i wanted to prove that i do still exist and this blog is still active.  and to prove that it is not a computer writing this, I can recall an old lady chasing me with a stick in a dark Bangkok alleyway (beware if you ever think of bypassing real loos in this country).

The national colour for the last month or so has been BLACK, BLACK, BLACK since the king's sister died, with a day of mild relief on Chinese New Years when the reds came out of the closet.  We were just starting to return to more ordinary dress codes when my boss's father died over the weekend, so now it's back to the funerary dress.

Thailand is no longer under military rule - we have a real prime minister (a buddy of Thaksin's, no less) who has had the excellent idea of bannng smoking in all public places - I'm not talking about restaurants and bars, I'm talking in the street, generally.  Let's see how long that law lasts.

Meanwhile I'm still working the same job and living in the same apartment, still single and still a satan-worshipping necrophiliac.