Tuesday, August 9, 2011
back by personal demand
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Logic
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Toilet Tales
allow me to paint the picture. imagine the toilet you have come to know and love. now, imagine they made the toilet seat flush with the bathroom floor so that there was no way you could possibly sit on it. if we have any (female) campers out there, reminisce about the delicate balancing act in which you squat far enough back as to not pee on the back of your pants, but not so far that your donk meets ground.
in many ways, that camping scenario is more logistically pleasing than the Thailand squat toilet...at least dirt doesn't provide the perfect curvature and splash-prone surface to make sure that absolutely every ounce of pee manages to splash back onto your feet. now that you've managed to semi-successfully aim into the basin, it's time to flush. and by flush, i mean take a scoopful of water from a sketchy basin and allow the laws of gravity to (hopefully) take your excrements with it. Try to go numero dos and you're pushing your luck with the water gravity method.
once in a blue moon, I'll come across a "normal" toilet. Before you get too excited, let me say this -- Thailand doesn't do toilet paper. Don't get me wrong, they'll always have the toilet paper holder...empty...reminding you of the good 'ol days of clean butt-hood. luckily, my (thai) roommate studied in Australia long enough to have the toilet paper tradition rub off on her (no pun intended).
p.s. all jokes and discomfort aside - once i got used to it: 1) i realized how much effing toilet paper the U.S. wastes and 2) we should take a couple notes from our Thai friends on the squatting position as it relates to going number 2 - all i have to say is that it is much more conducive to success (and with all the rice i've been eating, god knows i need all the help i can get)
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Mai Pen Rai
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Helping Hand
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Heat
Thursday, November 5, 2009
prose
Can I offer you a penny for your thoughts?
As a matter of fact, how about three?
One penny for you, one penny for me,
And one penny for our minds engaged not so sexually.
Getting intimately closer as we approach the
Climatic altitude of nude, mental, sensational… conversation.
Because I’m trying to get to know everything about you
From the neck… UP.
So these are not your typical, sexual, poetical prose.
I’m trying to close the door on that all too familiar freaky foreplay game.
With which most guys have chose to approach you.
While they are trying to get deeply imbedded
In the fine fibers of your bedsheets,
I’m trying to find and define the fibers of which your mind speaks.
I want to engage you
By putting a two karat solitaire diamond ON YOUR MIND
Marrying your every thought!
I want to lick every inch of every crevasse
So I can get an oral fix from each orifice
And taste you passionate IMAGINATION.
I’d rather be naked and exposed, holding you
As we’re lying and you’re crying
While confiding and describing the tough times you’ve had in life
And how you don’t know
If you can keep a relationship long enough to be somebody’s wife.
I wanna feel the heartbeat of all your inner rhythms
As they lead me toward your warm, wet, waterfalls of feminine thoughts.
…And I’ll swim in them.
From backstrokes, to breaststrokes,
I’m penetrating every entrance… to your mind.
Taking my time to find out everything about you.
Did I ever tell you about how you
Fell asleep in my presence?
And your mere essence
Kept me awake for hours
As I cowered with this feeling
Of sexually unadulterated mental connection?
And as you lay by my side
I pushed the blinds aside
And took the time in the moonlight of that night
To count 72 eyelashes
On the upper eyelid of your right eye!
Because when you sleep
Your eyes remain open slightly.
And while we probably moves in too quickly into some sexual shit
I’ve always cared more about the explicitly illicitness
That came from between you lips.. meaning your voice.
So now I am standing here
Ready to trade in all the sexual acts that we’ve preformed
For the chance to reform the very foundation
And the basis of our relationship.
So I reiterate my opening statement
And I offer you another penny for your thoughts.