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Yes, I don't much like Phillips head screws myself although I do see the advantages they have for manufacturing and drywall installation; give me a Robertson anytime...

Yes, a lovely spot to terrorize the local fish, lol...

I used to love the old Volkswagen beetle ads from the 60's and 70's...

I've been following our weather at home and it's been a spectacular couple of weeks - sunny days with highs up to 15C and just below freezing at night, very warm for April at that latitude - watch it turn to crap when I land there in a couple of weeks....

I drink much better rum when I am at home or staying in a condo, but I do like Sangsom when I am out and about because you can get it everywhere and it is cheap; I find it's easier on my body than drinking beer all night.

Whiskeys are funny that way - back in the day I used to drink some good scotches and found that they were almost like liquid tranquilizer, I really felt laid back and relaxed when I drank them and so did most of the other people I knew that indulged. Rye whiskeys, on the other hand, seem to make people go nuts when they drink too much, me included - cheap ryes were the drink of choice with our indigenous peoples when they could afford them and some are real rotguts, but I find that even the smell of the better brands like Canadian Club or Crown Royal turns me off now. If I am going to drink whiskey I'll have a Jamiesons instead, I don't mind Irish whiskey.

I worked night shifts for seven months last year and 4.5 months the year before and don't think I will do it again this year - or if I do, only for a couple of months. I was doing 12 hrs a night for four nights, then getting four days off, or so it looks on the calendar but that is deceiving because the first day off you are recovering from the past four nights, and the last day off you can't get up to much because you have to work that night. It also got me into trouble with taxes, which I will be late filing as I'll miss the deadline of April 30 because I don't go home until mid-May, so be it. Finally, last summer was the best summer at home we've seen for years and here I was sleeping (when lucky) through the best parts of it.

Yes, having the time and area to let them run properly is important; I think back to a co-worker who got himself a border collie and figured he could leave it alone in his house while he went to work all day - big mistake, the damned thing just about tore the place apart...

I don't think I would have any kind of working dog unless I had a job for it....

The had an opening down by the Avenue a couple of days ago too, I think they are just tying in some of the new utility ducts.

I seem to recall being in there just after 9:00PM and it sounded like the band was just starting, and yes, the AC does make a difference, was quite pleasant in there. As for the noise level, I agree - it's one thing if you are going to a concert and you are focused completely on the music, but in a bar setting where you want to communicate as well, I do think volume levels need to be managed a lot better and in a big space like this I don't think that would be too difficult.

My big woodstove works great for disposing of excess paper...

If at first you don't succeed, try, try again...lol...I took plenty of lumps when I was learning to ride motorcycles but I ended up being pretty good at it and had some world class dirt bikes later - I miss those days, sold my last dirt bike two years ago because I just don't have the reflexes anymore or the commitment to practise all the time - plus I know if/when I bite the dirt it's gonna hurt too much at this age.

I dropped into the Las Vegas complex for the first time last night; the place was probably between 2/3 and 3/4 full and the band appeared to be beginning for the evening. I sat at a bar about a quarter of the way in and had a Sangsom, and bought a drink for a girl there. I think my drink was 80b and hers was 170b. I was enjoying chatting with her and then the band started and like most music bars, it was simply too loud to have an easy conversation. There was a noise meter quite close to this bar and it was hovering between 95 - 100db while the band played. I think it's a nice place and I will go back but I'll definitely be sitting as close to the entrance as possible if the band is on.

Mike Pinder, the last remaining original member of the Moody Blues, dead at 82: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Pinder

Like a quote I read once - "If you want to find out who your friends really are, check and see who will help you move your freezer out of the basement on Saturday" - lol....

I'll have to check out that store - they have a big selection of used CD's in the Dasa bookstore just south of Soi 26 on Sukhumvit but they are rather awkwardly displayed; however, I have found a couple of good ones in there.

Oh, don't I know it - my own mother was becoming a hazard on our city streets as her dementia progressed - she drove a very distinctive vehicle and I was hearing reports of her erratic driving from friends and acquaintances; I took her to her doctor one day with other issues and had a word with him about this, and he had her license taken away - oh, was she pissed off about this and if she had ever found out that it was because of me I probably would have been disowned.

Got it now and you're right, that guy on the trike didn't look or even try to slow down - doesn't make it entirely his fault but I'd have much better self-preservation instincts than that even at home.

I also used the services of Maneerat to extend my visa exempt for 30 days on the recommendation of boydeste - I'd done it myself twice before Covid and the Russian Invasion with no real problems but this year I'd backed myself into a bit of a corner with timing - I would have had to extend on the 15th or 16th to fit in with my (also extended) departure date and of course Immigration was closed on the 12, 15, and 16 for Songkran. Boydeste told me that Maneerat could extend my visa at any time to start at the end of my visa exempt period and this is just what they did - all it took was a drive over to Jomtien Immigration for the photo, which I think they do just to prove that you were actually there in the office, and I found my own way home by choice - two days later and I am good to go. A little expensive at 4500b vs. the 1900 it would have cost me to do myself, but I simply don't have the patience to deal with the crowds in Immigration by myself any more and I consider the money well spent and will do it again next time.

I couldn't make the video play, but I would say agree with you not to assume anything, with the addition of the fact that if it is bigger than you, give it the right of way whether it belongs to them or not...

Nope - everywhere I went you could see them in use and the cops were not taking any notice of them; maybe if someone was really being an asshole with one it may have attracted the attention of the BIB but I never saw anybody get one taken away.

I don't know what brands of perfumes the East Indians and some of the Europeans are dousing themselves with here in my condo building but man, do those elevators stink sometimes when they exit them - not to mention the odd BO as well, dunno what smells worse - enough to make me gag sometimes.

Well, I guess I don't have quite as vivid an imagination as you have because I went out there some years ago and had a look around and it didn't cause me to have fits - it's actually a very tranquil setting, like walking around in a park; but then you look down at the ground and see all these tiny little bits of blue cloth and what look like bits of shells but they are actually pieces of human bone and you are walking around on them - kind of a sobering thought. And of course, there is also the tree they used to beat babies against to dispatch them - more unpleasant thoughts, such savagery from deranged people and I give the Cambodian masses credit for getting past this awful time in their history and being able to create a proper society again. Really, it is worth going to see stuff like this just to realize what man is capable of doing to their fellow man, but you can't dwell on it.