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Hi, I'm no expert, but I did just learn about this myself (I'm living in BKK) and am dealing with it a bit right now, so I'll tell you what little I've learned... Without hopefully starting a PC vs. Mac war (I'm on a Mac, and using an iPhone), it was actually pretty simple and cool. I also use True. Can't help you as far as getting a temporary data package, but my guess is, as long as you have one, any one that connects you to the net (presumably via 3G), it should work, regardless of what package. In the Settings on an iPhone, near the very top is a choice called "Personal Hotspot" (if someone hadn't pointed out to me what that was, I never would have known or probably checked it out). You click on that setting and literally toggle it from "off" to "on" -- and that's it! I connect my iPhone to my laptop with a USB, just like I'm downloading music or anything else to it. My laptop recognizes it as it's internet source automatically, and I did nothing else. And, compared to the wi-fi internet connections I've had at my apartments, hotels, etc., I can see no difference whatsoever in the speed. So, I literally connected my phone to my laptop and clicked one button and voila! Quite impressive. But, then again, you being on a PC, you may have to do a lot of back-end mumbo-jumbo to make it work (oops! There I go starting a brouhaha... )... Good luck!

So it's gonna be like that, huh? Tequila or no tequila, Ladyboys in the Mist are gonna getcha! Hey New York Jew boy, it's "kibosh" not "kabash" (which is a word, but not the one you're looking for). Whadayagonnado...?

You dawg! But I forgive you, cuz you remembered my awesome quote...

Rather surprised to hear you say that, Brother JimJim, the laid-back hedonist that you are. And I can honestly say that no, never once have I ever wished I hadn't discovered the place. I was curious how my opinion would change after moving here last September. Not enough time has passed to conclude decisively, but despite the frustrations and silliness, I'm still giddy to be here. I just love the lifestyle... I think it has just about everything I need and enjoy... Tropical climate with no winters (!!!), easy-going peaceful culture and lifestyle, affordable world-class spicy (!) food, Buddhism and its aesthetics, affordable massage as part of the fabric of the culture, the pharmacies, the textiles and that I can easily design whatever I want (one man's faggoty trousers is another man's treasure and all that), the nightlife and the LB-lovers' brotherhood, the beaches and landscape, and the palpable uninhibited intense and intoxicating sexuality in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife. No, can't say I don't like the place...

Not to worry -- replacements are cheap and on the way!

Dunno how I missed this thread, but... I did all the leg work, so to speak, for this about six months ago while I was living in that area. Save yourself the time of visiting the above listed places -- the shit you have to go through upon entering one of these places is infuriating. It'll only get me upset over my breakfast to detail it here, so I'll cut to the chase: Go to Bumrungrad Hospital, off Soi 3. They've got a fantastic little gym there that's affordable for a one-day pass, with well-appointed equipment, and friendly and fairly-informed staff (none of which will you get anywhere else in the area). Not many know about it, so it's relatively empty. No punching bag, though...

For some reason, I can't picture it. But if Anthony70 says it's his all-time favorite place in Pattaya, well then it's worth seeking out... (RE the drink prices, I think he reported that the beers have dropped back down to 85bt)

Hadn't had a drink in two weeks and someone (bkkldby!) puts a free bottle of good tequila in front of me. A recipe for disaster. Today was a total wash... But it was worth it! How'd you know!? Actually, she's the only one that's a bigger advocate for Ladyboys in the Mist than I am, so I believed her when she said it was lost. I'm sure TT is the one who "lost" it. For those of you playing at home, rest assured we did indeed have smoke... but you had to physically man the thing -- got boring after about a minute... Good times...

Titleist too??? This is all too much...

There's even a rumour going around that the elusive "Perth Couple" may make an appearance. Stay tuned here...

Sadly, I had to move apts today, so I couldn't make it down. But the J-man will be there. Just look for the largest cluster of LBs -- he'll be the dude in the middle...

Often enough it's a certain level of insecurity that makes one become a sponsor. Then being that sponsor only fuels that insecurity...

Not very nice, To judge so quick. My Hi-So girl, Got a 10-inch dick!

Ooh, catty... I like it!

Shit, mang, I shiver at the thought. As I have now fully given myself over to this place, it's pretty certain my life would be drastically different right now. As long as this lifestyle, and LBs, exist, I think I would have found it. But if they didn't... Growing up in the eastern U.S. is brutal on a young man's libido. The culture is so painfully repressed. And the itch that wasn't getting scratched was getting, well, itchier and itchier... So, it's not inconceivable that I could have eventually gotten even more subversive, trolled the bowels of NYC, and startws hanging out in places frequented by guys who look like the dude in black leather from the Village People. Or maybe I woulda copped out and been in some hateful marriage in the 'burbs, eventually doing weird and pathetic things with other dead souls in the neighborhood. As it stands, I'm living in paradise and having blood-rushing experiences I never imagined possible on the regular. So yeah, no regrets finding this divergent path...

Front page of today's Bangkok Post: http://www.bangkokpost.com/news/politics/295482/transgender-wins-pao-seat News > Politics POLITICS Transgender wins PAO seat Published: 29/05/2012 at 01:42 AM Newspaper section: News 0Share Transgender Yollada ''Nok'' Suanyos beat male opponents to win a seat as councillor on the Nan provincial administration organisation in an election on Sunday. Yollada: To push women’s rights Ms Yollada, 30, received 3,808 votes, edging out former Nan mayor Phawat Sattayawong, who came second with 3,659 votes in Constituency 1 of tambon Nai Wiang in Muang district, according to unofficial election results for the 24 PAO council seats. Ms Yollada, who had a sex-change operation at 16, said yesterday her position on the PAO council will help her work better with the government in solving problems regarding the rights of women and trans-female groups. Viewing herself as a ''new wave'' in politics, Ms Yollada, also the president of the Trans Female Association of Thailand, said her work would receive more support, especially from transgenders. The election on Sunday was mainly a race between two groups _ those who support incumbent PAO head Narin Laoaraya, and independent candidates wanting seats on the council to monitor PAO administrators.

Awesome intel, buddy!!! Her number still the same...?

Costanza: Why do I get pesto? Why do I think I'll like it? You walk into a restaurant, and all you hear is -- pesto, pesto, pesto! Where was pesto 10 years ago? Lecter: ... a nice Chianti.

Just when you thought you'd heard it all about those wacky Japanese, there's this: A 22-year old "asexual" Japanese guy has his twig and berries removed and cooks them for paying guests: Link: http://www.japanherald.com/index.php?sid/206096888/scat/c4f2dd8ca8c78044 Article (apologies if it didn't copy well): Japanese man cooks and serves own genitalia to guests Japan Herald (ANI) Saturday 26th May, 2012 A Japanese man, who had his genitals removed, cooked and served them to five paying dinner party guests. Mao Sugiyama, 22, who is asexual, had voluntarily undergone surgery to have them removed. But the illustrator took his frozen penis and scrotum home from hospital and organised a grim party. He charged guests around 160 pounds per person to eat his severed genitalia in Tokyo, Japan. They were garnished with mushrooms and parsley. According to CalorieLab.com, guests sat down to listen to a piano recital and take part in a panel discussion, before tucking into dinner. Sugiyama, who goes by the nickname HC, had initially considered eating his own penis - but decided to serve them up instead. He cooked the genitalia himself as he was supervised by a chef. In a Tweet, he offered to cook his penis for a guest for 800 pounds. However, he ultimately decided to split the "meal" between six guests. "I am offering my male genitals (full penis, testes, scrotum) as a meal for 100,000 yen ( 800). I'm Japanese," the Daily Mail quoted him as tweeting. "The organs were surgically removed at age 22. I was tested to be free of venereal diseases. The organs were of normal function. I was not receiving female hormone treatment. "First interested buyer will get them, or I will also consider selling to a group. Will prepare and cook as the buyer requests, at his chosen location. If you have questions, please contact me by DM or e-mail," he wrote. In total around 70 people attended the event in the Suginami ward of Tokyo. While five people tucked into Mao Sugiyama's genitalia, the rest of them ate beef or crocodile. The people who ate his genitalia were a 30-year-old couple, a 22-year-old women, a 32-year-old man and Shigenobu Matsuzawa, 29, an event planner. "It's a once in a lifetime chance, so I decided on the spur of the moment to do it," he Tweeted before the event. He posted pictures of the event on his blog, but later removed them and said his decision to take them down was due to "privacy considerations." Sugiyama made guests sign a waiver so he was not responsible if they became ill after eating his genitalia. The dinner party organiser joked before the event that he would be posting his recipe online. Guests said that the genitalia were very rubbery and tasted of very little. Suginami Police were contacted but did not launch an investigation because they said nothing had been done which was against the law. Sugiyama, who is an illustrator, has also had his nipples removed. As an asexual, his genitalia will not be replaced with artificial female ones. (ANI)

I had put in to some of my music biz buddies back in NYC to see of they could get me on the guest list for the show, thinking what a stud I would be, taking a ladyboy and being on the guest list of the big Lady Gaga show. I asked a rather gaga ladyboy if she'd like to go with me and she promptly said no. The reason? It's at the outdoor national stadium: no air conditioning.

GUESS BAR: TT Chang's Party, Saturday, June 2. There will be sausages on offer, that's all I know...

Nice...

The Belfast Boys, Both bald as Kojak. Always on my trousers, Wanna get to my bozack.

[Please forgive the length of this post -- but after posting the above, just couldn't resist…] So, I make the above post, and dig into my whole grilled fish with relish (the sensation, not the condiment. but that was there too). And about five minutes later the SMS's start rolling in... "Can I eat you now?" etc, etc... Now, I'm still basking in the glow of what was without question one of the most thrilling trysts of my life, with someone who is as physically attractive, for my personal lusts, as is humanly possible, something out of a dream. And moments later, now here is the complete polar opposite, a full-figured, big-boobed post-op, not out of a dream, but literally the girl next-door. But as a wise man recently said, "Life is too short -- take happiness where you can find it -- you only pass this way once!" What, really, did I have to lose? So me and my battle-worn soldier march across the street. Ring the bell for room 69 (a good sign, in more ways than one -- OH!). I love it when a girl puts on her heels to answer the door, displaying her full regalia, a female version of peacocking. So, I was immediately charmed. (and the shoes came off before the door was closed...) And what regalia it was! What seemingly minutes ago was a girl in sandals with mussed hair, is now standing before me with hair all done up, in a strapless, hip-hugging dress, glitter on the cleavage, long fingernail extensions with rhinestone Union Jacks on them (Number One Sponsor is, obviously, a Brit, and she an anglophile, apparently slumming it this evening...). It's just too surreal not to smile. What's even more surreal is, here I am, in another apartment, one with the exact dimensions, layout and furniture as mine, one I've actually been in before -- the only one -- an LOS lifetime ago, also messing around with a ladyboy, but a different one with no penis, but reenacting all the same activities in all the same places around the room. Only in LOS... And so it went, we were kissing within three minutes. Full-lipped (full-everything-ed, save one), she's a luscious kisser, and my soldier immediately showed signs of "amassing" at her border (heretofore I had no idea how he was gonna react). Quick background: Only ever been with one postie, that I know of, accidentally, and in the early days. And still opted to go backdoor. So, I'm an SRS virgin. Then she stands me up, drops my drawers and proceeds to impale her head on my sword. I haven't received much deepthroating in my life, like my friend, erm, Deepthroat, nor specifically sought it out or even thought about it that much. But color me a fan! Fucking somebody's throat is great work if you can get it. Wow, that was awesome. Clothes are off and she's dragging me to the bedroom. I'm following what looks to be a natural, chocolate, round booty. I'm getting more excited by the second, but there's still "the moment of truth" to come... She pulls me down on top of her and she's so curvy and bodacious (she actually knew that word. Find me another Thai that knows the word "bodacious"...). Other than the boobs, I think it was all-natural. And what boobs they were! Not silicone, but whatever that top-shelf stuff is, I think the girls just say "gel" or "jelly". Haven't had fun playing with big boobs like that in a while. But then she starts to push my head down and I freeze. It started to resemble a moment like when you've got a dog on a leash that doesn't want to move, it's straining against the force and pretending not to notice. I think I might have even said something like, "What do I do with it?" or something equally ridiculous. She shows mercy on me and flips me over and starts up more of this spectacular phenomenon known as deepthroating. Eventually, out comes the condom and she starts riding me. Nothing terribly unusual in the sensation to report thus far, but just maybe harder, like a firm hand around it, with some sort of softer relaxed opening further in, like after your cupped fingers have passed over it, if that makes any sense, or like a tunnel with a cave at the end or something. Then she pulls me on top of her and I start fucking her in earnest. And I'm really digging the feel of this curvaceous chocolate body beneath me. And that's when it happened... a new sexual dimension I had never experienced before. As I'm writing now, it's been less than twelve hours since this happened, most of which was spent sleeping, so I don't know if I can put it into words properly, but... Here I am fucking a boy that's now a girl but still at least partially a boy that's doing the most womanly of things: being on the receiving end of man-to-woman vaginal intercourse, and giving herself up wholly to it, getting fucked by a boy that she's presumably attracted to, and letting herself go in that moment. And the look that she gave me, of fulfillment or validation or something, was such a rush that I got so hard and more into it than I ever imagined. And rarely has a sexual partner, be it lady or ladyboy, been so appreciative of my ministrations. She scrubbed me up, sent me on my way, and told me to cum back anytime. And I do believe I will. I don't think I'll be giving up genetic vagina or cock anytime soon, but I definitely have a new deviance to pile on the heap! Thanks to the post-op next-door. Just another night in the neighborhood. Only in LOS...

Look at Guess' hair. Notice anything unusual? That double-part in the front looks like copy hair to me. New in town, relocated from Pattaya, wearing a wig...