Author Archives: Mark Egge

Lets see… Peter Pan performed as a ballet on Friday, followed by some (NOT DEAD!!) ska at Saxophone… Lazy saturday. Laundry, line, poker night. Yeserday I finished The Return of the King and I hereby defy every one of you … Continue reading →

And the rains just keep coming. It’s really quite amazing to me. The river is some 6 or 7 feet higher than it was a week ago. No joke. This is the row of fortune-teller booths that I walk through … Continue reading →

Can’t you see that it’s just raining?There ain’t no need to go outside. but baby… Rain falls, rain fall, cars stall.Trees topple. Basements fill. Full.Traffic’s stuck and people hurry, hide,Duck, dodge. An army of umbrellas.And they say: Has it stopped … Continue reading →

There are two parts to this. The following post about my weekend, and an announcement that follows many of you may not be too surprised to at. I need a new toothbrush. This weekend I went with my friend Amp … Continue reading →

I will be returning to Montana State for the spring semester. I am returning early for the single reason that the quality and availability of education for a native English speaker at Thammasat is severely limited. Talking to one of … Continue reading →

For the last four months or so, I’ve been receiving an increasing amount of spam. Granted, my filter gets 99.9% of it for me, but I’ve been a little disconcerted just by the fact that the amount I receive seems … Continue reading →

I have twenty minutes until I need to leave to get to campus, and my cup-of-noodles is still too hot for me to eat, so I guess it’s time to put throw together an update of life. (edit: it took … Continue reading →

Walking down the street. Just sleeping there…

Today was generally solid. I saw some temples this morning (including a 53m golden, reclining Buddha), went to a couple classes this afternoon, ate some wonderful ice cream this afternoon, and headed down to Siam Square tonight, with one destination … Continue reading →

This is fun. After a month or so of being here, I speak about as much Thai as the average Thai speaks English. Which is to say that I hardly speak it at all– enough to know my numbers, ask … Continue reading →