I Ain't A Nobody! I'm an Economic Refugee Dammit!
I just got a ton of e-mails from a bunch of people on Squidoo telling me not to be a nobody. Apparentely, being a nobody is a bad thing. Sooooo, I am making this lens to tell you the peculiar life story of the nefarious Mobii (that's me).
First though, I want to explain the name Mobii art. Waaaaay back when I was just starting out on the computer, I had to choose a nickname. My favorite graphic artist is a french guy named Jean Giraurd (Moebius). Since that nick was already taken, I used a shortened version, Mobii. Mobii Art is my little company. Well, if a bunch of silly drawings on T-shirts, and some usless websites can be called a company, then it's a company. ok, onward!
I was born on a distant planet called St.Louis, in the Missouri solar system, in the USA galaxy, which is full of distant planets and stuff. I am 48 years old at the time of writing this. But last week, I did one of those online "How old are you really?" tests, and found out that physically I am actually like 54 or something. But, given my past lifestyle (the 80's and 90's were rough), that wasn't so bad. Anyway, my childhood and all were pretty normal. I was raised in a middleclass place, with a middleclass education, etc., and all was well. Except for my senior year of high school, because my dad moved us to this redneck hell hole called Sullivan. I joined the Navy after graduation. That really wasn't my idea either, but it was ok. Now i wish i had stayed in for 20 years. I pretty much got paid to roam the world, get drunk, and chase women with low self-esteem. Just try and find a gig like that in your Sunday want-ads.
These days, I live in Pattananikom, Thailand. I know I just skipped about 20 years there, but trust me when I say you don't want to know. Anyway again, I live here with my wife, Roong, and our two daughters Palmy and Pukky. To try and make a living, I teach conversational English at the local private school. We also have our own small classroom that I teach at on the weekends. Life here is a hoot. It's a strange mix of the old and the new. They don't seem to want to change with the times, but suffer for trying to cling to the past. They have many wonderful traditions here, but are lacking many of the little things I took for granted on my home planet. Like running hot water, cheeseburgers, and napkins. Luckily, my lovely wife is a very very patient woman, and helps me get through this learning process.
My goal in joining Squidoo, is to start and maintain a modest business on the internet. I set my goal at eventually being able to have a constant $500usd a month income. Most people tell me that that is a lot to ask for from affiliate work, but others say it's possible, so I will listen to them keep dreaming. $500usd (about 20,000 baht) a month here is a pretty damn good income. I would be able to get up to all kinds of naughtiness with that kind of cheese.
I will add more to this as I go, and fill in the gaps. Rest assured, I will speak of the bad times when I am depressed, and tell you wonderfully dreamy lies filled with heroic daring do when I am all fired up about one thing or another. Oh, and I will in fact flirt with your girlfriend, wife, or the nearest pretty waitress in a New York instant, so don't say I didn't warn you. Haaaa!
Why Thailand?
Thailand is a hoot! You can get up to any type of naughtiness you can imagine here, and believe me, I have a pretty vivid imagination!
Those girls in the photo were the entertainment at a wedding. They are generally gogo bar girls that are picking up a few extra bucks. I thought it a bit strange that they were dancing in the same room as the brides grandma was sitting in, but here, it's just the way it is.
I have to go to a lot of these things, because my wife is a government officer, and she is expected to make an appearance. This works fine for me though. There is always the same group of guys there, so I sit with them, and we polish off a bottle of bad whiskey and a few beers.
Another thing I haven't quite got the hang of is guys dancing together. Once the boys get a snoot full, they decide it is time to dance. They go nuts with this. Thai people have a beautiful dance called "Lum thai". It's a very graceful art that goes back over 1000 years. Watching these drunken goofballs totally destroy this wonderful tradition is hysterical. I will get a few photos of that little kodak moment up here in the next module.
Bad Cop!!! No donut!
It just keeps getting weirder!
Hello Kitty armbands a punishment for Thai policeBANGKOK, Thailand (AP) - Thai police officers who break police rules will be forced to wear hot pink armbands featuring "Hello Kitty," the Japanese icon of cute, as a mark of shame, a senior officer said Monday.
Police officers caught littering, parking in a prohibited area, or arriving late - among other misdemeanours - will also be forced to stay in the division office with the deputy chief all day, said Police Col. Pongpat Chayaphan. The striking armband features Sanrio's Hello Kitty sitting atop two hearts.
"Simple warnings no longer work. This new twist is expected to make them feel guilt and shame and prevent them from repeating the offence, no matter how minor," said Pongpat, acting chief of the Crime Suppression Division in Bangkok.
"(Hello) Kitty is a cute icon for young girls. It's not something macho police officers want covering their biceps," Pongpat said.
He said police caught breaking the law will be subject the same fines and penalties as any other members of the public.
"We want to make sure that we do not condone small offences, " Pongpat said, adding that the CSD believed that getting tough on petty misdemeanours would lead to fewer cases of more serious offences including abuse of power and mistreatment of the public by policemen.
Buffalo beer logic in Thailand
Calling someone a buffalo here is like calling them a dumb shit back in the states. The kids in my classes call each other that as a joke. This, along with waaaay to much free time on my hands has caused me to ponder deep ..umm...stuff. Like this....A herd of buffalo can move only as fast as the slowest buffalo. When the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first.
This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members.
In much the same way the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, we all know, kills brain cells, but naturally it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first.
In this way regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine.
That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers, and that's why beer is so GOOD for you!
Workin my ass off!
I am sorry I haven't put anything new up here lately. It's most definitely not because nothing weird has happened. I have been working my butt off at school, and trying to figure out this internet business stuff. Here are a few news flashes from this side of the globe though...I may take a job in Bangkok, for about double my salary. But that means I have to commute on weekends. Heh!Last month they pulled a log out of the river, but refused to cut it up because there are two female spirits living in it. Umm...ok.
Palmy (our 19 yr old daughter) had her first beer...Roong went ballistic. Gee, imagine that! College girl gets let out of her room after 18 years, and has a brew. Film at 11!
We met another movie star the other night. I have never heard of him, but the waitresses went nuts over him. He seemed to take quite a shine to one of the waitresses, who's name is Air. We didn't have the heart to tell him that there was more to Air than meets the eye, they seemed so happy together. Haaa!
Anyway, I will get all the strangeness up on here in the next few weeks. This is the most recent photo of me, that I know of. These clowns are camera crazy,but unfortunately, most of the photos suck.
Real men don't dance! (with each other)
My Wimmins...
Palmy has just finished her senior year of highschool. Now she is trying to figure out what University to go to. I think she still wants to be a nurse, or get into I.T., I am not sure. I hope she goes for the I.T. gig, because she is quite good at computery stuff. Puk, our other little darling, seems content to play computer games all day. She also just plain flat refuses to speak English. So, I won't speak Thai to her. This may not sound like the best plan in the world, but considering she is 14, and I have absolutely no idea of how to deal with a Thai teen, it's working out quite well. Haaa!
The Evil BONGO!
My other hairy daughter....
I used to like dogs. I don't anymore. Bongo is the family dog. For all 2 years of her life, she has been here to protect the girls, and bark at things both real, and imaginary...for hours at a time. "Bongo" basically translates into "Barky" in English. She is well named. When I first arrived here, we weren't on the best of terms. She would bark at me all the time, and would not let me go into the house, after I had gone outside to have a cigarette. This went on for about 3 weeks. Then, i discovered that if i gave her little munchies once in a while, and let her into the house while the AC was on (Roong hates that), she was much friendlier. Well, that, and the fact that one day she nipped at the back of my leg, and I slapped her happy ass across the driveway. I don't know which was more effective, but now we get along just fine. My Baby
Having only one car wasn't cutting it. A new car here isn't cheap, and considering that the weather averages about 90 degress year round (except in Janurary, when it averages 89), a motorcycle sounded like a good idea. I have a blast zipping about on my Phantom. It doesn't have a lot of power, but it gets me where I want to go in comfort. And Roong's little butt looks hot on the back of this bad boy.
The Internet Biz Thang.......
Or, "Why am I making myself crazy?"
I wish i had a nickel for every ad I received in my e-mail that told me I could make $1000 a day on the internet, working just 10 minutes a month! Gee, aren't I the lucky one. Yeesh!After at least year or so of wandering around lost in the net biz jungle, I have made a few friends, that are guiding me on my way. Thank you Tricia, and the rest of the Marketing Mavens.
I have finally gotten to the point where I am generating a little over $100 a month on average. I know, that doesn't sound like much, but it's a start. If I just keep repeating what I am doing right, then I should be able to multiply that soon. This stuff seems to have a snowball effect. The more you make, the faster you make it, but it's getting over these first hurdles and sticking with it that is the hard part. Luckily, I am too stupid to give up.
This is especially obvious to me when I consider that I could make that $100 by just teaching an extra 4 hours on Saturday, as opposed to spending about 30 hours a week glued to this god damn computer.
Buddha teaches that patience is a good thing. But Buddha never had to deal with losing all his bookmarks just because Firefox was in a snit. Patience? Yeah, I'll grab a box next time I am at 7-11.
More stuff than anyone would ever want to know about us...
- The family blog
- I have been trying to keep a record of all that has happened to me since I got here. I do tend to stray a bit, so pack a lunch if you are gonna try and read it.
- Mearn's World
- "The man who wasn't there" is a comic book that is being written by Edward Livingston-Blade. Hit this link to get all the latest info.
- The Catacomb of Swords
- Blades and Babes! What the heck more can you ask for?
- Authentic Thai Recipes
- Food! What's more fun than food? Well, I mean besides sex, beer, and godzilla movies. I hope that I can make this lens a great source for real Thai food recipes for you. Roong is a fantastic cook, and a wonderful source of authentic Thai recipes, facts, and stories about it all.
- Dzi Stones
- Information and history on these mystical Tibetan stones.
- Phra Thai Amulets
- learn a little bit about these magical Thai artifacts.






