Saturday, August 30, 2008
During the screening of "My Magic" by the Singaporean director Eric Khoo, I felt a very sharp pain in my armpit. I hate to say it, but, I kind of felt like I was having a premature heart attack. Post screening I expressed my feeling of discomfort to my friend Jordan. Much to my surprise I realized that he experienced a sharp pain in his pits as well. Several others including professors and industry professionals who overheard our conversation chimed in with similar stories of armpit pain. We put our stories and symptoms together and concluded that we all similarly have inflamed sweat axillary glands due to moisture being trapped in our hair follicles. Gross! The humidity is intense out in these parts, I am selfishly glad that others share in my discomfort.
PS. Go check out Eric Khoo's new film when it gets distributed in the US. The film is about an alcoholic magician that has to take care of his only child. Its very sweet and special.
Friday, August 29, 2008
There was a local concert in the park outside of my Walk up. Transvestites sang some odd Chinese Anthem. A big crowd gathered, they may have been the most non-expressive crowd that I have ever witnessed. They clapped for the performers post performance as if they were watching a bad comedian. At one point I, the only white person, was put on the spot. The performers said something to me in Chinese, but I don't really know what, something about a boyfriend and me being cute. Photos attached.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
The most exciting thing about my new apartment is that I live directly above tiny hawker food stalls. Right below me is a delicious Muslim/Indian Restaurant, several fresh squeezed juice stalls, and multiple noodle shops. The Chinese Restaurant downstairs has live frogs that will eventually be cooked, I think about freeing one of these sweet little toads every single day. From a distance it looked as though one local stall was selling "Poo buns", I took a closer look and realized they were actually selling "Pao buns". Bummer! My new local restaurants and home is on Kim Tian Road, a short distance away from the Tiong Bahru MRT station. I love my new access to delicious eats for midnight snacks when drowned in work, or after a late night out.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
The biggest joy in the world is sharing good friends with good friends. I look forward to collecting as many as possible.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
According to the Singapore Straights times...
"In Sydney, an abandoned baby humpback whale has apparently mistaken a moored yacht for its mother.
'The calf has spent the last day or so in Pittwater and we believe it has been nuzzling up to a moored vessel in an attempt to find milk,' Mr Chris McIntosh, local manager for the New South Wales state national parks service, said yesterday.
Experts say the baby whale cannot survive more than a few days without milk provided by its mother.
Rescuers tried to wing the yacht out to sea, in an attempt to lure the calf into deeper waters and away from Pittwater, which is north of Sydney Harbour."
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
My response (not in any particular order and without the numberings)
1. Wearing flat shoes and being of average height.
2. Spicy foods
3. Sweet foods
4. Weird foods with bouncy textures
5. Old people exercising in the morning
6. Complete order/Complete chaos
7. An appreciation for rich colors along with a faded green tea color
8. Tropical flora and fauna
9. Shamans and fortune tellers
Apparently in China its cool to dye your dog different colors. Above are images that I took at a Shanghai pet shop of a rainbow dyed dog and a bushy eyebrow dyed dog (slight resemblance to Grouch Marx, maybe?). I personally think this pet-owner freedom of expression is pretty awesome. My sincerest apologies to all animal activists reading this "blogspot". But, seriously, whoa.
Monday, August 18, 2008
My favorite parts of cities are their parks. In parks you gain access to people at peace, without work and in leisure, in others' company or alone. In a park there are no pretentions, they welcome the old, the young, and the crazy.
I've been going to Lumphini park in Bangkok for the past 4 years. Its the most beautiful, and alive place that I've ever frequented. Every morning around 7:00 am elders fill the park and sip tea with comrades, some practice tai chi in yellow jumpsuits, others dance in groups to 70's disco music, some sing karaoke under tropical fauna, and others do yoga with a teacher that shouts out instructions through a megaphone. At times stray 5 foot long iguanas will intercept your walk as they pass by you on their way to the nearest pond. Old men say hi to me, the Farong (foreigner), as I make a lap around them. A man gyrates vigorously and my immediate impulse is to laugh, a look closer at his face and not his moving body and I see a man deep in meditation. I feel bad for laughing. Everyone has their morning quirks, in fact everyone has quirks and that is what makes each person so great.
The colors and repetitive images just suck me in and then hold me there. Treasures to find in the smallest details.
Just to name a few, above are some pieces by Navin's Sala, Ralf Tooten, and Preyawit Nilachulaka. You can find many of Bangkok's galleries within the Silom Galleria on Surasak Road, a short distance away from Pat Pong.
My mother and I were browsing through "loft" (a Japanese chain, chachka shop) in Bangkok, when I came across the possibly most ridiculous gift I have ever seen...miniature animal key chains that you can photoshop your face inside of! Sounds complicated, eh? Well, we had to purchase some for my Pops. Attached you will find images of my mother and I morphed into these little animal people. When a "loft" employee was making my little animal person come to life, he photoshoped my face to half look like a Thai baby! I stopped him. I believe the name of this odd but cute product is called a "Shalark".
If you would like to purchase one, and you can translate this Japanese website, please visit: http://www.shalark.co.jp/
Walk outside and you are covered in sweat. The grit of the city rubs right off onto your clothes. Women hold hands with other women who might actually be men that have recently removed certain parts. Smells of raw fish, fresh spices, car exhaust and lotus flowers. Colors blindingly bright. Devour foods that are so spicy that you cry and sweat, but, this particular sweat cools you off. It's never felt so good and so raw to feel so fucking hot. Sweet smiles from beautiful women, looks of fear from white men who have just bedded those same women for money. Buy a fresh squeezed watermelon juice from a street vendor, the vendor touches you gently and tells you how absolutely beautiful you are. Some people have Paris, I've got Bangkok.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
In order to decrease their record suicide rates, South Korea has developed a fear tactic/program that is aimed at helping its citizens better appreciate their lives. This program of betterment and appreciation involves staging individuals' fake deaths! In this program people are encouraged to write their last will and testament, read their wills aloud and eventually get buried alive!
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Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
This little purple fruit baby is the most delicious fruit. It is commonly found throughout the tropics of South East Asia. Peel the skin away and behold tender and slimy sections. The Mangostin is actually handled like an orange. There are seeds inside each section, but they are soft enough to chew and then swallow. Sweet and twangy deliciousness.