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Khun Mark for PM!

From Bangkok Post:

Patrician for premier?

ANALYSIS: By Peter Janssen, dpa

Chances of Abhisit Vejjajiva – the Oxford-educated 43-year-old leader of the Democrat Party – becoming Thailand’s next prime minister have risen in recent weeks in tandem with the downfall of his once arch rival – Thaksin Shinawatra.

ETA : I made more edits later on when I got home and actually had time to do research. So, here we go.)

Abhisit–his nickname is Mark, by the way–has been my favorite since he entered Thai political scene as one of the youngest politician ever years ago. He was in his early 30s then and when his face splashed onto television screen, the female population, young and old and me included, went ga-ga over him.

Obviously, he’s a good looking man. This is a lot like why back in the days, folks seem to like Clinton so much. Charisma and good looks go a long way for someone in politics.

But then you learn more about Khun Mark and you continue to swoon…and be impressed. Eton and Oxford graduate who walks the straight and narrow path with a dream to save the country from itself and corruption.

Khun Mark is educated, smart, polite, and an honest man (at least from we know of) who I have been rooting for PM since he’s started. Yes, he’s a pretty boy but it’s also the whole young blood, new wave thing. Out with the corrupted, power grabbing old geezers. In with the newer, highly educated, ethical and forward thinking younguns!

My money has always been on Khun Mark. I *KNEW* this man is going to lead my country someday. Every time there was a turmoil in the country, I kept asking my mom, “When are they going to make Khun Mark a PM?” Her reply has always been, “He’s too young for that still, sweetie. Give him a few more years.”

And here we are!

So, if he gets the seat, it’ll just be fabulous, adding one more to my “I told you so!” list.

I just have a way of predicting certain things. Like, this kid in this movie, he’s going to go on and be big. Or this song I just heard is going to blow up huge on the chart. ETC.

I predicted Amber Tamblyn was going somewhere from that first scene in The Ring. I knew America Ferrera was going to be a big star someday since “Real Women have curves”. I knew Nelly Fertado’s “Promiscuous” single was going to hit the chart the first time I heard it on a cell phone commercial.

And now, my beloved Khun Mark may actually have a chance at the PM seat. If he did get it, my whole prediction since the first year he stepped into the limelight would be true.

Damn, I’m good.

Holy Heroes!

Heroes finale.
Damn.
DA-YAM!!!!

I may not have called the ending but I have called THAT ACTION quite a long time ago…[spoiler alert…highlight to read more]…since we found out than Nathan can fly and that Peter/Syler could explode. I was thinking, why didn’t he just fly the guy off? They do that in most action movies anyway! That’s all!

Keep it up, Kring!

P.S.  Brandon arrived in DC safe and sound.  Well, aside from the fact that his non-English speaking cabby drove him 8 miles in the wrong direction from his hotel.  Oh, and he said the hotel so far reminded him of the horror that was his NYC trip back in 2001 when the dot com sent him out to the NY branch.  Well, at least the door knob didn’t fall out when he closed the door.  That’s a good thing.

Shhh…

It’s been a quiet and relaxing weekend so far. You know, the 2 days break from the daily grind that feels like a 7 day vacation? One of those.

We spent an hour at a client’s house in the morning. It was half work half social call, so that was fun. I ran all sorts of errands in the early afternoon, much enjoyable and productive alone time. The rest of the afternoon was a mixture of doing laundry, taking a nap, watching TV, and reading my Dresden Files book.

I cooked dinner to Scrubs Season 1 Disc 2 and we sat down to watch it together. Many occasions I almost snorted wine out of my nose.

Who would I choose between Dr. Cox and Dr. House? Dr. House inched out on the fact that he isn’t too goofy looking. Plus the British accent. Heh. 🙂

Brandon went to bed early. His stomach was bugging him. So I was up reading blogs and writing one for Thai-Blogs on that silly picture I took with the Spicy Thai potato chips. I also caught my brother Onk online so we chat for a while.

Around midnight, B came out of the bedroom. Apparently, the F-Bombers in the next apartment complex gathered in a circle by their basketball hoop to, well, yell fuck this and fuck that at each other. Last weekend, they were fucking playing basketball at midnight and a few times more at 2 a.m. and 3 a.m. We called the cops on them already. And here we were again. Dumb fucks.

Needless to say, we were up quite late, waiting for the usual neighborhood quietness to return. But then again, we didn’t roll out of bed until 10.

LOVE. QUIET. WEEKEND!

Thank god we don’t do Easter. LOL.

Simple joy in a weekend

#1 Man Meat.

Hmm...man meat

300. Complete and total meat fest for ladies and gay men everywhere. Delicious from beginning to end. Even when bloodied, decapitated, or one-eyed. Even the bad guy is hot. I mean, Rodrigo Santoro in metal chains and not much else. Let me here you say, fuck yeah!

See? The Spartans are nice and ripped and it looked believable. You know, they’re conditioned that way. It’s not the gigantic beefy juiced up muscles. I can’t stand those.

The lean muscles that looks like you didn’t spent hours at the gym but get them from doing whatever it is that you do. The seemingly effortless ripples. THAT’s the kind of muscles I like on my men.

The rest of the movie? The action was fine. Whatever. It gets old after a while. And it dragged here and there. But I must commend the action sequence when King Leonidas, the super tasty Gerald Butler…well, not as yummy as when he was in Tomb Raider II, charged the Persian army for the first time. That scene was super neat. Too damn long a sequence, but neat. Another point that almost redeems the movie for me is a spoiler. Highlight the next paragraph to see what I say:

I don’t know about your theater, but mine exploded into applause–and a few woohoo–when the Queen grabbed the sword and stabbed that mother fucking Senator. Oh, how the ladies in the theater rejoice in that victory!

#2 St. Patrick’s Day Impromptu Party

And then there was St. Patty’s at home which I blogged while alcoholized. A mere dinner for 6 turned into a full blown party of 10. I was lucky to have enough food, booze, and dessert to feed everyone who turned up! It was fun quoting Princess Bride while drunk, by the way.

We played Scrabbles and then later used those tiles for poker chips in a never ending game of poker. As in, “Oh hey look I’m out of chips”. “Here, have some of mine.” “Sweet!”

#3 Recovery Sunday

Sunday I slept in. Essentially the same gang minus Erik went to lunch with even more people at Chen’s. At $11 each total we stuffed ourselves silly and for those of us who happened to crave grease the morning after got our wishes.

Now that you mentioned it, I still have the same headache since I woke up on Sunday. I thought it was a hangover, but after loads of water, an afternoon nap, and a full good night sleep, it just hadn’t really completely gone away.

When I had time to think about it, I felt that little alien hatching in my brain, slowly eating my right eyeball from inside out. Speaking of which…here it goes again.
Anyways. It’s been a fantastic weekend.

*Blip*

*Blip*

*Blip*

*Blip*

Only a speck on a radar.

Not significant

Enough

To pay attention to

Yet ever present.

*Blip*

*Blip*

*Blip*

Like a gnat.

A distant mosquito.

A stubborn fly.

Its absence would be just

Enough

To make someone wonders

Hey, did it all of the sudden just get

Quiet

In here?

*Blip*

*Blip*

*Blip*

And they move on along

As the little *Blip*

Fades into the dark corner

*Blip*

Of a lonely night

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Where she belongs

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