Bon jour internet, J’mappelle Seven. If you’re one of the 10 people who read this page regularly, you’re probably thinking “Aw, no, not another series!” Maybe I missed my calling as a network TV show creator, because I can whip out series ideas like nobody’s business. Here’s the next one coming down the pipe. I’ll…
Greetings from a beachside hotel in the greatest country in the world: Thailand. Seven’s on vacation this week, so fingers crossed that this flimsy wifi can handle the photos for the articles. This week’s frowback was initially a request from a reader back in the spring of last year on how to find work as…
This Frowback first appeared on Sweet3Mango….or maybe it was BKKNites, I can’t remember. Anyway, it was requested—sort of—by a reader that I tackle the minefield of dating-slash-marriage in the Land of Smiles, which I’ve done on several occasions but this time I took a different tack. It’s part of a series of 10 lists of…
Salutations, reader. It’s your boy Seven, neck-deep in the heart of the red light district. I’m trying out a new series, the objective of which is to take apart some of the more inept claims, comments, and literary crimes in other people’s Bangkok-related blogs. That scene—The Bangkok blogger scene (BKBS for short)—is caught, as it…
Hey guys, it’s Friday again, and that means it’s time for another Frowback. This article was first published on Sweet3Mango last year. It’s part of the Thai Therapy series exploring the idea that one can cure many of The West’s ills simply by moving to Thailand. This one covers the topic of PC culture and…
Howdy-ho, gents. Seven again. Comin to ya between pints in Patpong. In my life as a Bangkok whoremonger, I’ve often thought up sweet, gogo-inspired poetry whilst sitting stage-side in a red-light bar, but I usually forget the thing by the time I sober up. For today’s Frowback, I submit the first one that I was…
In Seven’s long and storied history of whoremongering in the red-lights, he’s had some hits and misses (but thankfully no missus). The following is a record of the misses. What’s up friends, it’s your man Seven again. Here to come clean. Here to open up. To keep it real. Even in the red-light—the land of…
Happy Friday gents, it’s Seven again. I’ve got another ditty for you. It’s been on the internet for a few months already—I think over at Sweet3Mango. I submit it here for your enjoyment (or loathing, and either way I couldn’t care less), along with the old intro: “Seven is a jack of all trades. No,…