Buses painted like these are a common sight at highway rest stops in Thailand, but this just might be the worst I’ve ever seen.
Author: Justin
Favorite topping
Breakfast of champions: Char siu and crispy pork combo plate with two cloves of industrial strength stankbreath on top.
Christmas Day 2011
I got around to pulling photos from the camera today, so here’s what we did for Christmas this year:
Yes, the fish sanctuary/Buddhist temple. This is one of Max’s favorite places to visit now.
Isan X-mas 2011
I haven’t been home for Christmas for so many years now, I only miss it in theory. Living in Japan and Thailand, I work on western holidays if it falls on work days, and often forget about many of them. Christmas is celebrated (read: utilized for marketing purposes, just like in the west) just enough here that I’ve never forgotten about it, but we don’t celebrate it really. At most, we go out as a family, as we did today… which is of course the most important part of the holidays, anyway.
I’ll be going on a trip to Chonburi and Pattaya from 5 AM tomorrow for a few days, to visit students interning at hotels and resorts, tourist police stations and Tourism of Thailand offices. I might even have time to moblog, which is such a rare occasion for me that even the word itself has almost disappeared.
More dead flash
It seems my flash memory karma went to hell. After having to trash the new fake Kingston USB drive I bought, the 8GB Samsung Micro SD card in my HTC decided to crap out, taking with it a bunch of cool photos I wanted to post… Lost perhaps forever, until I have access to a NAND reader in the future.
Wouldn’t you know it, I was thinking about backing up the photos just the day before it went bad… Dammit.
Produced Forthwith
Yesterday, out of nowhere, Mina came to my desk and said, “Here, daddy.”
She then handed me my passport.
As in, arguably the single most important document I possess living overseas.
I do not know where she got it; I’m just glad she didn’t throw it away or color in all the pages…
Bug Macros
Here are some photos of Max’s playmates from the other day.
Meanwhile, Nam is supervising graduation rehearsals at her university all weekend, so I’m watching the kids.
…your plan against the ghetto backfired.
The title of this post is from the best song on the best rap album ever made.