Category Archives: Drinking

Man O Manischewitz by Peter Nolan Smith

Fort Greene is a friendly neighborhood. Unlike Manhattan Brooklynites say hello to each other. I usually smile a greeting, glad to be here in a ‘we’ world. This rainy afternoon I exited from the Fort Greene Observatory. It was an off day from my usual struggles to get cash, since I had worked the weekend […]

Songkran Driving

Nothing says Songkran better in Thailand than getting into an accident with a drunk, as revealed in this series of email dated from 2006. EMAIL from the Old Roue April 4 after I invited him to join me on a trip to Phnom Penh to escape the Songkran madness. His reply. No thanx, I’m driving […]

DA CHICKEN FARM IN SIHANOUKVILLE by Peter Nolan Smith

In 2007 I was losing my mind. The mother of my daughter has deserted me to live in the hicks or ‘bannok’. I had given up everything to move to Thailand and be a father. Angie’s mom was scared that I was planning to kidnap her. She was stupider than a bucket of mud. I […]

Beermas Vs. Easter

I’m no longer religious, but I am spiritual, so I celebrate Beermas. Often. And I don’t drink to make women more beautiful. I drink to improve my looks. Oh, you dog.

A BAR OF INFAMY by Peter Nolan Smith

Some bars’ names evoke grandeur; Harry’s in Venice, The Oak Bar in the Plaza, Raffles’ Long Bar in Singapore. Other bars elicit yawns from real drinkers; TGIF, Hooters, Harry Beans. Yet a few are notoriously renowned for their sleaze and mayhem, where most people’s fun ended where the fun of those those frequenting these haunts […]