Gogo Dancer Profile: Ploy

Greetings websurfer, my name is Seven, and I’m a Bangkok whoremonger. The monger with a heart of gold, some have said. In my tenure as a red-light regular, I’ve come across some lovely and noteworthy pole kittens who have, for one reason or another, made an impression. And while I’ve mentioned the titular tiny goddess…

Delirium Days Part 7

Greetings programs, it’s me Seven, reporting from the red-light grid. I’ve found that it’s good for me to, from time to time, reflect back on the hellscape that I escaped from when relocating from California to Bangkok. It renews my appreciation for this Shangri-la of shagging. This Eden for hedonists. This haven for the craven….

Seven’s Vacation: Pattaya

‘Sup my dudes, it’s Seven. I just rolled back into BKK after 4 blissful days in Ptown, aka Pattaya. Here’s what I got up to: The first two nights, I stayed in Baboona, which despite the terrible name sits at a prime location on the beach road between Sois 3 and 4. Agoda rates them…

Delirium Days Part 6

Hey dudes. How’s it hangin’? It’s me, Seven. I’ve got another frowback for you. Frowing all the way back to Twenty Aught-6. It was, for me, a time of despair. I had not yet discovered world travel, had no notion of relocating to Thailand, and was trapped in a prison of misery (prisery for short,…

Take This Blog and Love It Part 6

Hello gents, It’s me Seven again. Back with another op-ed praising some smart person’s “love Thailand” blog. Amazingly, this one was written by a female farang. Shocking, right? How refreshing is it to not read some whiney diatribe about how her “eat-pray-love” holiday didn’t pan out how she expected. How nice not to be called…

Going Keto in Thailand

One of Thailand’s many amazing attributes is the food. Thai food is a culinary odyssey unlike any other, but even more exciting is the vast array of foreign chefs, fusion restaurants, and avant garde establishments that make life here a foodie’s fantasy. Unfortunately for a middle-aged man like me, this also means getting fat. A…

Delirium Days, Part 5

Hello, and happy Friday. Bangkok Seven here, with another frowback to help wile away the remaining hours between now and the weekend. The wine-soaked whine below was written in the years leading up to my exodus from the prison known as The United States, and it depicts my state of desperation, inebriation, isolation, and social…