Monday, January 30, 2006
Thursday, January 26, 2006
First, I see someone whom I haven't seen in a while. She starts going on and on about the National Championship game, between Texas and USC. She continues incessantly about what a great game it was and how USC did so well. I reminded her that USC lost. She went on and on about how it wasn't whether you win, but how good of a team it was. I reminded her that USC lost. She continued, obsessed with trying to make me realize that my beloved Sooners did not have the opportunity to play in the national championship game and how good a team USC was. I reminded her that USC lost. She sucker punched me in the gut!
Second, I see a group of young people sitting around a table. One of them has a UT Longhorn hat; another is decked out in burnt orange from head to toe. I congratulate them on beating the Trojans and winning the national championship. I tell them that I rooted for Texas, albeit reluctantly. Once I let my Sooner colors show, it was like I had stepped into the gates of hell! They began to belittle my beloved Sooners. They made all kinds of disparaging comments. They insulted past, present, and future Sooner teams. They were like a pack of hyenas attacking a mighty lion. They tried, but they just couldn't do it.
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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
I found this little quiz on Randy's Blog.
I'm a Lamborghini Murcielago!
You're not subtle, but you don't want to be. Fast, loud, and dramatic, you want people to notice you, and then get out of the way. In a world full of sheep, you're a raging bull.
Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.
Those who know me would probably agree. But it is better than some whimpy Mazda. Although, I would prefer red.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
Wonderful: I am sleeping and dreaming! I wake up refreshed! I feel "good". I am resting.
Horrible: It's like wrestling with the devil. My wife calls me "Darth Vader".
It has already made me realize how bad my situation was, that is, I am getting rested up to the point to see how tired I really am. I am now out of the "numb" stage of fatique; I am now in the painful rest recovery stage.
All in all, a good thing.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Sunday, January 15, 2006
The Pentagon announced today the formation of a new 500-man elite fighting unit called the United States Redneck Special Forces. These Alabama, Arkansas, Georgia, Kentucky, Mississippi, Missouri, Oklahoma, Tennessee and Texas boys will be dropped off into Iraq and have been given only the following facts about terrorists:
1. The season opened today.
2. There is no limit.
3. They taste just like chicken.
4. They don't like beer, pickups, country music or Jesus.
5. They are DIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE for the death of Dale Earnhardt.
We expect the problem in Iraq to be over by Friday.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
The Sheraton Hotel is a beautiful place that my family likes to frequent for their Chinese restaurant. They also have a very fancy buffet at lunch time. I have been there enough that the general manager, the head chef, the F&B manager and most of the staff all know me by name. In fact, sometimes we email the F&B guy that we are coming to the buffet and request what we would like to have. In fact, I even get a birthday card from the hotel. It is kind of fun.
Anyway, I'm not going to comment on the FTA, because this isn't a political forum. All I can say, however, is that if they approve the FTA, Pop Tarts will probably come down in price.
Look at some of the stories below:
Protests force change of venue
Clashes interrupt talks
10,000 people expected to protest
Friday, January 13, 2006
Monday, January 09, 2006
Talk about being a "third culture kid!"
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Some other funny things happened while I was there. I was in a taxi at a stop light and a group of young people where going along washing windows (like they do in big cities). Well, this one young woman came along and washed the back passenger window where I was sitting. Before she started to wash it, I told her "no", but she washed it anyway and asked me for money. I said "no" again and she left. Well, I got tickled and started to laugh. it made the taxi driver start laughing too, and we talked a little bit in Thai. He said I spoke good Thai (which was a culturally polite thing to say, because I don't). While we were talking, his phone rang. It was his wife. He handed the phone to me and asked me to speak Thai to his wife! I told her that it was hot in Bangkok but nice and cool in Chiang Mai. It was a real hoot!
While I was waiting to see the doctor and the hospital staff was passing out New Year's gifts to the doctors. They were baskets filled with food stuffs. One of the baskets that went by had Corn Flakes and whiskey, among other things. I thought how strange it was to give a doctor corn flakes! Try giving that as a Christmas bonus to a doctor in the States!
Anyway, this was my experience while in Bangkok. I am glad, very glad, to be home, even though there is no "Tony Roma's" in Chiang Mai. But I have my three girls.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Monday, January 02, 2006
Next year, it won't quite be the same. We'll be in an apartment on the twelth floor in Hong Kong. I guess I can put lights in the windows. Whoop-ti-do.