Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Bunny Back to Nature

aisap-back-to-nat

I know now it is a guy. I saw his bald pink balls finally. They only appear after 4 months. Having a rabbit as a pet is something I never thought of. I know I can’t have a dog coz my room is just too small. I know I can’t have a cat coz it may commit suicide bored in my small apartment. And so I have a small rabbit.

Every morning without fail when the sun is getting up, it would rattle the cage till I wake, eager to get out. I will open the door and he will hop over to his toilet and flood it with his Tsunami of urine and litter. I drift back to bed and slumber. Following his high jump onto my mattress after he is done with business, he thinks my bed is the Garden of Eden. Scurry all over, jumps and hops. And one day last week, he scurried across my naked face like a 32 legged spider. I woke in pain. My face like a flower cat, his nails the sharp weapons. I had to apply medical alcohol all over my both cheeks.

It was a long weekend just, a Buddha come down from sky day or whatever. Thais will try to be vegetarian for 10 days. Gig and me brought him to the wild. Back to nature my bunny. Shit all you want in nature.

Photos - Bunny Back to Nature

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Mission Impossible

Mission Impossible
Don't try this when wearing high voltage protection gloves. In fact... don't try this when wearing any gloves at all.

Monday, October 09, 2006

I Came, I said Short Hellos, and I Left.

Hanging by the deep end of the pool on a hangover (highly recommended hangover therapy), I contemplated.

My friends will always be with me forever, close to my heart, if I am just simply thinking of them. My friends will always be with me forever, even though I am thousands if miles away, an expat in Thailand. Fu*king bull shit.

Cold hard facts: I abandoned my life in Singapore, I abandoned my friends. I am thousand of miles away, and I can never catch up with them again. The price I paid for, for living my dreams. The paths of life are cruel and so face it I must, my big fat body and soul. There are no such things as having my friends wherever I go no matter how hard I think of them. The beautiful words that we see on cards in pretty gift shops, the soothing poems of friends afar, are all bullshit and authored only to ease the pain of banging face straight, nose first, into the hard wall of reality. We wished each moment hard that we could bring our friends together to places to share the happiness of things anew. We adjust to reality the impossibility of the wish.

Another one wedded, an old friend of 10 plus years. A reunion again where for a long time, faces you have not seen, voices you have not heard, conversations you had not had all came rushing within a tight tunnel of time. An overwhelming sensation of grief and happiness mixed like a bad cocktail. I miss you all. I wish I was back in Perth. I wish I could still be bringing you guys crabbing at Busselton, see the full moon at Cottesloe, smoke high on Blackwall Ridge and listen to Bell’s Rapids. I wish I could have coffee with you next week. But next week I am in Kop-Kun-Krup land. Facts! The next chance to meet cannot be predicted, it may be a decade again, or maybe it will be never. We move in space-time, sprawled like tentacles, each on each owns destiny. There are no such things as being fun lovingly together forever. The song played on the wedding, Forever Young, only aided to brought forth an onslaught of tears within, held back by the great dam of emotional control, constructed badly in rush. A river of unforgiving emotion I have to let flow, trickling.

Lets see how many names I can remember from a lapse of 10 years… Marcel (fat groom), Jon, Gloria, Gerald, Mattis, Carmen, Max, Derrick, Marcus, Flora, Yapster, Jacqui, Jack, Christina, Claud, Sharilyn, Malcom, Jung, Jeff, Eleen, … etc.. and how are we going to meet again? And when in time will path cross again? Don’t fu*king know dudes. And thanks dude for the hugs and pats, I never knew a hug could feel so good. One hug one memory lane rush.

I miss Orgu Jac, I miss payaya Regine, I miss Pew who’s on a different path. The four of us, together, only a reality in memory. Time changes everything. Somehow the drinking session I had with Orgu was different. I drank merrily and happily as we chatted until alcohol rendered us beyond senseless. It was not like before when I drank with a rock somewhere within. I feel free, Thailand had freed me.

I came, I said short hellos, and I left.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Toilet for Rabbit

Toilet Trained Rabbit
Hey guys…. Rabbit can be toilet trained. Strange but true. That’s my wabbit’s toilet when it’s roaming around freely. Toilet = dustpan.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

New Thai Airport

So they rushed to open the airport. If not, the project will suffer penalty at a per day basis. Just knew that the airport took over 40 years to complete. It actually started construction in the 60’s. Fact - there were numerous cases of corruption and the project was at start and stop stages through-out these decades.

First of all… as foreigners, we can never get the name of the airport right the first time.

New Thai Airport
Arrived at Swawawa..watever airport on 25th Sept morning; that was the first day of operation. 25th was the rushed opening date. No trolleys!.... They locked the trolleys! Not ready to be used.

New Thai Airport
Have to admit the Sua-gu-pukimah airport is big, hehehe Singapore’s can’t fight this for grandeur.

New Thai Airport
Just thought of taking this pic at the Savav-habababa-wateever.. airport. No more chances to get shots like this on… hopefully. Sweeper slept on floor at Departure entrance. 5am.

New Thai Airport
All currency exchanges in Supukimahnananpum airport stations not ready! Wires hanging all over, LCD’s still in plastic bags. Darn!!!!!!

New Thai Airport
As u can see… no duty free shopping in Swastika-pump airport since all shops were in wraps.

New Thai Airport
And hey…. Got prayer room for Muslims too in Swaaaaaaapum-mimi airport… interesting… Lets hope they don’t blow themselves up in there.

Ok… the name.. is Su-Var-Na-Bhu-Mi…. Suvarnabhumi. Very nice airport when all is done.