April 15th, 2011, At home by Lake Mabprachan, East Pattaya. Songkran still in full Swing

3 Months, 15 days – still sober.

What Mobi did

Yesterday I spent the whole day at home, while little Noo went into Pattaya to play Songkran with her friends. I was invited, but politely declined. I spent much of the day writing my blog and didn’t get round to my novel at all. If I am not to be stuck at my computer from morning to night, it will be difficult to work on both projects every day, as they both require a considerable amount of time and brain power. This is no bad thing as I am still a newly recovering alcoholic and anything that keeps me occupied is good for me. Some days I feel up to it but there are many days, when once having competed a couple of thousand words of my novel, I do find it tough going to then turn my direction to my blog, and vice versa.

Mobi’s Blog

I am very keen to keep my blog going on a more or less daily basis as I am making a big push to try and increase my readership, especially as I have recently opened my Twitter account, the main purpose of which is to publicise my blog. My efforts do seem to be bearing fruit as a couple of days ago I had my highest daily ‘views’ for quite a while and the general trend lately has been an upwards movement in the daily ‘views.’

May I sincerely thank all of you who are reading my blog on a regular basis – it is very much appreciated and keeps me motivated to carry on. If you know of anyone who may be interested in joining my readership, please let them know, so that they too, can enjoy the daily life and thoughts of an ancient, much married alcoholic, who still has a few odd adventures from time to time.

I do try to keep my blog interesting and varied with my daily doses of  what I have been up to in this sunny paradise, my homespun thoughts and philosophies on world events and  sharing with you my love of music, movies and TV programmes.  Plus of course – as always – my daily selection of the most gorgeous ladies that God (if there is one) ever created.

I always welcome criticisms, provided they do not descend into abuse or personal insults, and please write, even if you are diametrically opposed to my views on any given subject. I welcome intelligent debates.

Similarly, if you have any suggestions on any particular subject or aspect of current affairs that you would like me to cover in my blog, then please let me know. All non- abusive comments will be published – this I promise.

‘House’ and ‘Grey’s’

Two of the first American TV  series that I started watching in Thailand, some  years back, were ‘House’ ( an utterly brilliant but emotionally flawed diagnostic doctor who get all the cases that everyone else has given up on), and ‘Grey’s Anatomy’,  (a soapy drama about the lives of a bunch of surgeons at a fictitious Seattle hospital). I first started watching these series on pirate DVD’s which I used to buy downtown, and after a while I became quite addicted as they are both well produced and well-acted dramas.  

Both programmes are now well into their 7th series, which means they have been going for 7 years and at over 20 episodes per series; that is an awful lot of drama.

In recent years, I still download these two series but they have taken a somewhat back seat to more recent stuff. However, when the mood takes me, I still catch up with what has been happening at the two fictional hospitals, even though much of the initial freshness of the drama has disappeared and many of the episodes are now formulaic and tedious, often lacking in originality – hardly surprising after seven years!

I think it was last year when the latest series of House opened with a double- episode which dealt with the period when he was admitted to a residential clinic to rid himself of his drug addiction. The only familiar character in these two episodes was House himself and the rest of the cast were completely fresh faces. It was great start to the series and the drama was of such high quality that it could have easily been released as a movie in its own right.

So after the inspired opening episodes, I had great hopes for the new series, but as the year wore on, it gradually descended into its previous formulaic, predictable story lines and I struggled to retain an interest. Ditto, the current series 7 until episode 13, which I happened to watch last night. I think they must have got themselves some new writers as it was suddenly fresh, quirky, funny and romantic. The usual format was abandoned in favour of some lengthy, highly entertaining flash backs where House finds himself being bested by a bunch of brilliantly precocious kids at a local Junior high school. The interplay between House and these kids was so funny that it had me laughing out aloud. I do hope they have more episodes like this as it was an absolute riot and thoroughly enjoyable.

As for Grey’s – well it is always worth watching for the gory operations and the never ending love- hate relationships, adultery and other  weekly sexual adventures between the gorgeous female doctors and their beaus. Episode 18 was a bit of a shock. At the close of episode 17, one of the leading female characters had a horrific car accident (her head went through the windscreen), and she was on the point of death with serious brain and cardiac injuries. I was expecting the usual tears and wailing and gnashing of teeth from cast members, together with endless scenes on the operating table where the handsome neurosurgeon would operate on the victim’s brain, and the young but brilliant resident heart surgeon would take over from her dopey boss and save the day with an innovative but dangerous procedures on the heart.

Well I wasn’t wrong – we got all this, but, it was executed in song! Yes, you’ve got it – in song! The entire episode was turned into a musical and all the leading characters, including the nearly dead victim, broke into song as they worked their way through the drama. I loved it and was amazed at how well most of the cast could sing – for they were actors not singers, but sing they did; in fact they sang their hearts out. This was so bizarre, after seven years and some 150 hours of bog standard, never ending melodrama, they suddenly turn the programme into a musical.

I intrigued to read some viewer reviews on this episode, and was disappointed to find that while a few loved it, the majority hated it. I found this quite sad as clearly the producers and writers had taken a chance to break out of the mould. Such ‘one-off’ events should be applauded for their sheer courage and desire to innovate. Rather than complaining that it ruined the dramatic potential of the story by having their favourite characters singing instead of acting, why didn’t they open their eyes and try to appreciate something a bit different? For God’s sake, they have had seven long years of all that soapy nonsense!

I wonder what will be in store for me in episode 19?  

Opera? Miming? Acrobatics?

Poetry through music

Cat Stevens was wonderful English singer-song writer who found worldwide fame in the late 60’s and early 70’s before he converted to Islam and changed his name to Yusuf  Islam in 1977. He wrote some beautiful songs and to me it was a great tragedy when he was seduced by the Muslim religion – I can only assume that he must have had many demons, and something was seriously lacking in his life which led to him embrace religion. Who knows what music we might have had from this gifted performer, if he hadn’t become caught up in all that gobbledygook?

Maybe we should be grateful for what we do have, as he wrote some beautiful songs that have stood the test of time and have since been covered by many famous singers. For me, one of his best songs is ‘Father and Son’, and like all of my favourite songs, I never tire of listening to them and never tire of the words, which for me have so much meaning. I think you can understand why?

Enjoy…

Father And Son

Father
It’s not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
You’re still young, that’s your fault,
There’s so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I’m happy.

I was once like you are now, and I know that it’s not easy,
To be calm when you’ve found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything you’ve got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.

Son
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
It’s always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there’s a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

Father
It’s not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You’re still young, that’s your fault,
There’s so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
if you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I’m happy.

Son
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
It’s hard, but it’s harder to ignore it.
If they were right, I’d agree, but it’s them you know not me.
Now there’s a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

Watch Cat Stevens (as he then was) sing: Father and Son

3 thoughts on “April 15th, 2011, At home by Lake Mabprachan, East Pattaya. Songkran still in full Swing”

  1. Ahh yes, the 2nd pic I believe is Francine Dee a somewhat famous Asian American stripper/model. It’s worth a Google search if your readers might want more pics of her. She also has a web site. Very sexy gal.

    BTW, Mobi if you’re considering taking the AA route for the sustained and easy abstinence that the spiritual awakening can offer, I found that the God hoop was a lot wider than I thought. I was once atheist. My old ideas about God and religion prevented me from initially making headway toward a God of my own understanding. Later in my drinking career I became desperate and more motivated to quit. Once I mustered a bit of willingness to believe that there is a Power greater than myself that could save me from the insanity of the first drink (the main problem of Alcoholism as stated in the big book) I was able to get on my way toward finally achieving the desired spiritual experience. From there, I sometime after, became recovered and relieved of alcoholism. It was a favor from a Higher Power.

    Hope you don’t mind a bit of my personal experience with God, just noticed you mentioned God in your blog today. Mind you I’m not Christian, muslim, hindu or Jew. Just believe in a HP that I call God.

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  3. Yes you can take an modern American program & stick “boinking” in the middle & it will make it more descriptive.

    So that’s Grey’s Boinking Anatomy & Desperate Boinking Housewives.

    And those sad shows on FOX – they all have the same plot.
    Almost all feature brunettes in the lead role. A welcome change from blondes whom I mostly despise. The FBI are just so darn busy. Cleaning up grizly murders.

    House is dyslexic. Quite OK for a pom.

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