Monthly Archives: January 2008

Where are you, Fabo?

January 21, 2008 – 10:52 pm

I last saw Fabo at the Buffalo Bar. He was with Gai, his mia noi. “My wife she knows nothing.” “I wouldn’t be too sure of that.” Thai wives have ‘naak-suab’ or spies everywhere and Thai women love to ‘waa raai’ or gossip about other women’s philandering husbands, especially if the woman is not present. […]

By Peter | Posted in Nightlife, Pattaya | Comments (0)

Asia Markets Tank Big Time

January 21, 2008 – 10:05 pm

Yesterday the Asian stock markets responded to President Bush’s tepid salvation plan for the US economy with a feverish sell-off of exposed positions. The malaise later spread to the London exchange, which suffered the largest drop in value since 9/11. The Dow Jones escaped the plunge thanks to a bank holiday for Martin Luther King, but Asian investors […]

By Peter | Posted in Asia, economy | Comments (0)

Behind the Green Curtain redux by Jocko Weyland

January 19, 2008 – 12:01 pm

Jocko Weyland left the USA for the Orient. The reasons for this departure are his own and so his choice of Beijing. My prerequisites for a place to live are good food, warm weather, and beautiful women. Guess I’m shallow as an evaporation stain on an Arizona Highway. Jocko went for a world-class intellectual city, however […]

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Smiling Faces in Iraq

January 19, 2008 – 7:55 am

Good news from Iraq. The Surge succeeded beyond expectations, GW Bush is planning on a withdrawal of 20,000 troops, and the IMF had looked into its economic crystal ball to predict Iraq’s increasing potential for economic growth and political progress. When a country is at the bottom every thing looks up from so far down, […]

By Peter | Posted in politics, War | Comments (0)

Burning Season Thailand 2008

January 19, 2008 – 4:25 am

This afternoon I set off from my house and thought, “Damn what a beautiful sky.” No smoke in the air. A miracle, until returning to my house I spotted thick grey plume billowing from the northern end of the street. It was not a cloud. It was fire. A brushfire. Call the Fire Dept. Quick. […]

By Peter | Posted in Environment | Comments (0)