July 23, 2003

I Have A Feeling We're Not in Bangkok Anymore

Well, I was hungry, as I often am, and after watching Tyler Hamilton win today's stage in the Tour de France, I ordered Thai food.

Sadly, I doubt it will ever be as good as it was in Thailand. The flavors were nowhere near as intense, especially on the hot and spicy level.

Sigh...

In other news, I figured out the best solution for my computer's perpetual crashing problem: I ordered a new computer (Dude, I'm gettin' a Dell). Now, mind you, in the half hour I was online BEFORE I ordered the new computer, my computer crashed three times.

Since I ordered the new computer? Not a single crash. I'm telling you, VAIO knows its days are numbered...

UPDATE: It crashed again this afternoon... twice.

Posted by Jon at July 23, 2003 03:47 PM | TrackBack
Comments

ohmygod. i totally want to buy a VAIO. are they that bad?

Posted by: dennis at July 23, 2003 04:00 PM

Well, my laptop's nickname is Count Crashula.

I hear their desktops are supposed to be better...

Posted by: Jon at July 23, 2003 05:59 PM

woo, what kinda dell did ya get?

Posted by: Nina at July 24, 2003 06:40 PM

If you miss Thai food, then consider this...

It’s not every day that you see Thailand’s vermin performing the Chinese dance of the mushrooms from Walt Disney’s Fantasia, but this is exactly what happened the last time I bought pad Thai noodles at Ekkamai bus station.

A fat old lady took my order and, as I waited, I noticed a couple of cockroaches emerge from the broken sewer hatch underneath her stall. Suddenly a little face appeared behind them and out popped a mangy-looking rat. The old lady beamed with delight. "He name Peter!" she laughed.

She threw down a handful of food and things started to get weird. More cockroaches appeared and, soon, a dozen of them were dancing around the rat, each one carrying a bean sprout. As if this weren’t trippy enough, the old lady was, by now, shrieking with insane laughter and repeating his name.

Peter looked up imploringly. Accustomed to the kindness of strangers, he was obviously wondering what he might get from me. My first thought was to kick his scabby arse into the busy Sukhumvit traffic. Sensibly, he retreated down his hole and, with that, the spell was broken.

Posted by: David at March 22, 2004 06:58 AM