So Marky Mark just declared April 10 a holiday. It’s not like this year’s Songkran is going to be any safer, more of a morally festive event than before. It’s just another excuse for these protesters to go crazy.

I am annoyed.

When I was away in Cha-am last weekend, it was raining out so I was stuck at the resort with a news freak who couldn’t stop watching BBC.

And what did I see? Protests, protests and protests. Strasbourg, London, etc. People are protesting everywhere.

OK burning buildings and wrecking cars aren’t exactly a model conduct but at least they had a real purpose or goal for their protests. For our beloved colored-shirted crowd? Not so much.

People are blaming the UDD for crippling Bangkok today and how stupid they are for doing so. Hello? Don’t you remember the Suvarnabhumi incident? Or now that the yellows won it was all forgiven?

My mom’s cousin and her husband are here honeymooning. Instead of a tour of Wat Prakaew and the beautiful Rattanakosin Island, where did they end up? Siam Paragon then stuck in a taxi for another two and a half hours.

Fuck this shit. I mean seriously. Why don’t you reds and yellows just battle it out. Give these teams a designated space, and just let them go wild at each other. No interference from police, military, government, NO ONE, and see what happens. Idiots will cancel each other out and the civilized ones will survive and continue to evolve.

I’m sorry but seriously, among those 3,000 people in the streets of Bangkok, how many of them actually truly honestly give a shit about what is being protested and not what is being told to them. Heck, my maids were just there for free food and celebrity appearances at first but now that they’d been fed with constant vocal propaganda each time they queued for their bowl of noodles, they now can’t seem to stop praising the cause and The Man. Look at the street vendors selling the red shirts and headbands. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were the same ones selling yellow shirts and clappers a few months ago.

Stop being such a sheep. If you don’t really know what each side represents then don’t fucking join the march. It annoys us colorless crowd.

Thanks for the holiday but I’d rather be working than being confined and confused in my own city.

The inauguration of a US president has never been such a world-wide event like this one.

Who else is watching?

I’m waiting to see the ceremony, the parade and the speech. But I’m also keeping my fingers crossed that something won’t happen on world-wide broadcast. Let’s face it, there’s a risk.

When will us Thais ever get a leader who we’re so eager to see take office? And the one we’re happy to see on the chair isn’t technically the one we elected.

Well if they can get an African American president, there’s hopefully a chance for us to get a democratically uncorrupted elected prime minister also.

CNN calls it:

Obama, the new president of the United States

My office is being invaded by the Mustard team!!!

I wasn’t very hungry today, so when Mom asked if I wanted her to buy anything for dinner, I told her I would just get a sandwich.

So we went to the Oriental deli in the Emporium as I was craving a real sandwich. I real sandwich with real bread, real cheese, real meat and stuff.

I went to the counter and since it was already 7pm most of the stuff were gone but this one box of ham and cheese baguette.

I mean it’s alright. I was aiming for something like a Swiss cheese and not cheddar, a salami and not a ham, but it was alright. It was nothing special but I mean I could do better going somewhere else instead.

I took a bite and I realized that it was missing something. All it had was some dashes of butter. It was rather bland.

I got home, looked through my kitchen, and I found only two sauces that I thought maybe could spice things up a little.

The mustard and the ketchup.

I cut the sandwich into three, one was for trying with the mustard, one for the ketchup, and the other one just in case I couldn’t stand any of the other two.

I tried the mustard one first. To be I think it’s a bold and daring sauce and I like it for that. It was OK when I took the first bite. It kinda went well with the cheese. But after taking more and more bites, it was just too sour to eat.

So I tried the one with the ketchup. Good old ketchup that was always that last-resort sauce when there was nothing else. It wasn’t too bad. It’s a familiar taste but tonight I didn’t want it. Ketchup is boring, and old, and but seriously it was time for a change.

Since the mustard is too sour, the ketchup is too boring, I took the third piece and but a little bit of both sauces together with an added mayo that was hiding at the back of the fridge, hoping that maybe it could create a little balance in the taste. I mean two opposites usually make a nice combination, and mayo could be the right catalyst between the two.

And it did. It was sour, it was sweet. The mustard brought the exciting sourness while the ketchup kept things familiar. Thanks to the mayo, it helped them cancel each other out and blended the extremes into a perfectly scrumptious flavor.

My boring sandwich finally made itself worthy of eating, even though I only had a third of it left to taste.