Category Archives: Relationships

The Renewal of the New World

September 25, 2010 – 1:14 am

The other night I sat through a speech of Evo Morales, the Bolivian president. He spoke in Spanish. His native language is that of the indigenous people of his landlocked nation. Quechua or Aymara. As a child Evo worked communal field where property belong to the village. He supports Socialism as the only social system […]

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You Bet I Would

September 19, 2010 – 11:30 am

Yesterday afternoon I was watching the Texas-Tennessee football game at Frank’s Bar on Fulton. I was the only customer. Sam, the blonde bartender, had just returned from a six-week vacation in Slovakia. “Nice weather.” I had noticed the deep tan. Weather in Eastern Europe had been almost tropical this summer. “Too hot.” She smiled with […]

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ONLY A FEW REGRETS by Peter Nolan Smith

August 17, 2010 – 7:30 am

“Regrets I have a few, but not too few to mention.” Frank Sinatra sang in MY WAY. I myself only have regrets about the things I have not done for I can live with those I have done; the good, the bad, and the in-between, however other people are not so self-forgiving. The other day […]

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Blessing The House

July 28, 2010 – 7:00 am

Johnson had been living in Bangkok between his oil rig gigs. Hers first choice was Ban Suay Nok near her brother. Johnson had been to Ban Suay Nok twice. Her brother had no family resemblance. “He not brother 100%. Not same father.” Thai relationships are very confusing for simple farangs. Johnson decided to move to […]

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Love Advice for the Deaf

July 11, 2010 – 12:28 pm

Spike was a Tasmanian demolition engineer. His age could be 55 or 65. Not a handsome man. His gut was an investment of thousands of beers. He drank to steady his hands. Dynamite was in his veins. His ears were tone deaf. “Drinking calms my nerves.” Spike visited Pattaya every year for a three-month holiday. […]

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