Jax Wedding

Jax is Canadian, and her new husband, Sopaul whom she met whilst he was a monk teaching her Khmer.... are in the process of traditional Khmer wedding ceremony, which started at 3am, and will continue till well after midnight.
I stopped by on my way to work. and in that half an hour say two fabulous dress changes, hair piece changes, and somehow (though she already boarded on transvestite levels of make up) eyeshadow changes.
classic.
she was a tad uncomfortable though.
I left just before the hair cutting ceremony, the last image being of a look of pure agony from her mum who was having to sit on the floor upright in unforgiving Khmer silk....beside a fill-in father that she'd never met and who didn't speak English.

Life Threat

I've been making a TV ad with the help of a local production company....they were useless, LESS than useless, shadows, bad angels etc. Horrible. Unsurprisingly we fell out of favor, and decided that I would pay the cost of their services and product up to that point....long story short. It got nasty as they refused to deliver a tape in useful format....so I say "this is rediculous, it has cost me more time and money...its useless, I don't know why I should pay you for this....".... the room froze....the muscles on his jaw started to work...his eyes turned cold as ice, head bent backwards...and he says "you don't pay, you watch your (pointing to me) personal security, PERSONAL security"
I'll have none of this I think, and bolt out to grab my boss (and other big boys).. the conclusion? Other than that this man is nothing less than a donkey, apparently this is just something that happens sometimes. they don't really mean it.....despite what the newspapers yell at us every day from every page....and I'm not supposed to get picky on that "don't really" part.
Sheesh, where are my mountians and Pakistainis with AK47's.... at least I could see them comming ;-)

Fatty and I have moved...end are the days of The Club, The House, my home of the past 6 months filled to the brim with madness and music and 3 unique lunitics I'm proud to call friends... x

Dirty Pirate Hookers

The latest Phnom Penh Music Clubs fancy dress party. WAHOOOO! we arrived at Snows on a big wooden boat with priate flag (he's wearing earphones...geddit?) and damn fine music playing... Here's a write up about us: "The town was buzzing for a week in advance of the Dirty Pirate Hooker party at Snows as everyone got their constums ready for the second fancy dress party over the river. The turn out was huge as expected, in fact at one point there was rumors going around that there would be too many people for the place. In the end everyone managed to cram in and tehre was much jocose baner of "Aha me hearties" and the like and plenty of pounding techno music for the beat head to get off their head to" funny