BLOG: Irish Magic Stick

Thursday. Hungover. Very hungover. Mistakes were made, fam. Mistakes were made. Last night was the deciding factor for me to leave Bangkok for awhile. I went to the bar and it was dead. Everyone I was writing about has left or disappeared. I was standing outside smoking a cigarette when...Read More

BLOG: Goodnight, Saigon

Thursday morning. Sitting on the balcony with my coffee, croissant, and cigarette. As per usual. I woke up with some aches and pains, so I definitely need to do some yoga today. I have a new neighbor next to me so I can’t blast my music anymore, lol. Alas. I...Read More

BLOG: We Got Your War

[marches in with a megaphone chanting The Guillotine by The Coup in general protest of literally everything going on back home] Hey you! We got your war! We’re at the gates! We’re at your door! Hey you! We got your war! We’re at the gates! We’re at your door! We...Read More