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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

I am big in the Philippines

More proof as to how small they are in the Phillipines.

This is one of my reps holding my regular, run-of-the-mill, pocket-sized calculator.

Is that a calculator in your pocket..


What does that make you think now Sunshine
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Monday, June 25, 2007

right

10am is the earliest I've gotten up without an alarm since I got home.

I guess living 12 hours ahead can really screw up your sleeping schedule...
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Thursday, June 21, 2007

A taste of the Philippines

1. Sarsi (rootbeer) with (raw) egg - considered an energy drink it oddly enough tastes like an ice cream float....

Tastes like chicken


2. Taho - This kind of looks better than it tastes..all that white stuff is a soy paste. Now I know why some girls don't swallow....

Tastes like fake chicken


3. McDonald's Sundaes - First off is Halo-Halo (on the left) which is a mixture of shaved ice, milk, and sugar, to which is added various sweet beans and fruits. And on the right is the Creamy Corn (yes CORN) sundae...

I wish it tasted like chicken

4. Local brands - the local brand of choice is SML: San Miguel Light. It's better than American beer but not as good as Canadian beer...but at fifty cents Canadian a bottle who can refuse?

Tastes like piss...and chicken


5. Local restaurants - Now take this tongue in cheek if you will, but that sign says exactly what you think it says. That's right...when you go to the Philippines you too can have a Little Poon. Not a day went by when I didn't want some Little Poon to snack on. Thank everything holy for a Little Poon!

Smells like fish...tastes like chicken
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Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Ahhhh Tokyo

As you can see the Japanese are a very small people.

Here I am holding a bottle of Coke and a carton of ice cream...

vending machine lunch


Pretty much self explanitory...

mmm pressure


WTF

Asian Style!


Again....WTF!

Is she dancing?


See I don't need sleep...I just need a toilet seat cover...

Aren't I cute?
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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Mercy Misses You

I'm back.

Who cares?