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Shave and a Haircut
I have found "my" new barber shop. I had a hard time finding a good place here at first; I made the mistake of trying beauty salons when really all I wanted was a barber shop. I had the same problem in Japan, and come to think of it, Japan was really horrible in this regard because if you walk into the wrong place, you might end up being there for hours (literally – my longest "stay" in a "fashionable" place was OVER 3 HOURS!). This is because they take service to a ridiculous level and serve you coffee before and maybe after your cut, plus sometimes take up to…
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Ganked
I haven’t read a newspaper since I stepped off the airplane last October, simply because I think it’s an obsolete format for news. As it turns out, not many people I meet around here read the newspaper, either. News around these parts travels by word of mouth, quicker than you might imagine. The other day I was shocked to hear that a policeman in a nearby town had been beaten to death by a local gang. The cop, who was in his fifties and off duty at the time, had asked a group of around 20 youths to keep it down at a restaurant. They responded by rushing his table…
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We are all made of stars
Not much to report here this week except that we had another barbecue today. I’m pretty sure I’m going to make this into a weekly thing, just because it kicks so much ass. Among other things, I cut up whole chickens and marinate them in soy sauce, sesame oil, fresh ground ginger, and a bit of sugar, then grill them at high temp. This caramelizes the sugar and makes the outside crispy and the inside tender and juicy. Most Thais just do not understand this flavor. That is, they cannot appreciate it because they either say it is salty (which it is on the outside), or does not taste Thai.…
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Supa
I think I may have found another absolute favorite video clip of all time: And it’s been up at YouTube since May of last year! How could I have missed until now?
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permission denied!
So this new anti-spam approach is such that pretty much all automated spam attempts are junked… but in less than a day, I’ve recorded over 20 spams entered by hand just on this blog and my brother’s! The funniest part of this is that none of those spam attempts were published to our blogs; they were automatically held for our approval by the system… Hell yeah! Take off, you hosers.
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Tweaks and Countermeasures
I’m fiddling with software settings in the background here, mostly to alleviate some of the hits our site is taking from comment spam, but also to improve usability on the admin side. If you have any problems with comments or notice anything strange, please let me know. I have also folded my moblog and the School of Rice blogs into archives here and here to simplify things (since they are no longer updated). Categories (on the sidebar) have been rearranged, but remain a poor way of finding specific posts. Using the search function is better for that. You can always contact me if you need help finding something; I can…
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Scary Mary
A children’s classic, remixed: While we’re on the subject, I might add: Though I spends me time In the ashes and smoke In this ‘ole wide world There’s no ‘appier bloke
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Addictive Flash Game Alert
Go develop your spidey sense! My best score out of three tries: 87.44 yards
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I saw the sign
As I said in my last post, the cows in my backyard were a sign, and who the hell am I to ignore a sign? Either God or the cows were telling me to have a barbecue. So I fired up my brand new GhettoGrill and much meat was consumed, and all was good with the world: T-bones (from NZ, frozen), pork ribs, fresh (still wriggling) prawns, hulihuli chicken (at least as I remember it), and assorted extras, including pumpkin, which as you can see above, I cared little about. By the way, it was one of the most pleasant evenings I’ve ever experienced here, with a cool (everyone else…
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Cows in my backyard update
There are more cows in my backyard! The sound of bells means the cows have come for a visit. I haven’t seen them since the last time I wrote about it, mostly because they usually stay on the far side of the irrigation ditch that separates our back wall from a dirt road running parallel to it, about 200 meters away. BTW, I love that old tree in the photo above as I have no idea what kind of tree it is, or even an inkling as to how old it is. This time, there was a dog herding them around, butI couldn’t get a clear photo of it. This…
