Wow… memories…
Category: Videos
RMU Freshman Molam Performance
Taken (shakily, sorry!) at dinner gathering for the International Conference on Science and Social Science / International Conference on Science and Agricultural Technology held at Rajabhat Maha Sarakham University in Thailand.
Being MC for an event means you get the closest seat to the stage!
I announced that it’s common practice to tip the performers if you like them, and I think the girls and the band made out pretty well…
Japanese Jedi
This video just keeps getting better and better. Pink wakizashi!
(via my pal Azumi on FB)
VEGAN BLACK METAL CHEF
The only thing worse than the Thai interpretation of American food is the American interpretation of Thai food — THAT SHIT IS NOT PAD THAI, YO! (but it is so fucking metal!)
In other news, Satan’s kitchen helper needs a goddamn spell checker, like chaotic badly.
somebody to praise…
I can listen to this non-stop for hours (of course, I can watch Mickey Mouse Playhouse non-stop for hours when one of the babies is sick, so…)
A great alternative title for this track would be, “You’ve come a long way, Pillow”
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Soylent Brown is… Unkoburger?
And I thought Max’s coining of the term, “unko hot dog” was genius… This takes it to a whole new level.
This is what I felt like doing, all week
If I weren’t such a well-tempered and patient individual, I’d have maimed several people this week.
Spraying insecticide, again
When I ventured out this morning to buy the kid’s breakfast, sticky rice and barbecued pork skewers (which have gone up in price universally to 5 baht per skewer — they were still 3 baht at some places up until a couple months ago), I drove though a fog hovering in the neighborhood behind ours. Even with the windows closed, I got a whiff of Raid and realized they were fumigating the area again. I hurriedly went to buy the food — in an yet unsprayed area — and rushed back home.
Nam said she’d just heard a pickup driving around blasting a message from the local government, so that meant they were coming to spray at our house, too. It was just past 7:30, about an hour before we usually take Max to school near our house, and Mina to her school near Nam’s university. But the spray man was coming, so we had to get them out. I got them dressed while Nam packed their bags, then I got them in the car and strapped them in their seats. I got the car running and pulled it out onto the street in front of the house, pointed away from the direction they were coming. Nam came running out with the bags, got in the car and pulled away… I stood there watching them leave in my boxers, and exactly one minute later heard the sound of insect doom: