Hello dewdz and stuff. check out my $5 haircut. sick right?
i'm back from the 2006 spb convention. i thought it was gonna take me a while to get myself back together and since that still hasn't happened i'm just gonna go ahead and blog. i've got a few plus more thailand blogs left in me then i'll be posting up the convention. it was facking awghzum. i remember the first time i puked from the strip club all the way back to my hotel. nice one.
so back to thailand... we got pummled by a gang o' strippers and ate deep fried grasshoppers in parts one and two, next we take a 10 hour train ride north to chaing mai. it's a smaller, mellower city than bangcock and a welcome break from the chaos. check it.
the train ride wasn't too cool. my seat had a half inch screw coming out of the seat that stuck into my back the whole way.
when we got to the hotel i almost shit my pants. not because of this huge butterfly/moth thing that landed on my bag while i was shitting, but because nature was callin' and i almost didn't make it to the phone.
buttplug keyring.
what a fag. since driving is so crazy there we figured the best thing to do would be to rent some motorbikes and join the fun. the helmets sucked so we ditched em' after a bit.
we didn't have a specific destination so we stopped wherever. we came across the insect museum.
that's a chick, yo.
there were photos of a disease cause by some kind of mosquito bite. i forget what it was called but it wasn't elephantitis. it started with an 'f'.
the guy had some fossils there too. this one looks like a melted southpark dewd.
they had my poopy friend there. i cried.
some tooling around town piks.
it's kinda cool to get $5,000 bah out of the atmt! to bad that's only $125usd.
aw, hell no, what's up dog?
shoppin at the night bazaar.
word life! i shoulda bought these to wear during parties at my house when i thought someone was gonna start shit. it'd be over before it even started.
or i could wear these whenever i wanted someone to start some shit with me.
met a rad guy that owned a bar there. oddly enough his name was gai (pronounced 'guy', it means chicken in thai).
i almost always have a fuckload of trouble taking photos of strangers. this girl was lurking in the bar in full night-time get up and i thought it would be a sick photo if i was invisible. since people can see me, i asked gai if he knew her cause i wanted to take a photo of her. long story short, it was his sister and i bought her a beer for this pik. girls don't like having their picture taken when they feel vulnerable.
there are pictures of the king of thailand all over the streets. this one was at least 20ft tall. there are a bunch of photos of dewd holding a camera. nice one, nerdy photo guy.
stopped at a shitty dance club on the way home.
yeah ladies, get it.
one last drink in the hotel garden/large insect area before running into the door on the way to bed.
the next day i thought it was time for a haicut. a $5 thailand haircut. it was a nice one.
i got a little scared half way through.
oh snap. for some reason i wasn't scared anymore. my haircut was insane but, to me it was kinda like jumping out of an airplane. i once jumped out of an airplane at 12,000 feet but wouldn't go bungy jumping less than 200 feet of the ground the next day. go figure.
we returned to the same bar the next night.
[That photo had to be removed]
later for you.
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