Yesterday it was cold, winter cold.
Today it is sunny. Well, it was sunny fifteen minutes ago. Now I’m looking at a full-blown snowstorm outside the office windows.
Mother Nature sure can be a fickle bitch.
UPDATE: Now it’s sunny AND snowing. Which is actually kinda cool.

Monday Fantasy #275

One of these would really cut down on my commuting time in the morning (nothing like a fusillade of 40mm grenades to inspire more judicious use of gas pedals…). Plus, I could ship it to Thailand in October and mount it on an elephant, ala Suryothai.
You know what’s cool about going to the movies in Thailand (other than being able to choose your own seats via touchscreen, and drink beer from glasses)? Before the movie starts, a short tribute to the king is shown, during which everybody rises and (if I remember correctly) puts their hand across their chest ala the Pledge of Allegiance. And I mean everybody, even those little asian jungle punks sitting in the front row wearing LINKIN PARK shirts and throwing popcorn around and shit. Everybody shows respect. That’s kind of cool to watch, even if you feel kind of weird participating in it the first couple of times..

Red Alert

If your name is Chris, and you are Chinese (and you are studying medicine in Chicago and dating my little sister), you need to see this:
Peanut Kiss Not Cause of Death for Quebec Girl
Why the coroner waited until now to reveal this news is unclear, as is the reason why the “test results” are taking so goddamn long. We should obviously not be expecting the hit show CSI:Quebec anytime soon, I am thinking.
Anyway, Chris is a real nice guy, but I suspect that’s more of a survival requirement than anything else, since people who he pisses off can get revenge by simply shooting him with Skippy-tipped bullets… And remember, all of you – I won the right (via rock-scissors-paper) fair and square to administer the Epi-pen shot, Vincent Vega style.

Knows Best

Would you take sleeping pills on your drive back home? It appears that some people do.
I can attest to the fact that Ambien works – I bummed one off my mom when we were in Bangkok, partly because I was all nerves and couldn’t sleep, and partly because I was curious. I can also attest to the fact that Ambien should not be used when drinking. “Don’t take it with alcohol,” my mom said. Of course, I took it with alcohol.
I woke up sometime in the early morning and puked on my pillow, very matter-of-factly. Like in a “I feel the need to regurgitate and shall do so, calmly, right here and now on this very pillow since I do not have the strength to go to the toilet” kind of way. Then I fell asleep again, face down.
I woke up the next morning with something dry and crusty matted in my hair and stuck to the side of my face. Nam was less than amused.
sometimes, mother knows best.