This is the same Club Boesche girls that we posted last week.  I have some things to say about her but we won't get to those until next week. This girl is not Dolly who I write about in this article.

Bargirls; The Art of the Deal; Part 2

This article continues on from last week.  You should read at Part 1 before continuing here.

We left off with the introduction of Dolly, a top earner from Club Boesche.   She and I had just made it back to my hotel room.  It was about 3 am and raining lightly.   We both had our umbrellas.   The room is simple, but nice.  Like most others, ceramic tiled floor, wood framed closet space, small refrigerator, TV, queen sized bed, ice cold A/C, and a small bath.   It was just a simple room at about 1k baht per night.

Bathrooms are an important area.  Most of the basic hotels again focus on ceramics for floor/wall coverage.   Bathrooms in Thailand (if you have not been here before) have drains in the floor and are designed to catch water over the entire floor area.   This said, the drainage of your shower water is not super critical and from time to time water will splash outside the shower area especially when typically there is no shower curtain.   In this case the bath was small.   In a hotel, I like it small because it's more cozy.  From the standing shower (no tub), I can reach my arm out and touch the shoulder anyone who would be sitting on the toilet.   Sink is directly in front of that area.   This bath was done in light grey had 2 small wooden brown slatted doors and a handful of glass bricks in the outer wall to allow natural sun light to enter.   There was also some recessed lighting in the wooden slatted ceiling.    In the sink recess, a full sized mirror.   It was small but fairly typical and well kept.

Before I continue, I want point out that we spent the better part of 14 hours together, and I have had to condense this down for this article.  So, some things will be missing from my account it may seem kind of jumpy, so hang in there.

We were both slightly damp from tip-toeing over puddles and getting splashed on our way to the hotel.  That naturally spawns the urge to remove wet clothing.

I kept the the lights off, just the light from the bath entered the main room.

Dolly's slipped into the bath and dressed down to a towel.  While there, she also removed her make up.  I believe she also showered very briefly. 

I remember her coming out to the main room with a shower cap on her hair and a towel around her tucked in at the breast line.   She walked up and touched her open hand to her upper chest and explained that her skin breaks out in light pimples just after her period is over.   The area just below the neck and on her face were broken out in very small blemishes.   I could not really see this past her make up earlier in the night.  It wasn't that bad really, but she did really look quite different without the make up.   She, just didn't look like a dancer.   She looked like any normal girl -- perhaps even like one that you and I would never thing of as a nude dancer.   The transformation can really be just that dramatic.

I don't know about you, but when a beautiful woman comes out of the bathroom with nothing on but a towel, I don't typically dive too deeply into hard discussions about Thai politics and Asian regional stability.  This is a new girl for me and in my mind she was unexplored territory.   So, I tend to be more focused on examining curves and crevices and assessing raw value...etc.

So, it doesn't long for me to peel off her towel and begin to immerse myself in moment. 

Oh, again I'm looking at those absolutely perfect breasts.  Shape and size are medium.  Curvature is excellent and the nipples - extended outward with gelatin firmness.  And of course, when she breathes, these incredible glands are rising and falling ever so gently. 

I'm almost feeling like a grand explorer here -- a naturalist of old, feeling like I'm making a discovery for natural history.  No two girls are alike.  There seems to be something to appreciate differently about each one.

Her tummy was absolutely flat, although not sinking beneath the imaginary hip bone level.  Anything smaller or thinner, and she would have looked malnourished.   From breast down to the legs, it was a perfect line and her skin there was without blemish, not a freckle, nothing.  Perfect magnificent skin.

To round out my description, she had the normal medium brown hair just past the shoulder, medium frame, slender top to bottom.   Excellent hips with nice curves behind (which is fairly rare in Thailand.  A great number of girls here who are thin have flat asses).   I would characterize her face a being more Chinese in nature and her skin tone was a relatively a very light completion.   She would be a desirable catch for a Thai male.

My assessment is that there are not many bodies better than this one.   It's a 10.  Her face, I have to say that although she is attractive, it wasn't what I consider the most beautiful.   Her face was about an 8.

Back to the falling towel, we are now a critical point....

You'll find that the top of the line girl who is a high volume player, they are very keen about condoms when it comes to straight sex.

However, as a guy, most of us are fairly hateful of condoms and how they feel.   We like what they do, but the plain truth is that they are a bit of party disruptor when it comes to engaging the full experience.

So, when I'm with a girl for the first time -- sometimes I'm struggling up to maintain that "loving feeling" as the party is getting started.   This only seems to plague me on the first encounters.

And the sign of a really experienced girl, is that she'll instinctively begin to work with you and get you passed the "Is this condom going to spoil my fun -- worry anxiety"   Typically what the girl will do is without a condom, go down on you until you are finding the loving feeling again.   At this same time, you may be losing yourself in her curves and putting your face in strangely familiar places as well. 

Anyhow, at this point while you're sufficiently distracted from the condom,  she'll slip the condom back on and not waste any time following up on that condom with her own body.

Then of course from that point, things are rolling fairly well and you get that spirit of Barry White "thing happening" and based on the energy of the room, you're moving without noticing to the beat of Barry's "I Can't get Enough of Your Love Babe".

I tend to do not shift too many gears on the first run.  If I do, I lose some of my focus.  And focus is really tends to be one of those necessary ingredients mostly because a condom really can get in the way.  It's like I get one good shot with a condom, and after that I have to reload with a new girl, or layout for 24 hours.  Sorry, but that is just me.

During sex, Dolly has this very unusual utterance (can we call it that?).  Or do we call it a moan or a groan?  It was similar to a Japanese girl only with a deeper pitch and slower rhythm.  She was fairly vocal and I enjoyed that.   It's seemed genuine (and of course it may not always genuine).

I had to be very careful with her because her skin and nipples were particularly sensitive to my touch.  In part this certainly had something to do her recent period, but I had the feeling that she is normally a light touch.  This didn't make her less responsive, not in the least.   I just had to keep in mind not to get lost in the throws of the moment and squeeze or suck on anything too hard.

Some girls will allow you to kiss them mouth-to-mount, others will turn their faces away to avoid it.   Dolly was partially receptive to that advance.  I don't know the full reasons behind their avoidance to kissing.  I think it's rooted mostly in a culture that doesn't normally share that type of personal affection.  However, some girls are open to kissing and when they are, its a treat in combination with sex.    This is of course state normal in the west, so don't feel uncomfortable or take a personal difference toward a girl here IF she avoids me advance to kiss her.

Dolly told me flat out that she likes to kissed all over her body and that suited me just fine because I enjoy doing that.  (It's seems that most girls generally don't really have a problem with kissing on the body.)

Anyhow, she and I had a nice first encounter (sorry, I hate the word "shag").   It was nice.  She was a very good partner and adapted to my needs.  I hope that I too, was flexible to hers.

We both took a shower together.  She put her shower cap back on again and we stepped into water together.   I personally like the little extras like getting to soap down a girl's body.   I'm really high service in the shower, I aim to please and I enjoy it.    Tandem showers are sometimes hard to get before sex (so obviously I sometimes ask), but after the fact, its a comfortable request.  Go-go girls are normally pretty uninhibited but some beer bar girls are reluctant to bath together with you.   In some cases, the beer bar girls are hiding something that bothers them, like stretch marks or scars -- or they are just plain shy.   Dolly is not a shy one.  Not at all.  She is as comfortable in the shower or under the sheets as she is completely naked on stage and dancing.  This may be the bonus you want in paying the higher price of a "stunner" go-go girl.  Oh, as by the way, not many dawn shower caps for their hair.   Most pin their hair up with sprint loaded clips and others just allow their hair to get wet.   There is no common definitive trend on that.

At this point, we are lounging around mostly naked or in towels.  We only dressed perhaps one time in that 14 period to hop across the street to 7/11 for the some light food.

So, we out of the shower and I think sprawled out on the bed and we're talking and sometimes I ask for clarification on Thai phrases.  Dolly speaks quite a bit of English and this help me greatly as I can more easily pose my questions.

I just recently learned who say "second hand" -- as in a second hand phone (previously owned).   But, I forget the word sometimes so I asker to remind me how it sounded.  And the words are "Muae Song".   The first word is hand and "song" is the number 2.   Then she says...  "Jaap Pla Song Muae".   Very quickly I'm deciphering this.... hum  "Grab" "Fish" "2" "Hand".   I said, what does that mean?  She said, this is the same thing as "Jow Chuu".   I know what Jow Chuu is.  That is the term used for a guy who is a playboy who want to run around and banging all the girls.   She explained that Jaap Pla Song Muae was the idea of trying to catch many fish with both hands at the same time.  It's like having more than you can handle and in the process you lose them all.  So she says this is another way of saying you're a playboy.  Oh, great.  I learned something new.  It's a great phrase.  The "Muae " part is very hard to spell and you'll need to hear a native Thai say this for you to really grasp it.

So, we talk for quite a while and we're rehashing some of the previous conversation that we had the club about her work and income and what she does with it.  I think this is all very interesting.

And she talks about the number of short time customers and long time, etc.   Together we're mumbling over the numbers and adding it all up and with a rough guesstimate, considered everything, she must take in between 100 and 120 thousand bath a month.  She says that some days will not go with a customer, but on most days she will.

She burns out at about the 2 month mark and goes home and actually takes 2 months off of work to unwind.  So some of that money is saved and spent during her time off, but I said that her is income is very strong and she said to me, and I won't forget this, she said with smile and sigh and a small shake of the head, "I not know where go".   So, evidently even she has some challenges in saving the cash.   And this is girl who is not an irresponsible party hearty type girl.  Here body is clean -- not a tattoo on it.  No body piercings.  Seem like she doesn't drink at work.   I don't see that she has any extravagant jewelry.    Funny, I just thought of it... I don't remember her cell phone. I think it rang only once during our time together.    Hum.... that's strange, but then again, she told me that we was off work for a couple of months and had just came back 2 days earlier (ok, so she's pretty honest too).

We had previously talked just briefly about her length of time in the work, but I wanted to dive a little deeper about her history in the business.  I asked her again about how long she had been dancing.

She said, "Do you want to know truth or a lie?", continuing she added, "Guys don't believe truth, but they believe lie".

I laughed, and she smiled.  I gave her this face like I was thinking really hard, squinting an eye and looking to the left and scratching my head on the right, just to be a little dramatic  -- I said, "How about you tell me the truth".  She said that she had been working since last January or February in the previous year, so in total time better than a year and then of course she reminded me that she had taken some time off.

Then I said, "Ok, now tell me the lie".  And she went into this fake little girl's voice and rattled off this canned, "Well, I come here with a friend from country and work only 2 week now."   That was a fun moment - and I think I followed up with something "You go with me for boom boom first time?", and all that playful banter put us back in bed again.

What can I say, Mr Condom gets another work out (see how I love this guy?).   Dolly has a satisfactory time of it, but I am left wanting for a little more.   Hum....  

It's later now -- perhaps 5 am.  We are laying bed, she is partially on top of me with her head in my shoulder and we'll talking again.  (we talked a great deal and I'm only getting small parts of it in this article).

The conversation floats back to her time working and she tells me about her stopping work for a man that she had met about 3 or 4 months ago.   He was American and here visiting from the US and they evidently had met in Pattaya and he took an interest in her and she stopped work and traveled with him up to her home town in Thailand.   He was here for about 4 weeks.  

He was recuperating from a back injury of some type that keep him from working.   Evidently they made some serious plans and she changed her work to Coyotee's a go-go which is in the Marine Disco area in Pattaya.   At Coyotee's she can dance but she is not required to go with customers.  She is no penalized for not going, but the wages are pretty small. I believe she said about 7 thousand bath every 2 weeks.   The plan was for him to send for her and take her back to the US.   However, she said that something happened.   She didn't know what.   Calls stopped coming to her.   Email began to go unanswered.    A couple of weeks past, soon a month.   She said it was 2 months before she heard from one of his friends.   And just about that point, in bed with me, Dolly began to cry.  

She was saying, that one of his friends who knew Dolly told her that he was still alive (speaking about his major ailment)  but just would not be contacting her again.   Dolly described all this in much greater detail and I don't remember enough of her words to recount them exactly, but without much delay she just broke down into a pretty serious crying spell.  Obviously she was not over the pain of being left behind without so much as a phone call to explain it all.   She was apologizing to me over an over while wiping her open hand down her face.  Remember, she is still partially lying on top of me at this point and her face in my neck.  And I say to her, it's ok, I sometimes miss my father very much, and I start feeling a bit choked up myself.  So that little session went on for 10 minutes or so and it passed and you know, I feel really sad for her.   I believed her.  The tear and heartache were very deeply felt and genuine.   I have really never seen a bar girl cry before about a love lost like that.  I know they do in some cases.   They are looking for a way out to a better life.  Dolly is a very sweet girl and she is very bright.  She would make a good business woman and probably and great partner.

I think at this point, we dressed and hopped across the street to 7/11 for some food before turning in for the night.  It's still raining at this point.

We slept until about 2 pm the next day.   She tells me that she is hungry for Soom Taam Koog.  That is the basic Soom Taam with shrimp.  I know that much.   I'm not really up on my Soom Taam and I should be because I normally live up country and Soom Taam is a common food up there, but it's spicy and I think it has this rotten crab juice in it, and bad odor and I'm not up for that.    I didn't know what soi this food was located on, so I failed in securing her requested food that early afternoon. 

Somehow or another -- we end up ready for sex again (probably my fault).   So I take one more round with her.   After we are in the cooling off period she said "I come three time" (referring to the entire time spent with me).   I said something snide like "Oh, that's good".    Certainly I was there but I don't get to take all the credit.  I think Mr Condom did most of the work.  He is most certainly at fault for her being sore at that point.

I roll out of bed before her and I head for the shower to clean up and shave and do a few things to prepare myself for the day.  The light bricks in the wall still tell me that it was heavily over-cast and still raining.   It felt like one of those days where you just want to stay in bed.

I'm in the shower and Dolly come in a sits down on the toilet without saying a word..... Hum, I instinctive know what to do, I turn my back on her and as expected, she is tinkling right next to me and there is no shower curtain in the bath.   This is somewhat rare.   I don't remember having an unfamiliar Thai girl urine while in the bath with me.  And this girl has only known me less than 24 hours.

She finishes and takes a step up to the mirror and begins to clean her face and brush her teeth and put some base makeup on.

I towel off and get up behind her and watcher her in the mirror.   She is twisting caps on and off and searching through her little plastic bag for her goodies.   She says, "I like small".   And I look down and I see that all her tubes and packages of cosmetics are very tiny.   Like, her toothpaste tube was a miniature of the real thing.  I don't even know where she would get them.   I suppose they were samples.

A few minutes later, as I see her finishing up, I put my hands on her hips, and we are still both naked at this point, (probably one of my favorite states), and I turn her around and backup just about a half a step and sit on the toilet.  She opens up her legs (as I am still leading her), and she straddles me.  We are both sitting on the seat and facing each other. 

Over-cast light is trickling in from the glass blocks in the wall.   And we are just sitting there and talking a little bit, and I hold her close.   We rock her back and forth for a few minutes between our chit chat.   It's a nice time out just to stop and enjoy the moment. 

Ultimately the party has to wind up so she can get to work.  I eases off me and I struggle to get out of that seat.  Ouch, man there is ring on my ass a mile wide.  I shake that off with some light humor.

We are dressed again and Dolly need to head back home where she can do a few chores and prepare to return to work.

I grab my side pack and open it, and pull all my cash out.  I just happened to do this in front of her.  Normally I would not.  I gave her 2,400 baht.  I think I would have given her 3k.   She seemed unconcerned about the size of the money.  She thanked me.   Girls in Thailand are normally very good about courtesy and thanks.

It's 4pm at this point.  We were both ready to go our separate ways and take care of our daily business.

I decided that I would walk her to her motorcycle parked next to Boesche.   She was surprised that I choose to go with her to the motorcycle (just up the street about 100 meters) parked near her work place in a small guarded lot run by a vendor.  It was still drizzling at the time but we had umbrellas and I had plenty of time.   So, it was a small effort on my part, but I think she appreciated it.   At her bike, I agree to come see her later at Boesches that night.

About 4 or 5 hours later that same evening, the rain had cleared off and it was becoming nice again.  I ran by Club Boesches again to see her one more time.   I knew that I wasn't going to be taking her again.   I had decided this before hand.   Not that she was not interesting, I'm just a little bit spoiled and I like a little variety and Dolly was also an expensive choice, generally.   She probably would have gone for less money, but that wasn't the appropriate thing to ask of her.  She is here to work and I would not want to stand in the way of that unless I had a better offer for her.

Dolly was happy to see that evening when I did come back.  It was about 8:30 pm at the time I believe.  Again we talked between her dance sets.  She mentioned that she was a bit sore that she would probably take the night off and not work that evening.  She was just going to dance.  

I decided to have a little more fun and do some serious tipping.   I had never given out 500 baht tips before to dancers on stage.   It had just never come up before, but I did so on this occasion.  In fact I did it twice, both to Dolly each time.   I folded up that money in a way that the 500 marking was in plane view and I twisted it through her g-string.  (at this time she was only half naked).

On break and sitting with me between two of her sets, she looking down at the strap of cash that was consolidated on her wrist under a wrist band she said, "I think I lucky tonight" with a smile.   The count was somewhere near 2,000 baht.   2 bills were purple and the rest were pink.

She said "I think you not forget me".   I leaned over to her ear and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"  I pulled back just in time to see her smile in amusement.  I paused and leaned back into again and said "Most girls don't believe the truth, but they do believe a lie".  I smiled at her.

I hung out with her and we continued to chat, interrupted by a couple of her dance sets.   I think she was hoping that I might take her again.  But, I made a point to tell her that she needed to work.  And I told her this several times.  I told her I was tired (and I was a bit tired).  Dolly is a high priced girl and I felt like had my time with her.   She is nice, but I felt the urge to experience something new, so I wasn't going to encourage another round with her.  I left there at about 9:30 pm.

I didn't stop into Boesches for several days.  I had other things to attend to.

I stopped over to her work place a few times later in that week, but never saw here again on this trip.  She was working and evidently, just as she had claimed, she can go with a customer or several customers everyday as she chooses.

DaveTheRaveBangkok ... "The Subtle Admission"

I want to point out something really subtle.   This is nick picking -- I admit.   But, I want to put a magnifying glass on DaveTheRave for not coming straight out with the truth.   The actual subject matter itself is insignificant.  The subtle "end-around" publishing is what you should take note of. 

This was published in the first paragraph of Night Fever on May 23rd.

Notice that he doesn't make any attempt to really tell you just how many customers where in either Rainbow or Angelwitch (his place of work).    If it was more than 10, was it less than 50?   About 20?   Maybe 30?   See, Dave here stops short of giving you a correct and honest figure about just how slow Angelwitch really was.  (and lets remember that he is the manger of Angelwitch so he should know this figure - shouldn't he?)

Then, this past Sunday, we get a secondary confirmation of "just how slow it has been" from Stickman (Dave and Stickman exchange information each other - you might say collude with each other to manipulate readership).

Here is what Stickman says 4 days later:

Now, to get the scope of this -- you have to think about the nature of this renovation.   All the seats were upholstered and a completely new sound system was installed.    I can tell you that this is a fairly large operation.   Most certainly this interrupted their normal business operations.   I'm sure they did try to do this in off hours, but it never works quite that well and these go-go operators know this.   In fact, vendor services and their supply lines are so bad, so unpredictable, so unprofessional (in most cases), that you only do major renovations and upgrades when business is really really down.   Additionally, bars won't spend a dime if they feel they don't have to.    If the sofa seats were falling apart but they were full every night -- they won't touch the sofa seat for fear they would effect the business.  

So, if you put these two passages together and read between the lines -- Angelwitch in Bangkok is probably dead and hurting for business.

I have nothing against Angelwitch personally, I'm just pointing out that DaveTheRaveBangkok is not allowed to call it straight on his own club -- probably for fear of the ownership.   But hey -- this is business right?   The "business" of the Internet and mixing news with advertisement.

BTW -- Night fever is late this week.   As of Thursday, Dave's column was not posted and still no explanation as to why he closed down the picture gallery.

Stickman Does The Floating Market....

I'll be honest with you.   I had a hard time wanting to follow along on this subject.   It's not on the Galt's list of things to do.   Stickman used some new power words this week, "cacophony" and "extricating".   With any luck, we'll see him perhaps use the words "plethora" and "dirge" next week.

The only Stick-ism I see in this column is, "all and sundry" (this phrase of course he typically used in older Stickman weekly columns to refer to Thai's who pick their noses in public for "all and sundry" to see).

Otherwise, it looked devoid of other normal New Zealand (Brit-like) Kiwi lingo.

Still, if you have it in mind that the floating market is a "must do" activity, I'll concede to Stickman that his take may be the definitive web resource for such an experience.  (Stickman is slow to get back in the saddle for naughty night life reporting).

The Stickman Abortion?

Last week I published an email from a reader who claimed that he had heard that Stickman got a bar girl pregnant prior to his marriage.   I don't normally put a whole lot of stock in claims out of email.  I view the information with quite a bit of reservation.

Within a day of releasing last week's column, I receive another email from a reader who had this to say about the subject:

I wrote him with a follow up email asking "Did she actually mention him by his real name?  Can you describe her? Recall her name? Was there anything unusual about her that you can remember?"

He responded by saying:

I hear that when Paul Owen is among friends, they joke about him being the "Stick" man.   Well, I guess he must he must have a tough time keeping the O'l Stick under control.

Let's not ignore the concept that these girls tend to be "fatalistic".  We have heard these words from Paul Owen in the past -- and I will quote him.

"The fatalistic mentality of Thais from less privileged backgrounds means that they are very much a risk to themselves and as the more educated, experienced and worldly person in the situation, it is up to us, to lead the way and ensure that we use condoms, always".  

You can find this quote in the Stickman article linked to last week called The Abortion Clinic.

I don't claim that condoms are a full measure of protection, but they are certainly more effective than nothing.   But let's face it, men don't like condoms.  Its easy to feel the urge to avoid them.

Getting back to fatalism:  The girls from even the more privileged background are also fatalistic.  They seem to rely more on blessings and charms than knowledge and decision.  The girls will accept the consequences of your actions as being kind of a predetermined event.   They also have this secret fascination with having farang babies.  

Just a week ago, I stuck my head in a local disco and bumped into a temporary "coyote girl".   I eventually had a chance to speak with her that evening and I swear in the first five minutes of our conversation, she was flirting with the idea of have a Thai/farang baby who could eventually be (in her English words), a "Super Model".

Further, in just a past couple of year, I have confirmed now seeing 2 girls who I had previously been involved with that have become pregnant -- both of whom I believe did so outside of marriage.   And just for your information - none of them are pregnant by me.   I'm 100% sure of that.

As in the west, some of these girls are generally unhappy, some are stuck in a rut and one way to shake up their lives is by having children.  So, if a girl is on the prowl for a sperm donor, they are going to be naturally attracted to a party that looks to satisfy the most needs.   Frequently that party can look like a farang local to them.  So you need to be exercising a lot of responsibility when you choose to get involved.

Oh, by the way -- just for the record.... I will admit to having had my issues with pregnancy and abortion back in the US.  It has happened to me and I have had to deal with it.   I will tell you for a fact, I have never shirked my responsibility to become a part of the solution to any situation in this area.  However, in fairness to Stickman, I can see how it might seem become challenging to become part of the solution here in Thailand.   I think it could be more difficult here to be helpful.   So I can understand the possible dread in a local situation and the easy out available (not condoning this - just seeing the understand of it) in just walking away from a situation to wash your hands of it.   Still, if the girl wanted your help with a pregnancy, and you withheld that help, then that would be basically a pretty low thing to do.

My recommendation to you guys coming over for fun and frolicking - make an appointment with your local doctor in the west and get the big "V".   That's right, get cut.   This is a pretty responsible way to go and with today's technology, you can get a reversal should if you find the girl of your dreams and wish to have children with her.

Calling Mrs. Stickman (the former?)

If anyone knows Mrs. Stickman (Mrs. Owen), please ask her to contact me.

The readership would like to know -- is there is a real Miss Udon?    Is she the home-wrecker?  Or is The Great Galt to blame for the marriage breaking up?    OR is Stickman to blame?

In your opinion, did Stickman deserve it?    Did he pay you some Thai divorce money, Gnern Yaah?   The readership has a 1,000 questions.   Please grant us an interview.

If you want to air out your gripes, drop me a line.  I'll listen to you.  

You can contact me at my normal email address of JohnGaltThailand@gmail.com or you can contact me at NotStickmanBangkok@gmail.com and we'll begin the verification process.

A Galt Factoid:

You're going to find this interesting.   Much of people's character is rooted in their culture.   In the US early in the last century, during the depression, if people were out of money (and many were), they were saying "I don't want a hand-out, I want a job".

Here in Thailand, I have now heard a couple of girls talk about being out of work.   What they say in Thai is "I want new money".  Isn't that funny?  They didn't say they were looking for work - they are look for money!

Part of the Business, Hustling Down Internet Addresses....

Here is some information that regretfully, is part of what happens in an environment that is run without strict rules for fair play.  Unfortunately, in some cases, to  the most savvy, go the spoils.

Here is an email that I received:

I found out that this is a post on a local web site.

You can see the full conversation of this topic at:    ThaiVisa.com article

I have to admit, that registering domain names is almost a free for all without any restrictions.  I have only seen a celebrities successfully sue to get their personal names under control.  Businesses who were not up to speed on the Internet several years ago, have lost out to those who are.

I personally hold 35 or 40 domains myself that are related to my LED lighting business (AsianSignals.com). 

I believe there are "opportunists" in Singapore registering names for each city in Thailand.   Recently I looked up NakhonPhanom.com just to see who owned it.  It's controlled by a squatter in Singapore who has it up for sale to the highest bidder.  I think NakhonPhanom.net is being run by a local.

I personally reserved NakhonPhanom.org so this name could be put some greater community use someday here in my home town.

Looking at the Numbers -- Galt Finds some Redemption?

This is actually the first week in the last 7 months that my numbers moved up.  When I "outed" Stickman back in November and he pulled this web site off the air, my numbers sky rockets to extremely high levels.  They have been slow falling every week and last week was my slowest week.  This week are up about 20 percent from last week.   Daily numbers are still at 200 to 250 visitors.

I do appreciate the feedback that received this week from readers who liked my last weeks article.

You know, we are still not finished with this topic.  There is just so much more to write on it.  I'll try to put a wrap on it in next week's article.

The Wrap Up...

I was a bit unsure if documenting my time with a bar girl was going to be the right things to do.   I'm going to take some heat for it.  No doubt the "Galt detractors" will twist my writing into something to assault me.   And that fine, I don't care about that.  When you are a real person and speak you mind and reveal yourself, people can find fault with you easily.  So, this is part of naturally being in the public eye.

What I do care about is telling you something that you can use.  Something that you might encounter over here.  I really enjoy my experiences here.   They make me think.   They make me consider another persons view point.

Anyhow, thanks for stopping by.   I'm going to tell you about 2 more girls next week.   (god I hope I can get through all of it).   I'll have some pictures of them.   I would not want to show you pictures of Dolly because I went to such detail of our time together.  Next week, I'll offer less personal accounts of these other girl and show you more pictures of them.

Also, thanks for some of your feedback this week.  I'm always happy to hear of it.   I also received a few suggestions.   Again, thanks for those.

See everyone next week.

John Galt