Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
When we visited Monterey last month, both Max and Mina got to hold one of George’s birds during the Good Old Days festival in Pacific Grove.
Max drew a very nice picture of a tropical bird today and when I asked him what kind of bird it was, he answered, “George’s bird.” Good memory, Max!
…so hey, fuck you and your stupid attempts to listen to music legally. On the other hand, BitTorrent works quite well, so hey, fuck you, too. The music industry (as we know it), the movie industry, and copyright in general will be dragged into a completely new system, no doubt kicking and screaming, but hopefully within our lifetimes. Anything less would be a massive failure on our part, tantamount to the way we were handed down reefer madness and the war on drugs.
Hunting is a lot like fishing since fishing is basically waiting.
But it’s boring the hell out of me and my Illustrator skills are kinda crusty. In the meantime, this is the most entertaining website I’ve seen in eons: INCREDIBOX
Stacks and stacks of it.
Porn is a common nickname in Thailand.
This resort is on the beach but the rooms face a small village. In the light of dawn it looked like a shantytown. Went swimming in the ocean while it was raining and it was awesome; I was alone in a warm bath taking a cold shower.
