Fear and Loathing in SE Asia

Okay, so if anyone has actually been checking this blog, you will probably notice two things. (1) I haven’t written anything for quite a while (2) A most terrific post can now no longer be found. It was entitled ‘Travel in Sihanoukville! and it was rather a Stroke of Genius.

Unfortunately, technology has once again made us Great Fools and deprived us of Humanity and Compassion. Apparently any blog that was written for about three weeks in August-September was simply lost to the ether when servers and other hardware that “we consumers” can’t possibly comprehend, malfunctioned.

The People of Bootsnall simply stated that they were sorry and that there wasn’t much they could do about it and thank you very much.




Blogger Girlfriend contemplates where boyfriend’s genius bit of prose could have gone.

It should be noted that Bootsnall emanates from the Great Northwest of the United States that is Portland, Oregon – a city that I lived in off and on for nearly ten years.

It should also be noted that the lovely people of Portland, Oregon, are nice, well-intentioned, fairly progressive, educated and don’t really care about the Rat Race that is just about every city in United States.

Unfortunately, it is these very reasons that the great majority of them to hang out on Hawthorne Street playing hackey-sack, smoking The Weed, reading Tolstoy, listening to Bright Eyes or perhaps the Grateful Dead, drinking PBR and just generally being as laid-back as remotely possible.

In other words, most of these people have no inkling of a Sense of Urgency and would be more content talking about The Great Novel that they are intending to write when in reality they can’t be bothered to clean up the bong water that long ago spilled on their Goodwill-purchased sofa, let alone pick up The Pen and Paper.

Alas, while the Bootsnall people are no doubt very enjoyable and Nice people to have an “enlightened” discussion with, they’re most likely not too concerned with making their Ship (this website) run properly.



One particularly disgruntled Blogger from Nepal climbed atop the first sacred monument he could find, vowing to ‘Jump!’ if his lost entries weren’t immediately found.

I guess that what I’m trying to say is that blogs have been lost. Writing gone. Forever. And I am greatly sorry for this.

My Mother will be very upset. I mean, she reads this thing, you know?

However, I’ve only myself to blame. Afterall, what kind of pathetic-writer-wannabe has a Goddamn Blog anyway?

Hmm?