I thought I’d write an article about how not gay the Sochi Olympic promises to be today, but then didn’t want to post something that Hendrik wouldn’t enjoy reading. Okay, so the topic is a bit weightier than my brain wants to deal with this morning. But Hendrik makes for a good excuse.

I thought I’d write an article about the newly lowered requirement for tour guides in Thailand dropping to a 4th grade education level today, but then my mind immediately went to how popular tours will become in Sunee Plaza and I’m really trying to not trash Pattaya so much. Okay so that topic is too boring and requires far too much snark than my brain wants to devote to it this morning. Even if I never tire of trashing Pattaya.

I thought I’d write an article about . . . well, there were lots of choices. But it’s Monday. And I really want to finish my book by Steven James rather than write a blog post. If you haven’t had the pleasure, and like Jeffery Deaver’s Lincoln Rhyme stories, give James a chance. Pick up any one of his books named after a piece on a chessboard. You can thank me later. Too bad he doesn’t set his stories in Bangkok. Or I could kill two birds with one stone.

I wasn’t sure about what topic to write about today and Googled ‘Hot Thai Muscle’ for inspiration. ‘Cuz it’s Muscle Monday. And Googling Asian muscles is always a good idea. An hour later, I still had nothing to write about. But did have lots to masturbate about. Maybe I’ll finish Steven James’ book tomorrow.

I use Google Images more often than not when idly surfing the internet. Even when I’m looking for something to write about. Every picture tells a story, and any story that includes a picture of a hot naked Asian guy is a good story in my book. I thought I’d found a new blog thanks to a muscle dude’s photo Google tempted me with, but the photo wasn’t anywhere to be found when I visited that blog. But because sometimes the world works that way, I did find this:

“Anyway, like what I have been mentioning before, I sometimes find myself in a slump, in a hard time writing and going forward. Don’t get me wrong: conducting research for me is fun. I like coming up with concepts to test and devising experiments to test them. But when it comes to reporting the whole thing, and writing up the stuff, then I sometimes find myself stuck that I don’t find myself writing, and instead find myself thinking about the immortality of the crab.”

Writer’s block. I can empathize. At least this morning I can. I’ve never pondered the immortality of the crab before, but I did briefly considered that might be a good way to spend my day. Not that that would bring me any closer to settling on a topic to write about. But crabs probably deserve as much of my attention as does an out, has-been actor whose claim to fame is so minimal that they haven’t even considered him as a contestant on Dancing With The Stars trying to convince me his is the right stance to take regarding Russia and all the gay Olympians they will be killing next February. Fortunately for you, I multi-task when surfing the net and have several windows open at the same time so a new (to me) photo blog devoted to Asian male flesh – thanks to a Thai beauty pageant – put a quick stop to my thoughts about crabs. And the Olympics. You’re welcome Hendrik.

Male beauty pageants are a strange concept. Okay, so all beauty pageants are a strange concept. Honey Boo Boo proves that point. But at least the ones with male contestants tend to get to the meat of the matter. So to speak. I don’t know why they are so popular in the Philippines, but almost every photographic documentation of a male beauty pageant I run across on the ‘net is from the Philippines. And if held in the Philippines, far too many of the contestants need to drop ten pounds. But I like Filipinos. And have never meet one who wasn’t willing to get his gay on no matter how straight he claimed to be. Which might explain why I like Filipinos. Maybe I should have been Googling ‘Filipino muscle’ this morning.

The New York Times just published an article about the Thai government’s recent push to attract gay travellers to the Kingdom. At least that’s what the headline said. Although Filipino muscle would be more fun, I thought the Times’ coverage might make for a good post. But the article was more about the Thai government’s attempt to attract Muslims as touri. And not the gay ones. In fact, it’s entire basis for the claim the Thais want more gays to visit was based on its Go Thai – Be Free website, which I wrote about a year ago noting how un-gay the site really was. I thought I’d visit it again and give it a second chance. I thought there might even be an article in that. Wrong. But it did list the date for this year’s Loi Krathong festival. November 17. That date is always a struggle to pin down. ‘Cuz the second full moon in the third month after whatevers just doesn’t compute in my brain. Or in my date book.

November 17th is just a few days after my (our) planned visit this fall. Huh. That celebration is worth rescheduling our trip to include. Especially if Chiang Mai’s version is the same weekend. But as large as the party as they hold up north is, no one ever seems to know the exact dates the parades and celebrations will be held until a week before they happen. Even TAT. There are always lots of guesses floating about the internet. But no specific dates given by anyone who’d actually know. The Thai government could attract lots of Muslims – and gays – if they promoted Chiang Mai’s Yi Peng celebration and told potential touri what the dates are in advance. But that just isn’t how things are done in Thailand. Too bad. ‘Cuz they hold a beauty pageant one night during the festivities. And if they added a male contestant section they could attract a lot of Filipino touri too.

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