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Playing the odds in VEGAS
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 27/06/2010
» There's barely a week to go before returning to Thailand, and I'm pulling out all stops to cram in as much as I can into my time left here in the United States. One of those activities includes a whirlwind trip to Las Vegas.
Native tongue twisters
Andrew Biggs, Published on 02/05/2010
» All around my Los Angeles neighbourhood are hand-written signs tacked onto lofty palm trees: ``ACCENT ELIMINATION''. The two words are followed by a local telephone number, which to my surprise doesn't begin with 555. Accent Elimination _ how intriguing.
The dark side of Thailand
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 28/03/2010
» There is an ad on Thai TV at the moment for a product that whitens your armpits. That's right. Your armpits. That's all; nothing else. You think I'm joking, but I'm not. It's an ad for a roll-on deodorant, but the main thing is not that you smell nice. Rather, your underarms will be white.
Plain bloody minded
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 21/03/2010
» Last Tuesday we witnessed the spectacle of a couple of thousand largely under-educated, but probably very nice, country folk spatter their blood at the gates to Parliament House. A Brahmin priest dressed in unflattering white danced and chanted and painted evil curses in blood on the four corners of the House. As the sun went down the red shirts went back to their camping ground at the Royal Plaza, and I went home wondering if they were remaking Monty Python here in Thailand.
A very weighty matter
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 24/01/2010
» I caught my dear friend Evil Neil going through his New Year's presents last week as I paid him a visit in his office.
What's in a name? Plenty in this country
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 17/01/2010
» There is a building not far from my home in salubrious Samut Prakan that I happen to pass whenever I take a shortcut to Sukhumvit Road. It's a boring, designless concrete factory or shop or something or other. And out the very front, in very big letters, is the name of the business: "NEWISH GERMS".
It's just not cricket (I Wish)
Brunch, Andrew Biggs, Published on 03/01/2010
» I write this from a dark corner of my bedroom in my mother's holiday unit in Marcoola, Queensland, a room to which I have retreated in order to escape the scourge that infects this otherwise idyllic Australian holiday I'm enjoying this week. It's cricket, and I can't escape it.