GammaGlobulin

Cooking is one of my favorite things to do. I would cook more, and I will, if only I can finally design my perfect OUTDOOR kitchen.... Complete with a 75 BTU gas burner, so that I can cook Chinese food the way it should be cooked.

I do not believe in God. The reason? I have never seen Him/Her. Neither He nor She has ever spoken to me. Yet, I have seen many burning bushes. And, in Pattaya, there are PLENTY of HOT bushes, for sure!

I LOVE Tina! I have posted many videos of my favorite Tina music on TV.... As everybody here knows.

I would gladly swing... Just like Bog, Carol, Ted, and Alice.... But, NOT altogether, the four of us, in one very large bed.

I had a near death experience, two decades ago... Fortunately, I lived to tell.

I watch homosexual TV content.... ONLY when I am in the mood for it.

Some people dislike golf and golf course due to valid environmental considerations.

This comment is the epitome of inanity!

Not MY dog. If I had a dog, my dog would not bark, bark, bark, and bark, all the livelong day and night.

Suckerburger seems to NOT know a lot that most people know. Suckerburger is a very weird dude. And, seemingly, not an especially warm individual, either. Nutzo, maybe.... But, who are we to judge?

Whether you be a canine lover or hater: I am just wondering if we can supply VALIUM, free of charge, for our furry canine friends....? An incessantly barking dog, especially one that barks for no apparent reason, becomes most tiring after a few sleepless nights. Might VALIUM (diazepam) be the best solution, for neighbors, owners and canines, alike? Some dogs just bark, bark, and bark away, just to hear the sound of their own barking. Who knows why? In such a case, might valium be the most humane cure for both man and beast? Which would you choose, given the choice: Shotgun or Valium Which is more humane. Other than these two solutions, what do you do when a dog, the same lousy mutt, barks and barks, night after night, month after month? And, also, how can the owners even tolerate the barking? Are they, also, BARKING MAD, or something? I mean, maybe there is more wrong with the owners than is wrong with their flea-bitten curs. You just gotta wonder what is wrong with BOTH. What is your solution....because.... If you live in Thailand, than there are two things you just cannot escape.... Barking dogs! Crowing Cocks! There must be a place in hell for both, one must hope. Regards, Gamma Note: How do YOU handle this perennial problem?

Carb Heat....ON, Baby! All the way! Keep your Carb Heat always on! (And, by all means, don't spare the irony!)

If you REALLY want to get your teeth WHITE.... Then, please use this toothpaste, which was beloved in Asia, especially Taiwan, in the early years while I was in Asia. This toothpaste was my favorite.... For teeth whitening... Darkie knows best, is what I always say....

I am a pilot, actually, or, at least, I once was before my license to fly was not kept up-to-date by me. Even in these days, flight is uncertain due to weather conditions, scheduling problems, computer glitches, and many other things. Stick to your benchwork if you want to always be in control...is my advice to you.

Thank you for your correction of the spurious comment by the commenter who might not know much about Noam, but only listens to third-hand biased views about Chomsky.

Never happen. I might doubt you love women in the right way.

LINK....PLEASE.... Back up your spurious claims....PLEASE.....

I love that song. But, for THIS Topic, here is something that is a bit more apropos.... Why choose to go to America in a nailed-down hold of a slaver ship.... When you could have had ALL OF THIS?!!!!!

Primates have been swinging for millions of years.

I would say, if it were not for the lash, and the occasional whippings, the ancient slaves were far better off than us modern slaves. Of course, even today, it is rather better to be a slave owner than a slave. We all know what it feels like to be a slave to the machine....though....

I am afraid that I agree, up to a point. My friends are not sickos. And so, I stay close to home, and, these days, venture out only rarely. As I recall it, when I was growing up, there seemed to be far fewer sickos out on the loose, back then. Most people are good; I believe. However, it is the bad eggs which have increased in the recent few decades, or at least it seems this way. Better I just do not venture forth, is my decision.

You know...that...you are probably old enough to remember.... When I was growing up, I had a black mammy who took care of us kids while my parents were busy or working. My black mammy, I will never forget. I loved her much. Actually, we had two. One of the mammies was simply the best cook. She could make all sorts of wonderful food. Still, I am sure, she never cooked us any short'nin' bread. Eventually, she died when I was in my 40s, and I saw her on her deathbed. What a wonderful mammy she surely was.... Even the Beach Boys loved this tune.... My! How times have changed. You just cannot sing this song at Harvard, these days, I would imagine....

Folks! When I was very young, probably before I was in my teens, I read Gone With The Wind. I fell in love with that good Ole' Genteel Living of the Deep South, with Slaves, not to mention Scarlett O'Hara! What a true beauty....she was! I feel such great nostalgia for the Old South, and the comforts of slavery, when one only needed to ring a silver bell to have a manservant or a woman of color provide anything one's heart might desire. Those good old days are now over in America, what with the Political Correctness, and the pervasive uppityness of those that once were so happy to serve the Farang. And so, I wonder, even though times have changed.... If one is truly nostalgic for those days gone by... Then... How much would it cost to live like Scarlett, these days...In Thailand? I am sure it would cost much less in Thailand than in many other countries. But, how much? And, before you die, wouldn't you like to live like Rhett Butler, too, if only for a few years? I know that I would. Maybe, even, I could have a cook to make me even-more tasty soup, not to mention provide me with a biscuit, or two. I have recently been thinking these thoughts which I now share with you. Regards, Gamma Note: These past few days, there has been a song running through my head, namely this one....and please enjoy.... Oh... The Good Old Days.... I wish I had a TIME MACHINE....

Nice link! I hope this guy just keeps on living. He is a very hard and dedicated worker, for sure.

JinJoks are OK outside. But, not good inside, especially in the kitchen. I don't like the sound they make when in the living room or the study area. How do I get rid of the ones inside the house??? Any good ideas...from anyone reading this comment??? I don't like their droppings....hard to clean....and quite acidic, IMHO.