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Siam I Am: October 2005
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Friday, October 21, 2005. Siam Chronicles 14 - Now We're Lao. Two from the Vault, A Postscript to the Six-Legged. Touching Family Reunion, Phnom Penh. We had broached Phnom Penh again, when we commenced Operation Stinky Sink Laundry. Many secrets were divulged that day about our enemy. He was more inventive and tenacious than we had given him credit for, and further, he was a family man. War is war, after all. Night of the Drunken Moths, Koh Phi Phi. Who knew moths like beer? We left the 4,000 islands wi...
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Siam I Am: January 2006
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Saturday, January 07, 2006. Siam Chronicles 17 - Great Joy in Muong Ngoi. A Very Buddhist Christmas. They swarm out of the woodwork come Christmas, bearing freakish plastic trees that spin and shriek tinny pinged carols. Their scheme is simple buy businesses and force the employees to attend church and listen to preaching and wear elf costumes. Or they’re fired. Sort of the. God writes a paycheck better than. We spent the Christmas holiday and the first night of Hanukkah outside town in a posh bungalow s...
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Siam I Am: July 2005
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Saturday, July 23, 2005. Siam Chronicles 7 - Shark Bay? Things You Don’t See in San Francisco, Part I:. It’s something I never fully understood - some claim it’s the constant chill, others aver direct divine intervention but one of San Francisco’s greatest benisons is to be somehow roach-free. The lucky bastards. Turtle Island, Shark Bay, Tiger Temple. It was worth it. It was worth it. The monkeys were also cool. Posted by dangerdonkey @ 4:05 AM. Friday, July 15, 2005. Thong Nai Pan Noi. As dusk fell I r...
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Siam I Am: November 2005
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Wednesday, November 30, 2005. Siam Chronicles 16 - A Day of Thanks Between River Banks. A Vacation of Extreme Brevity. On a vacation of extreme brevity there is a simple formula that I espouse to ensure the maximum RPM (relaxation per minute) and the minimum OSI (overall stress index). First, I do as little as possible, followed by doing less and less each hour until I reach a sublime syncope, preferably while submerged in water. For a brief moment, Bangkok was beautiful. A Little Feathered Holiday.
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Siam I Am: September 2005
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005. Siam Chronicles 12 - Step by Step, a Falter to Kep. Houses of Trash and Trashed Houses. Tacking South on the Siroccos. I was rubbernecking rapt as the bus mapped a course to the Southeastern tip of Cambodia. Steadily, the huts became enshrined upon great piles of trash, a jumble of bright colors tumbling into dun ponds where the children dove and bathed, the moms swished laundry into tumescent billows, and the dads schlepped sickly fish up from drop nets. The plan was to get ...
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Siam I Am: June 2005
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Saturday, June 25, 2005. Siam Chronicles 4 - There's a Song in Luang Prabang. Bubblegum Butterfly and Badmitton - Bring on the Nightlife. THIS is a GAY bar? But his surprise was fugacious, and he quickly opted with a wink to risk sleeping in the gutters for an opportunity to get to know the clientele just a bit better. I had three minutes to go before curfew, easy, but I still felt inundated with guilt as I slunk across the slick stone floor to a very hard bed. A Skein of Convoluted Yarns. Needless to sa...
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Siam I Am: March 2006
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Sunday, March 26, 2006. Siam Chronicles 20 - What She Learns as the World Burns. I wonder this each day as I walk, suppressing the desire to catch the black snow flakes on my tongue. But this is not hell, there are donuts. But the donuts are dry and tasteless, maybe it is hell. I am feverish and bleary. Posted by dangerdonkey @ 12:56 AM. Shytown, Middle America. View my complete profile. A Play A Day. Siam Chronicles 26 - Beijing in the Spring, an End. Siam Chronicles 25 - Mongolia by Plane, Gobi by Tr.
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Siam I Am: April 2006
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Tuesday, April 25, 2006. Siam Chronicles 22 - Some Confusion in Conclusion. Goodbye Peoples Democratic Republic of Laos. In respect to the longest and most cumbersome moniker, you top the list of countries I've lived in. It would be far easier for everyone if you just named your country "John" so I could start this, "Dear John, I am leaving you because" instead of "Dear People's Democratic Republic of Laos, I am leaving you because". Think about "John." It's a good name, one that spanks of communism.
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Siam I Am: February 2006
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Friday, February 24, 2006. Siam Chronicles 19 - Fulminant Toys for Girls and Boys. This taming of the tide has made someone rich renting out two seasonal wares: beach umbrellas and inner tubes. The rainbow bumbershoots lance into the sand at lazy angles where the river once was, and tiny children dandle in the smooth tubes soaking up the sunshine in calf-deep puddles. The shouts of their laughter echo up the tiered gardens bolstering the green banks of town. Plastic bag on stick. Oh most versatile mud!
