Thursday, February 27, 2014

Respect

Hi,

Today seemed like a cooler day until we went out with the dogs around 4:30pm and realized it was the same hot as yesterday.  It would appear that air/con can play tricks on the mind (555).

This week's 'Zany Day' song has had one response, but I'm sure you're working overtime to remember this gem.
"I call my baby on the telephone to tell her half my head was gone.  I just got hit by a great big brick, she says, 'thanks for reminding me about that Maverick.  Ah um, my baby love the __ __ ...."  Hint:  What is the genre of all these cowboys his girlfriend is mad about?  Time to saddle up.

I have been doing a little research into some R&B history regarding the first use of strings in a production.  There was one page I thought I'd share with you that I found quite interesting and educational.  It's a time-line that goes way back, but gives not only some musical history, but a reflection on the social times as well.


This morning most of our errands were on Bus Station street.  The cool part about it was that there were parking spaces available.  Sometimes, as in any busy town, there is no place to park and you just have to move on to something else.  There are tons of pet supply stores in Chiang Rai, but we've discovered that some products are only carried by the stores connected to a vet.  One such item is Doggie Toothpaste.  Both of our dogs get their teeth brushed every night, but we can only buy it at a vet's store.   The fruit stand we like is around the corner from the pet store so it was like making a little circuit.  

While driving around today I realized that one of the things I like about Chiang Rai is the mix of old and new.  In Bangkok, for instance, one is not likely to see some of the privative forms of transportation in the main part of town. Here, since we're so close to the 'country' we see everything all mashed together.  Old carts and new cars, bicycles and super-bikes, all sharing the road.  The same holds true with housing and businesses.  With no particular zoning to separate things, you might find a noodle shop next to a house, which is next to an insurance company.  

On our way home we made a point of stopping across from the new 'coffee stand' near our house.  Coffee guy was sitting behind his goods talking on his cell phone.  When he saw me taking his picture he waved.  We'll have to stop one day and have a cup.


This afternoon we bubble-wrapped six of Lisa's cast acrylic prints in preparation for her 'mini exhibit' which begins Saturday morning at Chivit Tamma Da, the coffee house by the river.  It will be up for a month, and will expose a new crowd to her work.  This will be the second such exhibit at the shop.

Have a Thrilling Thursday.

             Peace,
                       Danny

"If you want to be respected by others,
the great thing is to respect yourself."
~Fyodor Dostoevsky

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