| Freezing |
[Dec. 23rd, 2005|03:55 pm] |
I'm officially acclimated.
Thais have been wandering around Bangkok for the past few weeks complaining about how freezing cold it is. Of course, I thought this was funny and thought the weather felt great....until yesterday.
I was chilled to the bone. I was wearing TWO sweaters and still cold. I knew my body must really be used to the weather here because I guessed the weather was probably only in the 60s. Well, I just checked...the weather was really about 70 degrees (low of 66, high of 73).
I'm now freezing at 70 degrees. |
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| A Perfect 10 |
[Nov. 16th, 2005|06:42 pm] |
Just curious if anyone else has a rating system. I have a little game or habit of, sometimes when I'm walking down the street), rating people on a fuckability score of 1 to 4. A 3 means "yes". A 4 is an emphatic "YES!". A 2 means "under normal circumstance no, but they might be attractive enough to qualify if I was drunk and horny". A 1 means "no".
But I cheat my own system a lot, so there are a lot of 3.5s and 1.9s and 2.1s and 5s.
And no, I've never actually slept with someone that I first rated.
Do other people do anything like this? |
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| Words |
[Oct. 24th, 2005|03:41 pm] |
I'm wondering how often people think in language. I think sometimes people must think in words and sometimes they think in thoughts without ever verbalizing, or silently languagizing it.
Like if you think you're going to go to the refrigerator to get a beer do you think: "I'm going to the refrigerator to get a beer" in words, or do you just kind of think of the concept of you wanting to get up and go get a beer?
It popped in my head because I realize that, even though my Thai is far from fluent, whenever I'm counting something in my head I automatically do it in Thai instead of English. So I'm definitely using language when I'm counting something. It's a "one, two, three" kind of thing instead of a big meta-quotes "one, two three" kind of thing.
But if you're trying to decide if you want to wear your blue shirt or your red shirt, maybe you just pick the one you want by thinking the concept or the thought without thinking it in actual words.
I'm pretty sure people do it both ways, but I wonder how often...like if it's a 10%/90% or 90/10 or 50/50 or 0.01/99.99 or whatever? |
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| When It Hit Me |
[Oct. 15th, 2005|05:24 pm] |
So I'm on my lunch break and I go to the bookstore to pick up some pleasure reading. I end up buying a book on interpreting Thai temple murals because the subject sounds completely fascinating.
Then while I'm eating lunch, book sitting in the bag next to me, I'm thinking about comparative linguistics and pondering over Proto Indo European, the common ancestor to Latin and Sanksrit.
This is when it hits me...I really am a nerd. |
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| McSession |
[Oct. 3rd, 2005|07:45 pm] |
I've developed a (possibly short-lived) obsession with McDonald's jeans.
I'm not sure if they wear these in America. Or maybe they've been wearing them everywhere for like 5 years....I'm not exactly a loyal, regular McDonald's patron. But I went into a McDonald's recently and all the staff wear jeans, and the back stitching over the pockets is golden arches.
I want a pair of jeans...jeans that look almost completely normal, but...if you take a second look at the stitching you realize that they're actually a minature version of those giant M's.
They may be my new favorite pants. My current favourite pants are khaki levi's that used to be corduroy-ish but they've been worn so much that now they look like paper-thin beige denim with raggedy ankles. |
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| Hymen Restoration |
[Sep. 28th, 2005|07:24 pm] |
My friend (American) told me that his sister has booked herself for a breast lift to reverse the effects of breastfeeding two kids. He told her that she should have come to Bangkok because you can get high quality medical care so cheaply here...especially plastic surgery.
So upon searching the web, we came across these gems:
HYMENORRAPHY - Restore virginity through hymen reconstruction
http://www.yanhee.net/serv_subplastic10.htm
And it's only $250!
LABIAPLASTY
A surgical procedure of re-shaping the outer appearance of the vagina for a natural contour, define and symmetric look to boost self esteem and enhance sexual pleasure.
The price tag?
Only $200
Some of my other favorites:
Silicone implant in penis Cost 150.- US $
Labia Augmentation (Flap) Cost 1,800.- US $
Escision siliconema Scrotal Flap Cost 2,200.- US $
Penile Contouring Cost 400.- US $
Lipofilling of Penis 800.- US $
Augmentation Phalloplasty by scrotal Flap or by Fat Flap (GA) 2,500.- US $
Penile elongation (GA) 2,000.- US $
Penile enlargement (with groin tissue) 1,800.- US $
Urethral Lengthening Vaginectomy 1,600.- US $
Urethral Prefabrication 1,500.- US $
Free Flap Phalloplasty 5,500.- US $ |
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| What's up doc? |
[Sep. 23rd, 2005|10:07 am] |
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Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"? |
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| Typhoon Destroys Hamptons |
[Sep. 4th, 2005|04:14 pm] |
3 September -- A massive typhoon caused widespread destruction in the Hamptons. Hundreds of residents were stranded for up to three hours, while they awaited the arrival of 10,000 troops who were immediately deployed.
While many estates have been completely obliterated, residents are being well-taken care of. All refugees are currently being housed in five-star hotels across New York and the New England states. The federal government will fund all accommodation, and the hotels have pledged to offer free dining at all of their outlets for the duration of the displaced individuals' stay. They will also enjoy complimentary use of all hotel facilities such as the fitness center and swimming pools and will receive a complimentary massage or spa treatment once per week.
While the destruction is extensive, authorities estimate a rapid recovery. To ensure that residents can return home as quickly as possible, the state government is fully subsidizing a 70 percent increase in the manpower of construction crews, above the number of workers which would normally be provided according to insurance payouts.
"The catastrophe is utterly indescribable" explained survivor Elena van Beau McShellafadie. "I was having a champagne cocktail on our third floor verandah, when I saw one of the gazebos fly across the lawn towards the servants quarters. The water just poured around the building. I spent almost 45 minutes on the roof before the helicopter lift finally arrived."
Public outreach has helped to mitigate the devastation. The American Jewellers Association has already pledged $4 Million to build a lapis-lazuli-encrusted monument to the disaster. Chairman Michael Wellford stated, "We all joined in tears at the sight of our nation's most cherished citizens faced with such unimaginable tragedy. This monument is our statement of solidarity. It's a way for us to show that we care about our fellow Americans." |
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| Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Sex |
[Aug. 10th, 2005|07:14 pm] |
Why Giant Tortoises Need GPS:
Cavorting with the reptiles. Only two places in the world have giant tortoises. One is the Galapagos, and the other are the Seychelles. I've run into these gargantuan Seychellois everywhere, but the naturalist at this one exclusive resort is explaining the intricacies of turtle sex.
You can tell a male from a female because the undershell of the male curves inward. He's got to be able to mount the female.
Apparently most of the time when you see turtles mating, things aren't as they appear. There's only successful penetration about 20% of the time, so it's all kind of hit and miss. As the naturalist explained, luckily humans aren't tortoises or we'd need GPS. |
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| Sailor's Life for Me |
[Aug. 5th, 2005|07:05 pm] |
I cling to the metal railing with my left hand. My right hand holds a death grip on the metal ladder. The heavy wooden bench behind me jumps up and slams back down again six inches away. Saltwater splashes into my face as I puke the morning's mango into the Indian Ocean.
Bonding through vomit. All five of us hopped on the boat, quite a nice one, for a visit to the world's third most expensive resort. We'd spent the previous day here in the Seychelles (that's a group of African islands somewhere between Madagascar and the Middle East) cycling through one of the more traditional islands. Through the hills, past Rastas and houses blaring Creole (almost Caribbean sounding) music. We'd soaked at one of the world's most amazing beaches - a stretch of coves separated by massive boulders, some forming small caves between the beaches.
"Forty-five minutes" to the next island we were told. "Oh, that's a nice boat. You'll be there in 30 minutes," we heard. The ride takes an hour and forty-five minutes. Thrown up and down, never level with the horizon. Not even close. 180 degrees. 180 degrees back and forth. Like a roller coaster that never ends.
By half way through the trip, all five of us are vomiting over the side of the boat as we hang on for our lives.
Stepping off the boat, we meet the general manager of this ultra-exclusive resort. Our side, the manager of our ultra-exclusive resort, he has a trickle of vomit on his collar.
Only later do we find out that there was an earthquake off the coast of Sri Lanka (which must be a million miles away, but over open, uninterrupted ocean) and that's why the water was so rough it created a puke party.
We charter a plane to take us back. No one could even fathom stepping back on a boat. |
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