so many dogs yet so little ...

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To begin with ... I just started reading this book Snow (by Orhan Panuk - not sure I spelled that right) and the first paragraph is amazing ... (and a shoutout to my shivering friends up in them shivery mountains) "The silence of snow, thought the man sitting behind the bus driver. If this were the beginning of a poem, he would have called the thing he felt inside him the silence of snow." Yum.

So an update on canine status. I've decided they've got it good ... Although I've seen a fair share wearing sweaters (mind you this is "winter" with an 80 degree daily high), they are definitely loved and wonderfully (not neglectfully) autonomous. BUT. There is a mysterious phenomenon in this city of dogs.

There is no dog shit.

Anywhere.

So ... where does it go? Do they even make the stuff? And if they don't ... what becomes of the phrase "shit happens?" If shit doesn't happen, then where do we find comfort when it metaphorically hits the fan? Can it even exist metaphorically?

Oh such things to ponder.

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Comments

[the M that's ends in -organ]

boys make no sense
I am sitting with Keegan and Zac and they don't seem to care that you are in a city that is lacking in the dog shit category.....stupid boys. I DO care though. What the fuck? Where does it go? I am about to go to an 80's nite....i think. I'm not sure yet. Keegan doesn't doesn't want me to go....eve though he fails to admit it. i wish you were going with me. I'll dance with a complete stranger just for you. I love you

[mongoose]

so many boys yet so little ...
Well screw 'em, I say. They're just that much less thoughtful and ... "Without curiosity and knowledge, the mind is a vast void. Without the mind, curiosity and knowledge are nonexistent." In other words ... dumbasses. Go to 80's night. Dance with every stranger. I'll throw on my headphones and bop around Chiang Mai to "Dancing By Myself" in your honor. :)

[Indigo]

all over
You must be blind or something. I live in Chiang Mai and step in it every day - it's all over the place!! Maybe you don't see it because I just walked by and stepped in it and then it got stuck under my Teva sandals. Could be. It seems they are dog shit magnets...they point my feet towards the stinky shit every day. I don't like the dogs of Chiang Mai...at first I used to wonder why Thai people always kick them...but I could never do that...even if the shit all over. They do, honestly...don't believe her ;)