This is me from morning to night, nice thread Suegha!

Gooooooooooooooooood!

This is me from morning to night, nice thread Suegha!

Gooooooooooooooooood!

Just got up this morning to this, now that is good!

My little boy saying "Cuddle, Mummy!" with his arms open wide. Wait, that doesn't qualify, that is a necessity. Anything to do with him is.

OK, dogs sleeping across my stomach, particularly pups. Little Manao (a pup) wanting up on my lap every time I sit at the computer, she's here now, nibbling her tail (skin probs).

My little boy saying "Cuddle, Mummy!" with his arms open wide. Wait, that doesn't qualify, that is a necessity. Anything to do with him is.

OK, dogs sleeping across my stomach, particularly pups. Little Manao (a pup) wanting up on my lap every time I sit at the computer, she's here now, nibbling her tail (skin probs).

Ah, that's nice! Sorry about the skin problems.

I arrived at the Southern Bus Terminal last night and was standing there satisfying a nicotine withdrawal crisis when two ladies arrived with a baggage laden trolly they seemed to be unable to lift over the curb. Being the stupid farang I am I tosssed my ciggy in the gutter , grabbed hold of the trolly and said (with a smile) "c'mon girls we can do this". Now of course I don't know if it was me applying a bit of shoulder to the problem or them applying more effort to the problem but that trolly did make it over the curb so they could wheel it over to the bus. What pleased me was the look of almost wonder on the face of lady nearest me when she said thank you. - maybe she realised that not all farang are arseh*les.

Whoever you were ladies I hope you had a good trip !

Bt2,000 fine for that you wonklette.

My little boy saying "Cuddle, Mummy!" with his arms open wide. Wait, that doesn't qualify, that is a necessity. Anything to do with him is.

OK, dogs sleeping across my stomach, particularly pups. Little Manao (a pup) wanting up on my lap every time I sit at the computer, she's here now, nibbling her tail (skin probs).

Ooooooh. That is nice. Cuddles with son and puppies, too. Sigh. Puppy breath and little bodies curled up in your lap. Yum. And little kitties. I do miss having kitties. I do have 11 guppy fry, but they do not cuddle.

Today, I felt good because I had lots of work and it's raining, so cool, and my neighbours' doggies are sleeping at my feet. And now at almost 4pm, I have poured a glass of wine because I started work at 5am. I hate New York. Kind of. I am poor, but happy to be paying off my debts.

Yesterday it started to rain at around noon, very heavily. I noticed after a few minutes that the rain was slanting in a different direction than it had done for the previous times, it's normally hitting the back of the house, this time it was on the right side, it took me another couple of minutes to realise that this would also mean that 'little girls' room would be getting flooded through the constantly open windows.

I rushed to shut them (and I was right) got my arm through the security grill and grabbed the handle of the first one and pulled it closed (no way was I going outside) went for the second one, the instant my hand touched the handle, a bolt of lightning grounded about fifty feet in-front of me.

When my heart rate had dropped bellow 300 BPM and every hair on my body had stopped standing to attention, the only thought in my head was "it's good to be alive"

Reminders of that do serve their purpose

Wow thaddy, devine intervention? This one shouId be on the other thread!

SeriousIy tho, gIad you were ok.

Wow thaddy, devine intervention? This one shouId be on the other thread!

I know what you mean.

As historically, both legally and philosophically, lightening has always been regarded as an 'Act of God'...... I just think his aim was off

The second thought in my head was "nah nah, you missed me............. again"

Last night, at Newmarket Races - working a private box - sipping Red Wine and dancing with my staff to MADNESS live (our house, Baggy Trousers, House of fun, etc...) who were playing for a reduced and rain drenched public. Nevwer mind the rain I says, let's get out there and go mental!! And we danced in true Madness style!!!

Awesome good feelings!

Last night, at Newmarket Races - working a private box - sipping Red Wine and dancing with my staff to MADNESS live (our house, Baggy Trousers, House of fun, etc...) who were playing for a reduced and rain drenched public. Nevwer mind the rain I says, let's get out there and go mental!! And we danced in true Madness style!!!

Awesome good feelings!

Yes Awesome....yuou just cannot beat a bit of Madness dancing over a few shandys!

House of Fun!!!!!x%%&^"$!!¬

prefer this one......Our House

Suggs was only 18 years old on here.... The Prince

I remember when people were happy and off their tits at the same time....

Happy People

Hey Kayo,

I was at Newmarket last night, I thought I saw you, heres a pic I took....

Last night, at Newmarket Races - working a private box - sipping Red Wine and dancing with my staff to MADNESS live (our house, Baggy Trousers, House of fun, etc...) who were playing for a reduced and rain drenched public. Nevwer mind the rain I says, let's get out there and go mental!! And we danced in true Madness style!!!

Awesome good feelings!

Listening to "I Feel Good" as sung by James Brown (RIP)!

I remember when people were happy and off their tits at the same time....

Happy People

That brings back memories, there's some good clips there. It really was a revolution, albeit a drug fueled revolution.

It certainly wasnt free though, £20 to get in the big warehouse raves meant most of the time house music meant just that, in a house packed out and pumping until the break of dawn and then everybody scarpering off when the police came back mob handed, can't blame 'em for that after getting chased off all night

1988 and '89 really was a turning point, people from all walks of life and all cultures put two fingers up to the establishment and followed their own agenda.

During that period football, pub and interracial violence virtually ceased, people mixed with each other and found they had more in common than they ever previously thought.

Love, peace and unity was the order of the day, no wonder the powers that be were so afraid and and brought in laws to criminalise the culture whilst the advertising world went into overdrive to control the bandwagon that for once wasn't of their making.

At the time I was 20 years old and living in west london I'm glad I was there to see it and I saw some mad sights. Viva revolution!

Hi Robski,

good comments. I to was one of the Acid House Generation, now long gone into commercial house venues and superstar DJs. The illegal partys were the finest memories and being a DJ in that period one enjoyed the luxuries of good gear and beautiful women!

Still have all my old vinyl and some good memories, the damage underneath my bonnet is yet tobe seen though! Glad to hear someone of the same age and cultural tastes is still around!

I remember when people were happy and off their tits at the same time....

Happy People

That brings back memories, there's some good clips there. It really was a revolution, albeit a drug fueled revolution.

It certainly wasnt free though, £20 to get in the big warehouse raves meant most of the time house music meant just that, in a house packed out and pumping until the break of dawn and then everybody scarpering off when the police came back mob handed, can't blame 'em for that after getting chased off all night

1988 and '89 really was a turning point, people from all walks of life and all cultures put two fingers up to the establishment and followed their own agenda.

During that period football, pub and interracial violence virtually ceased, people mixed with each other and found they had more in common than they ever previously thought.

Love, peace and unity was the order of the day, no wonder the powers that be were so afraid and and brought in laws to criminalise the culture whilst the advertising world went into overdrive to control the bandwagon that for once wasn't of their making.

At the time I was 20 years old and living in west london I'm glad I was there to see it and I saw some mad sights. Viva revolution!

Well trying to keep it on topic I have to say that music in general is something that makes me feel great, but... it is essential!

I've got a very extensive collection of dance music from '87 - '89 (all mp3 on my hardrive nowadays though) and a lot of the tunes just bring back so many memories and send a tingle down my spine, in fact playing 'acid tracks' by phuture or 'oochy koochy' by baby ford is enough to send me into a flashback

There are still the elusive few tracks (and also many from later on) that I would love to add to my collection that I will probably never come across, in a way it makes me sad like a feeling of urequitted love, but there is always the hope that I will come across those tunes and the rush from finding them let alone playing them is truly priceless.

I'm sure you know exactly what I mean CC, you really had to be there

An Icy cold beer on a hot day

An icy cold beer on a cold day

An icy cold beer on any day ending with the letter "y"

Lying on the road after being hit by a truck and realising that I am not dead or permanently damaged

Getting my bike back from the repairs and she is a good as new

Getting PMs/eMails/telephone calls/visits from friends when they heard about my accident and made the effort to contact me

A girl who I knew who rode with her friend out to my house from town not knowing where I actually live. Took them an hour and five phone calls to get there. Came with fruit and food in single serve bags.

Getting a new snake from p1p and carrying it home in a transparent plastic container strapped to the back of my bike to the consternation of a police officer who was waiting at the traffic lights next to me.

Getting an Air Card for the laptop at home so that I can access the net and Thai Visa again

The upcoming Thai Visa party on 18 August in Chiang Mai - probably won't feel too good the next morning though

My football club winning a game (not happening much recently)

Living in Thailand

Knowing that even when sh1t happens it happens for a reason and that it beats being dead by a country mile

Life really is good when you appreciate the little things in it.

CB

Great post Crowboy and good to see you bouncing back, what doesn't kill you surely makes you stronger

Great post Crowboy and good to see you bouncing back, what doesn't kill you surely makes you stronger

I'll second this! I remember years ago hurtling down a mountain I was climbing (free climbing - no ropes) and I saw a big wooden post approaching which I thought I'd grab. When I hit it with all my body weight it broke and I continued 'cartoon like' hurtling down the mountain. I don't know how far I fell but I suddenly hit a pile of rock which stopped me. badly winded I thought, 'I'm not dead', next thought was 'what's the damage?' I felt sure I'd been hurt. But sure enough, being young and stupid, I was fine, just bruised and scratched. The panic in my friends voices up the mountain caused me more concern as I couldn't answer as I could not yet catch my breath. Afterwards in a youth hostel not so far away, the constant comments were 'You are one lucky bastard!'

Many other similar stories of a similar nature suggest that perhaps I should not be here!

Ah, happy days...

Snake, Cawbie? Live or what? I liked your post, too.

Right now I feel like I am paying for some bad karma. Whatever I do or get, it turns sour or breaks. Don't know how to deal with it. I started some meditation and prayer. Whenever I hold my hands palm up for that, I always felt energy heat sources in the centre of my palms. They're gone! I am practising every day now, so they are coming back gradually but not like before. I think I need a blessing.

Oh ya, feeling good...I got a big basket of blueberries today from the Fraser Valley (big farming area). I wish I could share them with you all. They are scrumpdilleeishous.

And, the wine store has my fav wine again.

And I got a salmon fillet for dinner.

The rosemary sprigs I planted in May or so, are growing like weeds, so dug them up, gave half to my neighbour and repotted the rest. They smell so fresh. I hope at least one grows tall enough to serve as my Christmas tree this year.

My neighbour gave me an Italian basil plant.

My other neighbour let me use his Internet when mine failed the other day; I never met him before! My NY boss couldn't believe it. He said, "You can do that in Canada?"

My 11 guppy fry are happy (ie, still alive).

Music makes me feel good too. BUT, dancing to music makes me feel even better. Especially if im doing something that would be a bit mundane otherwise. Like jogging or housework. Or singing along to music, thats good, even if sung badly. Singing in the shower rocks too.

If I am feeling a bit down the endorphines from music/exercise/singing helps to pick me up again.

If im feeling REALLY down and want to feel better, then weirdly enough, wallowing in a sad movie with some ice cream or chocolate and a roll of toilet paper to cry into, makes me feel MUCH better after.

edit: er..i dont actually dance while jogging...WTH. Scrap that one, I just listen to music while jogging !!

Snake, Cawbie? Live or what? I liked your post, too.

It is definitely alive. It is a 50cm kukri snake which is non poisonous but has needle sharp teeth and an extra long one mid jaw. This is used to slash its prey (or my finger) hence the name kukri which is a type of knife found in Malaysia and Indonesia. It is a "training snake" which p1p gave me to practice handling. It is a very fast moving animal and quite aggressive so it bites often and hard if I make a mistake. The idea is to get familiarity with handling it and then move up to something like a cat or rat snake which is bigger 150cm and even more bite happy so requires more care. Around my house is rice farms and scrub so it is snake zone 1. I personally have a morbid fear of snakes so this is my way of dealing with it. Currently I am grateful that it isn't a cobra because I would be dead about 12 times over by now

Right now I feel like I am paying for some bad karma. Whatever I do or get, it turns sour or breaks. Don't know how to deal with it. I started some meditation and prayer. Whenever I hold my hands palm up for that, I always felt energy heat sources in the centre of my palms. They're gone! I am practising every day now, so they are coming back gradually but not like before. I think I need a blessing.

hmm you being such a warm and benevolent soul I can't imagine why anything would zing back at ya like that Still in all seriousness I think that sometimes we get these phases to force us to take stock and review our life. In my case, I always look back and think ok what lesson have I failed to learn? Then take it as a crossing point. I can continue to do the same thing in the same way or I can choose to make a change in my life. It is also good because I get to look at myself and think 'well actually life is pretty good and I have a lot to be gratefull for". I had a major bike accident when I was 20 and died three times but resucitated each time. It dramatically changed my life and I had a lot to learn from it. One thing I realised is that every day was a bonus and something I would not otherwise have had.

I have been blown up and my vehicle destroyed around me from a land mine in Namibia. Shot at (frequently) and had a maniac ex wife try to kill me (repeatedly) I figure that either I have a blessed life or neither God nor the devil want me so they keep leaving me here.

Thailand is the best place for me and keeps me sane (mostly) and happy (almost always)

Oh ya, feeling good...I got a big basket of blueberries today from the Fraser Valley (big farming area). I wish I could share them with you all. They are scrumpdilleeishous.

And, the wine store has my fav wine again.

And I got a salmon fillet for dinner.

The rosemary sprigs I planted in May or so, are growing like weeds, so dug them up, gave half to my neighbour and repotted the rest. They smell so fresh. I hope at least one grows tall enough to serve as my Christmas tree this year.

My neighbour gave me an Italian basil plant.

My other neighbour let me use his Internet when mine failed the other day; I never met him before! My NY boss couldn't believe it. He said, "You can do that in Canada?"

My 11 guppy fry are happy (ie, still alive).

From your list above I would say you are doing pretty well - my neighbours dropped in food for me when I was recovering and couldn't hobble up to the market. They would just leave things at the front gate. All up I think I did pretty well

I thought of other things that make me happy.

Getting a letter with newsclippings from my dad - we can't stand eachother in person but maintain a relationship by post. The clippings are all very parochial and out of date but I really enjoy getting them. We send letters each week and they cross in the post but we don't care.

Learning a new song on the guitar and getting all the parts right. My brain isn't wired right for learning music so I have to practice and practice until I eventually get it. I love to plug the CD player with the backing track, into my amp and belt out something at full volume that has taken me ages to learn.

The smell of fresh baked bread - I have a bread maker and set it to finish at around waking time. Make a big pot of tea and eat fresh bread that is too hot to handle. Hmm lovely.

The smell of jasmine and honeysuckle on a hot night

The smell of eucalyptus trees - something only an Australian can understand or appreciate. One of my weird experiences was the sudden scent of eucalytus in Saudi Arabia.

Fresh pizza and coffee also do it for me

CB

I like flowers.

Got a vase of white lilies blooming next to the desk.

I like books.

Got a stack on the desk.

I like my sand paper weight.

Daughter made it for me, five different colors she picked out.

I like penguins.

Got a calendar of them on the wall, a WWF one to help out.

Bamboo makes me feel good.

Got a jar with two foot tall bamboo, bright green hanging on the desk next to the stack of books.

Good times, good times......

there's so,e good and interesting posts here.

I too have a blessed life, if not always a happy one.

For now I'd only add a quote by Mr Waits:

There ain't no Devil - it's just God when he's drunk.

there's so,e good and interesting posts here.

I too have a blessed life, if not always a happy one.

For now I'd only add a quote by Mr Waits:

There ain't no Devil - it's just God when he's drunk.

If that is the case, then me thinks God should consider attending AA.....

there's so,e good and interesting posts here.

I too have a blessed life, if not always a happy one.

For now I'd only add a quote by Mr Waits:

There ain't no Devil - it's just God when he's drunk.

If that is the case, then me thinks God should consider attending AA.....

I already did my child, it gave me a headache so i went on the pish in heaven with the angels!

there's so,e good and interesting posts here.

I too have a blessed life, if not always a happy one.

For now I'd only add a quote by Mr Waits:

There ain't no Devil - it's just God when he's drunk.

Oh, tell me brave Captain, why are the wicked so strong? How do the angels get to sleep when the devil leaves the porch light on?

We are alive...last time I checked...this makes me feel good to know we are a part of something whether you like it or not!

Reality

Trippy....

there's so,e good and interesting posts here.

I too have a blessed life, if not always a happy one.

For now I'd only add a quote by Mr Waits:

There ain't no Devil - it's just God when he's drunk.

Oh, tell me brave Captain, why are the wicked so strong? How do the angels get to sleep when the devil leaves the porch light on?

What was the other good one of his (I found this one to be very buddhist.. balance etc... :

Surely if I rid myself of my demons, My angels would leave me too...?

"And I admit that I ain't no angel

I admit that I ain't no saint

I'm selfish and I'm cruel but you're blind

If I exorcise my devils

Well my angels may leave too

When they leave they're so hard to find"

Tom Waits - Please Call Me, Baby - Album: The Heart of a Saturday Night.