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Business banter

B for Business banter: brilliant bullion A trio of b rains march into the b oardroom where the b oss b egins a b lab on b udgets, profits, and pricey ads B usiness is b eautiful! in other words it's a call which has b ecome a win-lose negotiation for impoverished academics to man b usiness communication. Turning to the only female among the three "You're a b rilliant lecturer, flatters he, except when you're emotional." "Oh shut up b oss," retorts she,   "I already know I'm b rilliant  except when emotional is so equivocal and I get too b rilliant perhaps to not grasp that your observation is my personal economic depression." That is her mind racing   A no is an answer the boss is not taking Clack her Vivienne Westwoods falter.  A few b locks down SWT B usiness Institute an investment fair constitutes b rokers who share expert analysis on b onds and securities, and the wonder of compound interest. "This," a...

Fascination

"Nothing in the world is as soft and yielding as the water from a fountain. Yet for dissolving the hard and inflexible, nothing can surpass the fountain" So says ancient Chinese philosopher Lao-Tze. I wonder what could he have thought about musical fountains. This one is. Right below the skytrain terminal station in Mochit is Suan Sirikit. This fountain entrances people in the park. The water dances while the music, which is understandably Thai, plays. It does not stop the fascination I know though. And it might have ended right then at the start.... * Thanks to Gray for tagging and lending me this photo. My World Tuesday is brought to you by Klaus and the My World Team Sandy , Wren , Fishing Guy , Sylvia

P is for Park Day

Sunday Stealing: The First 2011 Alphabet Meme Scroll down for Our Weekend Memoirs Today we ripped this meme off a blogger named Neil Turner at the blog Neil Turner from the blog Neil Turner's Blog (duh). Neil is from Yorkshire, England. He said he stole it from Troy. But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft's thieves might take some time. Cheers to all of us thieves! A is for Age: that age when they say life begins and it could be 1-90 B is for Beer of choice: I'm allergic to beer C is for Career: procrastination D is for favourite Drink: cold tea water E is for Essential item you use everyday: lappy F is for Favourite song at the moment: I'm not in love so don't forget it G is for favourite Game: dreaming H is for Home town: sleepy fruit basket at the foot of a volcano I is for Instruments you play: point and shoot J is for favourite Juice: mango K is for Kids: yeah, got a handful L is for Last ...

Christmas in Buddhist Land

December is when Thailand almost does not look like a Buddhist country especially in commercial areas. You just have to go out and see how business works with a Christian tradition. This is a tree inside Central Mall, Bangna Sky rail tracks on the right and Siam Paragon on the left. Christmas arches in the middle are abuzz with picture-taking. Inside Siam Paragon . That star rubs shoulders with Emporio Armani. All ready for the Countdown . Merry Christmas from Bangkok! My World Tuesday is brought to you by Klaus and the My World Team Sandy , Wren , Fishing Guy , Sylvia

Spirit House

As a Buddhist country, Thailand has plenty of beliefs and practices arising from Animism or Spirit Worship. A major feature of animistic practice is the spirit house. Its purpose is to provide dwelling for spirits or celestial beings on land. Thais believe that spirits are either good or evil and most expect respect from humans, like being informed if humans would want to start a business in a certain spot. If these spirits aren't, they can cause disastrous interference to any venture. (Reference: Chiangmai and Chiangrai ) A Thai spirit house can be seen in front of homes, hospitals, company buildings, everywhere. You can see it "on a pedestal in front of every hotel. It dresses the corner garden area of a restaurant ... at outdoor food markets. They are built on the grounds of Buddhist temples, outside caves in the mountains, near fishing ponds in the valleys, and occasionally in the middle of an otherwise uninhabited forest." (Source: Uniquely Thai ) This is a spirit h...

Tug o' War

Sunday Stealing: Sunday Stealing Player's Meme Please scroll down for Our Weekend Memoirs Today we ripped this meme not from a blogger but from you, our players and friends. We asked for original questions last week. And did you guys deliver! We believe we’ve got everyone in the credits. If we missed you, let us know! The star players who submitted questions were: Hooting Anni, Niko, Wendy, Melanie, Ace, Bambie, Zoan, Dixie Chick, Lynette from A Blog in the Rough, The Gal, Katie, Hazel, Me, Mark from An Erie Tapestry, Mamo Ko, Cat., Noelle, Kwizgiver, Shakaku, Catch Her in the Wry, Brandt, Debster, Zh3en22, Americanising Desi and Kathy. Head over to the SS headquarters for the grand theft. Cheers to all of us thieves! 1. :::sniff, sniff::: Is the dog in the house? he got sent overseas. you're just seeing his framed photo sitting prominently on the bookshelf 2. What is the best piece of advice you've ever received? There is always room for improvement. You only stop learn...

Majorly Personal

Our Weekend Memoirs: When old maids meet Please scroll down for Sunday Stealing A friend on the other side of the world mentioned this place. I discovered it's right down my backyard when I googled it. Since a co-old maid was game for a little exploration we went there last night. The name of this restaurant is apparently its most attractive feature. We punctuated the food with conservative-wild observations of 21st century old maidenhood. Ah, there's my Screwdriver. Reliable in penetration. "Don't these things come with a man?," we teased the server who gave us condoms instead of the usual mint candies after we settled the bill. More memoirs at Ebie and Arlene's Our Weekend Memoirs . ********************************************* Sunday Stealing: The Majorly Personal Meme, Part The Last Please scroll up for Our Weekend Memoirs Today we ripped this meme off a blog that is written by a group of high school students. The blog is called Eternal Fireworks. The wri...

This I give to you (pamana) and birthday week highlights

This is a 2-in-1 post today. I sort of incorporated the contents as they are related and fall into similar concepts for both memes which are equally significant to me. If you are dropping by from Mommy Moments, please scroll down. Thanks. Friday's Fave Five , hosted by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story is right next - It's probably a matter of orientation: I am used to uneventful birthdays. What I'm not used to is missing a few things. But I didn't and this week's faves are about what I'm thankful for the most: 1. Monday which was the day came and went peacefully. No issues at work, I ate what I wanted to eat, did a little shopping and I easily found the 'celebration' restaurant for tomorrow. I'm excited. 2. Greetings from good friends. I didn't expect anyone to call or email but they did and I appreciate that. 3. A promise in the sky, woot! See heaven's kiss on earth to boot. 4. Ticket to David Foster and Friends concert in October pu...

Prommas masked drama, BACC 2

An episode of the ancient sanskrit epic, The Ramayana, called Khon Prommas or Prommas Masked Drama was on exhibit at the Bangkok Arts and Culture Center last year. Khon masks represent aspects of crown, headdresses and other elements of royal costume. Throne halls occupied by various gods and demons are depicted in a khon drama episode. Semi-precious materials like silk, metallic threads, bettle wings and glass beads are used to embroider a khon costume. One objective of the exhibit is to preserve forms of craftmanship related to the performing arts such as Khon itself. It is also for the general public to learn more about the production of a khon drama. The exhibit was part of a year-long 80th birthday celebrations for His Majesty King Bhumibol. That's My World Tuesday is brought to you by the MyWorld team: Klaus Sandy Wren Fishing Guy Sylvia

Favorite mommy moments

We're posting our favorite Mommy Moments entries this week. Mine are those that have something to do with my interests: the entries from precious gift and music themes. But then with all the other interests and the fun times it's hard to choose really. I am so glad I can say that because bad days like when Cj throws a tantrum drive me crazy. I have a kind of slow time recovering from emotions out of upsetting moments that involve Cj. But the advice goes, "dwell on the positive" so dwell I try. Here's a photo taken at Cj's school. As I mentioned on my post last week , Cj does not like his pic taken nowadays. This was no different with his back to the camera. I asked his dad to click anyway because I want Cj to have a visual record of his first teacher. This was taken after he and his classmates danced for their mommies during the Queen's birthday which was also Mother's Day here. ~ Mommy Moments is brought to you by Chris ~

Midnight at the airport

Picture a six months pregger escorted by a gay friend (not on photo), waiting for a jumbo jet to land and constantly texting and talking on the phone with someone in the US. That's I 1,825 midnights ago . My former college roommate Ying was keeping track of her BF Joseph's arrival in Bangkok where he vacationed for two weeks. Ex-hubster took this photo of us in a garden restaurant. We treated Joseph to dinner before he returned to LA the morning after. ~ Visit Alicia @ More Than Words for more flashbacks ~

Bickering Bunch

Meet my international gradschool group @ Bangkok U. After an arduous 3-hour coursework we took the lift further up for lunch. This photo is less than ten years old, but non-digital and old enough for me to have forgotten a detail or two. Let me see what I can remember: there's Lee, 2nd left (China); Shawn (Canada), Aya at the head of the table (Japan), and myself next to her (PI). The Thai mates are a mix of Europe trotters and long-term US residents whose idea of fun was flying home to do a master's. It was a blast learning how communication theories are applied in negotiations with terrorists or how tobacco industries always manage to operate successfully along international advertising restrictions. But what I miss most was our chatter over after-class dinners. I still smile at how we once piled into G's BMW and slid into a posh coffee shop bickering all the way over acing or flunking exams. ~ Visit Alicia @ More than Words for more flashbacks ~

A new haunt

About six weekends ago I took Cj and myself to an art and culture centre right in the heart of Bangkok. It was basically to introduce the little guy to his country's (one of many) showcases of arts and culture, both local and international. Mid-section of the entire building seen from all floors: it's where visitors find info on arts and cultural shows, announcements or schedules of opera, ballet, concerts, lectures, fashion, international artists presentations, film festivals Black and white photos of the Thai monarchs' travels abroad as well as of visits to Thailand by other heads of states Thai jewelry from the olden times *sigh* I'm no photographer; can't get rid of the flash. Anyhow, if you noticed the reflection, they're of edifices around the area of Thailand's top university, Chulalongkorn Masks. Kindly bear with the orb. Cj's fave: the revolving three-headed elephant These are a few of what we have seen. The place is 25,000 sq. m. and has 2 ba...

Hard Rock Bangkok

Last night was the second time I attended an alumni meet because a few friends were there. They're the only reason I show up. If they're not around, I stay home and go cyber. The first time was also my first time to realize that I have been gone from the hilltop (our fond name for alma mater dear) for quite awhile. People were seated according to batches of five years, and oh-oh... I no longer belong to the pediatrics. The nursing home draweth nigh, *pita* Classes of 1990 - 1995 (Read: oi! hindi pa kami laos lol!) A pattern is forming. Last night I repeated what I did with schoolmates after the meet: proceed to Hard Rock. The place looked brighter, and a friendly server dropped by our table to make small talk that left me both smiling and furrowing my brow. She pointed at my neck cheerily, and asked .... "Sorry?," I hollered thru the blare of Guns N Roses' Sweet Child O' Mine. "Your necklace," she bellowed, "torquoise?" This time I heard ...