If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!It is a good thing that I love hot weather. It doesn’t get much hotter than this. The thermometer caresses one hundred degrees every day. It’s a love affair of blazing proportions. While I do love the heat, I am [...]

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‘Mickey, what you do?’ says Sis coming into my bedroom and flopping onto the corner of my bed.
‘Eh? What’s it look like I am doing? I’m working on my computer,’ I crack to her, my usual reply when asked a foolish question of the obvious.
She laughs her infectious laugh. Even when she is annoying she [...]

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The sun in the weeks before Songkran is the worst up in the Isaan. It scorches the earth; it empties the lakes and reservoirs in thirsty draughts, the streams and the fishponds, the water buffalo wallows and the small muddy frog ponds. The water is close to gone. The Thais keep on smiling though, but [...]

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I’d been back from Thailand visiting the states for three weeks. I hated it. I missed the village life and sunshine. I missed fishing every afternoon/evening. I wouldn’t be returning to Thailand for another four or five weeks. I guess I can’t whine too much really. At least I would get to leave and go [...]

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I awoke one morning in the village to the plaintive wails of odes for the dead. The village had become an odeum. A strange and beautiful, yet sad, music filled the air.
I wondered what was going on. The music was loud, but its mournful sound had a peaceful effect on my soul. The strains floating [...]

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Isaan Thailand, and probably any tropical/sub-tropical countryside, can sometimes be found to be a little dangerous by those with a faint heart. Believe me, I really like it there, but some of the creepy crawlers tend to give me pause to think at times. Some of these varmints could cause you problems.
I was cleaning the [...]

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“Cocka-fucking-doodle-doo my fucking ass!” I mutter to myself, upon being awakened by the mellifluous tones of the next door neighbor’s scrawny rooster’s excuse for Foghorn Leghorn. I am going to poison that damned bird one of these days. Can’t even kill it and eat it really, friggin’ thing’s just a pile of feathers and bones, [...]

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