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May 26 2015

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This is my first post in the month of May. Not for  lack of desire-but for lack of time. I have spent most of this month on the road, first spending several weeks in the land of Eretz Yisrael and then a long promised trip to take the S.O. to see Slovenia. Slovenia, by the way is wonderful and worth the time to go. Lake Bled is simply charming and Ljubljana really surprised  me. In the next couple of days I will post some pictures of that little jaunt as well as some shots from an afternoon spent roaming around Jerusalem. Suffice it to say it will be good to get back to the old homestead and working at my desk again. My business trips are always busy and something has to fall away.

Hope every one had a nice Memorial Day or Pentecost holiday. The summer has officially started. That means its time for lots of this:


And some of this:


More to follow.cheeky


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Apr 12 2015

Traveling man.

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On the road again-and today I hit the jackpot airline wise. Lufthansa took pity on me and gave me an upgrade. Upper Deck Business class. WHOO-HOO!

Now I just hope my next door seat companion looks like this:



And they serve plenty of this!Champagne-Glass1

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Mar 17 2015

Happy St. Patricks Day!

May the luck of the Irish be with you.

And me these women rise up to meet you:


Toast you friends with a pint of Guinness;



And remember, its just a Tuesday-you will still have the weekend to do it all over again.


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Dec 19 2014

It is the Friday before Christmas.

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Which means it is time to have fun. It is time to drink beer.



And then think about unwrapping presents!


Have a good weekend.

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Jun 27 2014

Match withdrawal

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I watched USA get into the knockout round by the skin of its teeth. Losing a match to Germany that Germany controlled pretty much from the start. Living here in Germany, it was kind of like being a Red Sox fan with seats on the first base line at Yankee Stadium, suffice it to say the Germans are not going for the USA! USA! chants.

And since its Friday-and the S.O. is dragging me to the mother of all Flea Markets at Lake Konstanz tomorrow. It's time to drink beer and wish I was someplace else, like Thailand. Living out one of Bruce's many stories.

Noo came right up to Bruce and put her arms around his neck and looked up. A very sad, what-have-I-done face, a look somewhere between feigned apology and feigned pity, a look that said I thought you were one of the ones who wouldn't fall in love, who only pretend to believe when I pretended to like you, but I was wrong (Beware The Ro3!), and she asked him to buy her a rum shooter. Pathetically, he nodded and indicated he would also have a beer he didn't want or need, and, here’s the kicker, he said again, I just came back to say goodbye. 

I'm going back to Hong Kong tomorrow, he said and she looked even sadder as she saw 3000Baht slipping away with more plastic surgery and her boyfriend's motorbike repairs held off in the distance still, and she pouted her lower lip. Which must have done something inside her mouth because she slowly unwound her hands from his neck to tighten the stud in her tongue and she smiled, against the flow of Little Miss All-Forlorn, as she did this. But his confused mind was made up, probably, and he would leave now, now that all his dignity was shredded and burnt in offerings at the bar’s small shrine. He took his beer, drank most of the bitter razor-blades quickly, called for the check-bin, paid, then placed a 100baht note tenderly into her bra, making sure it was right against the nipple (he wondered later if those firm breasts were genuine, or part of a job-lot with the silicone nose-bridge she was so proud of), and he kissed her cheek again (it struck him that she hadn’t kissed him properly – only pecks – on the lips in all their time together) and somehow, not through courage, not through reason, almost accidentally, he managed to leave. 



Sigh. Flea Markets. FML!

And now for the real purpose of this post-beer and babes! It is Friday you know.




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Jun 13 2014

Did not see that one coming.

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I sure did not expect to see Spain fold like a cheap suit in the first match.

It just got its culo- well and surely kicked by Netherlands 5-1. 

On an unrelated note, legions of Croatian fans are looking up the Portuguese phrase for "lousy referee" and hurling it at Japanese referee  Yuichi Nishimura.


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Mar 17 2014

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

And once again-I am not ending it staggering out of an Irish Pub on Nathan Road. Sigh.

But I did buy a 4 pack of Guinness on the way home today-which I am drinking now.

And thinking about Irish Women, Irish Japanese mixture to be precise:


Half-Irish , Half Japanese!

And if I had been staggering out of a pub, it might have been after hearing this:



Probably would not have heard Whiskey in the Jar done this way though:



Drink Up!

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Feb 06 2014

The perfect mixture.

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Australian voice, Asian body. A wood making machine for sure. :-D


Natalie Tran can have my baby…….except I can't make that happen anymore. :-D

But we could pretend right? Maybe she will develop an older man fetish……

Yea right.

Go back to sleep old man.


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Dec 21 2013

Santa’s little helper.

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Spent most of yesterday at the Esslingen Christmas Market yesterday. They have two markets, actually. One is a modern Christmas market like so many others here in Germany. The other is a medieval market done up to look like one would have been in the 1500's or earlier in one of the German Kingdoms during the days of the Holy Roman Empire. Pix to follow when I can move them from my phone.

In the meantime, thought I would put up some pictures of the best of Santa's little helpers. I certainly hope they have been naughty! Because they sure are nice!


Bettie Page is always great.

For those of us who have a thing for Chinese tuna:


I also always like to see this type of Santa Suit!


And do be sure not to open your presents till Christmas Day. This one will require careful un-wrapping!


Have a great last weekend before Christmas!

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Oct 31 2013

Happy Halloween!

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I love Pinup girls!


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Oct 12 2013

A funny joke and a beautiful woman (VI)

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An old man was given a jar and asked to provide a sperm sample for his doctor. The next day he returned with the empty jar and explained, "Well, doc, it's like this: First I tried with my right hand, then I tried with my left. I asked my wife to help. We even called up Arlene, the lady next door. Nothing."


The doctor was shocked. He said, "You asked your neighbor?"


"Yep," the old man replied. "None of us could get the jar open."


Syunka Ayami


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Jun 23 2013

A funny joke and a beautiful woman. (Number V)

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At a Scottish wedding reception the D.J. yelled…"Would all married men please stand next to the one person who has made your life worth living." 


– The bartender was almost crushed to death.


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May 19 2013

A funny joke with a picture of a beautiful woman. (Number IV)

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Its been a really lousy week for a bunch of reasons. I have been really depressed and angry-but I woke up this morning and decided that I am not going to let the bastards win. I get to publish the content I want to-and in the same vein I owe it to my readers to step up the quality of that content. The politics will still be there of course-delivered from the factual side, not the lunatic conservative side. But I will try to branch out some more to other-more interesting areas.

So in doing that, its always best to start with some humor:

Billy Graham was returning to Charlotte after a speaking engagement and when his plane arrived there was a limousine there to transport him to his home. As he prepared to get into the limo, he stopped and spoke to the driver.

'You know' he said, 'I am 87 years old and I have never 
Driven a limousine. Would you mind if I drove it for a while?'

The driver said, 'No problem. Have at it.'

Billy gets into the driver's seat and they head off down the highway. A short distance away sat a rookie State Trooper operating his first speed trap.

The long black limo went by him doing 70 in a 55 mph zone.

The trooper pulled out and easily caught the limo then got out of his patrol car to begin the procedure. The young trooper walked up to the driver's door and when the glass was rolled down, he was surprised to see who was driving.

He immediately excused himself and went back to his car and called his supervisor. 'I know we are supposed to enforce the law…. but I also know that important people are given certain courtesies. I need to know what I should do because I have stopped a very important person.'

The supervisor asked, 'Is it the governor?'

The young trooper said, 'No, he's more important than that.'

The supervisor said, 'Oh, so it's the president.' 

The young trooper said, 'No, he's even more Important than that.'

After a moment,the supervisor finally asked, 'Well then, who is it?'

The young trooper said, 'I think it's Jesus, because he's got Billy Graham for a chauffeur!'


Speaking of heavenly views:


(This is Joceyln Chew from Singapore)

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May 12 2013

A great announcement

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Yes! Yes! Yes!

The New Asian Sirens web site is up and running! A great day for all connoisseurs of hot looking Asian tuna………..

Links to be updated this evening.

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Mar 08 2013

International Women’s Day

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Well, it's March and that means, its that oh so special time of the year when we get to celebrate the history that women want us to know about, while white washing the details they would rather just not see printed in the paper.

But I 'll get to that later on in the month. I just got back from a day trip to Munich and I am tired.

But I would be remiss, if I didn't recognize that today is International Women's Day. And it occurred to me on the train ride back-as I passed through brief moments of consciousness-that just about every major problem that I have had in my life-can be traced to a woman somewhere.  Seriously, I don't know what it is-but I can truly say that whatever dissatisfaction I feel with life, job, other aspects of my situation-can be traced directly back to that special type of woman I seem to have the knack of attracting.

Some men fall for heartbreakers-the women who are going to inflict real emotional pain deliberately. Not me. I have the distinction of being the kind of guy who falls for another type of woman.

You know the type of woman: the one who-no matter how much ambition and job drive she had before meeting you-turns into a leech. Perfectly content to suck the life out of you, by not working, and letting you pay for all the bills. You know the type-the women who have so little respect for themselves, that they can sit at home, on their expanding asses-and be perfectly content to have you do all the work.

They never start out that way, that's the beauty of the way they operate. They lull you into that false sense of security by making you feel loved and comfortable-even providing the requisite amount of sexual stimulation. And then, when they have latched on hard enough-having enough financial involvement such that they are literally sucking the life out of you-they throttle back and start coasting. And then wonder why you get so angry with them.

Yep, that's my kind of girl. 

But like the other creatures-they have gotten their tentacles deep into you-through a complex web for financial interdependence-that makes the dream of just getting up and walking out the door so brutally difficult to do.

There is even a medical condition for this type of woman.

And now, from the vantage point of a few years older- I can recognize that I have a had a weakness for this particular version of the species. But, however, slowly-I am learning.

So here's to you girls! I just want to take this opportunity to recognize your contributions, thanks! Thanks for letting me be your life support system! Happy to help you ladies, happy as all get out.

And besides, as Sam Kinison pointed out, "What are you going to do? Suck a dick and vacuum some guy's house twice a week?"

I don't think so.  

So we are stuck, you can't live without them-and they drive you nuts when are with them. I know it, you know it-even Don Juan knew it.

Speaking of Don Juan, he has some great advice appropriate to this special day. These quotes resonate with me more and more as I continue my quest of genuinely loving women, and I hope they serve you as inspiration and a reminder as well.


  1. “There are only four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same: only love.”
  2. “Have you never met a woman who inspires you to love? Until your every sense is filled with her? You inhale her. You taste her. You see your unborn children in her eyes and know that your heart has at last found a home.”
  3. “What do you know of great love? Have you ever loved a woman until milk leaked from her as though she had just given birth to love itself, and now must feed it or burst? Have you ever tasted a woman until she believed that she could be satisfied only by consuming the tongue that had devoured her? Have you ever loved a woman so completely that the sound of your voice in her ear could cause her body to shudder and explode with such intense pleasure that only weeping could bring her full release?”
  4. “I give women pleasure, if they desire, it is of course the greatest pleasure they will ever experience. No woman has ever left my arms unsatisfied.”
  5. “Every true lover knows that the moment of greatest satisfaction comes when ecstasy is long over and he beholds before him the flower which has blossomed beneath his touch.”
  6. “By seeing beyond what is visible to the eye. Now there are those, of course, who do not share my perceptions, it’s true. When I say that all my woman are dazzling beauties, they object. The nose of this one is too large; the hips of another, they are too wide; perhaps the breasts of a third, they are too small. But I see these women for how they truly are… glorious, radiant, spectacular, and perfect, because, I am not limited by my eyesight. Women react to me the way that they do, Don Octavio, because they sense that I search out the beauty that dwells within until it overwhelms everything else. And then they cannot avoid their desire, to release that beauty and envelope me in it.”
  7. “Every woman is a mystery to be solved.”

Happy Women's Day! Now go make me a sandwich and get me a beer!


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