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It’s that time of the year again where Thai people find excuses to drench and fondle people on the streets over the nation’s New Year Celebration. Yes I know, it is April but here in Thailand and several other South East Asian countries the New Year is celebrated from the 13th to the 15th of April. Go figure, Asia is crazy like that yo.

When you combine those non-working public holidays with the weekend, you have yourself a super five-day weekend. Some companies in the country have even just decided to say “f— it! let’s just have Monday and Tuesday off and have a super solid nine-day holiday!”

Being half Chinese-Malaysia, Songkran for me usually means my annual trip to visit the relatives in Muslim Malaysia, a country completely alien to the idea of Songkran.

BUT… here’s a list of things I would have done in Bangkok during the Songkran break if I weren’t off in Kuala Lumpur:
1. Drench someone to the point of near-death pneumonia. OK, just kidding, just a little cold and a slight fever is adequate. Everyone knows that pneumonia is so 2007.
2. Start some conversations with some pretty ladies, both local and foreign, by spraying them with my water gun.
3. Go to a foam party dressed in beach clothes to completely lose the meaning of the holiday among all the bikini-clad Songkraners while exercising activity number 2.
4. Enjoy driving in a traffic-free Bangkok (everyone’s out of town!).
5. Have a gargantuan meal with the family to the point of pain.
6. And d’uh… Go fishing.

Things I would avoid in Bangkok during the Songkran break:

1. Getting my genitals groped by weirdos in Khaosarn (a very common thing so be prepared to karate chop some horny fools in the face).
2. Drunk drivers. There are too many of these during the break for some weird reason so be careful and try not to become part of a growing national statistic.
3. Splashing a cop. Water gun VS. real gun… Care to give it a go?
4. Catching Pneumonia.

Anyway, happy Songkran everyone! Stay alive! Hopefully there will be no crazy pandemics and the protesters will leave us in peace this year.



Watching the news these past few days has been heart-breaking. First the earthquake that shook Japan, then the devastating tsunami, followed by many more aftershocks and to top it off there are now all these nuclear plants leaking radiation everywhere. Still, in a time of crisis we see the Japanese spirit shining through the devastation and today I wish to share with the rest  of the world a light-hearted story the best exemplifies this inspirational quality.

This story happened to my childhood friend Roj in his apartment situated in downtown Tokyo in a location that is just minutes away from the Tokyo Tower. At 2:06pm, our friend enjoyed a lazy afternoon in his one-bedroom apartment following a hard night of work. He picked up his phone and made an order for something rewarding. He ordered sushi.


A few days ago my sister told me about a meat eating competition happening at our friends’ restaurant, Sumi Sumi. It just so happened that I also wrote a review about this restaurant back in my days as a magazine writer (click here for the original review). The prize for winning: free beef for a year.

Where's the bathroom?


In Bangkok on June 20, 2010 two criminals who were either geniuses or idiots, were apprehended and arrested for the theft of notebook computers. Who did they steal the computers from? Answer: The police.

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I woke up one morning a few days ago and did what I always did in the morning: I went to the kitchen. It’s an act of habit that is almost ritualistic in starting the day.Wake up. Have a good long pee. Brush my teeth. And go to the kitchen to replenish lost fluids from the long sleep and good long pee.

This one particular morning was accompanied by a little surprise. A little toad sitting right in front of the fly screen looking out into open world. It must have gotten in from the garden when someone left the door open. Still, there is a toad in the kitchen. Luckily I’m neither the squeemish type nor the reptile hating kind so I took a moment to appreciate the moment while snapping a few model shots of this little amphibian.


Took this photo the other week.

This was my first time at the Siam skytrain station in ages and what I saw was the remains of the historic Siam Theatre. People waiting for their trains on the platforms stopped and looked at the pile of burnt rubble and steel that was once one of the very few cinemas in town that played more foreign non-Hollywood films than anyone. They all paused to look, took a deep breath and then snapped some photos with their phone camera before boarding their train.

Looks like Thailand now has its very own version of the Montauk Monster.