Tuesday, March 29, 2005

games, games, games!

for two or more players aged 16 and up. convicted felons may not play, except in California, where marijuana convictions are not considered.
Each player puts on one of the blue suits from the box and pastes one of the cheesy smile cutouts on his or her face. Pass out blue and red chips to determine who plays the interviewer and interviewee roles. The interviewer(s) take turns asking questions from the STANDARD QUESTIONS cards. The interviewee who is first to provide the answer listed on the back of the STANDARD QUESTION card gets a gold star. The interviewee with the most gold stars gets the job! Extra points for eye contact and a firm handshake.
Ok, my game needs work. It's ridiculous to hire someone based on these things, isn't it? I guess the whole "it's who you know" thing is true for a reason.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005


Home again. I probably won't have the chance to blog regularly again for a while. It must take a super organized person to transition from overseas life to mainland life ( :) ?) without much ado. Perhaps it just takes practice.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Last entry from Thailand

I'm sitting at the TaeWez guesthouse where the sign advertises a "convivial" atmosphere . . . probably for the last time until who-knows-when. My flight takes off in less than 8-hours. It's so bittersweet. Checking out with the office today went well. I'm leaving on a good note, but still, it's hard. No goodbyes; only "so longs"; the world is too small to lose people forever.

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Massage in Thailand

I just ran into a former volunteer who was stationed in Phuket about 7-years ago. She comes back every few years to visit her old site. Anyhoo...she brought Easter chocolate and told me a story about Wat Po. Apparently, massage used to be one of the temple arts. The monks perfected the methods and used it on the royal family. Yeah, originally, massage was only for the royals. Then, Rama V (the same king who brought silverware to Thailand) discovered the medicinal benefits of massage and decided it should be available to the common man. These days, massage masters shout from every corner, but its birthplace is Wat Po ... not too far from the guesthouse where I stay. I may give it a go before I fly out.

POST SCRIPT-- Who does the new version of SMB's Joker?

Assorted Bangkok Ramblings

My stay in Bangkok has become longer than I thought. I went into the office today, as planned, and found out Doc J will be out until Thursday. I definitely should have made an appointment. Cheers for livin' and learnin'. I now have an appointment Thursday at 8 am. Long, stinkin' time in a large, stinkin' city.

The rockstar party went off with a bang. Bono, Courtney Love, and Kelly Osborne were just a few of the rockstars that showed up. I can't imagine what the Thai hotel guests thought when they looked through the glass doors of our banquet room and saw 30-wigged and decked-out karaoke fools. It was such a good time. Truly Outrageous. :)

Wednesday, March 9, 2005

Goodbye Parties GALORE

I'm wiped. I figured it was about time for an update. I'm typing this at a guesthouse computer in the middle of backpackerworld, Bangkok. It has been a whirlwind the last week or so: cleaning house, singing karaoke, thank-you speeches, more thank-you speeches, deciding what to ship/toss/gift/re-gift/stuff in my few bags. I'm not very good at living in the betweens. This feels like the beginning of another lingering stint in the betweens. I was surprised by how sad everyone was that I was leaving. I guess I interpreted their general feelings for me through my US filters and expected them to wai/wave and say, "Ok, Aubrey. Good luck! Goodbye." Excuse the very scattered excuse-for-a-post. I'll write more soon. Until then, I'll be in the betweens . . . attempting to unscatter.