Switching on Awesometown

5 Seconds of Dance

What has happened to my blogging? I'm totally slacking! Sometimes, life gets too awesome to record it properly. That is precisely what has happened. Hopefully, I'll put some literary details soon, but until then, enjoy the latest Ringo-vid.

How to Appear Famous

This is the latest video by myself and Craig. Enjoy.

I Went Through Thailand on a Horse with No Name

My cousin Dante has come to meet me in Thailand. We have heard that one night in Bangkok makes a hard man crumble. This is actually false, it takes 3. After waking up one morning with bits of fried grasshopper in my teeth (eaten the night before), we realized the city was too much, and we fled northwards for peace.

When deposited into a mountain/jungle paradise such as northern Thailand, what do you do? Get massages? Take a yoga course or a cooking course? No. You rent motorcycles and you terrorize the countryside. It rocked. We swam in waterfalls, climbed through caves, drove around elephants, jumped over fences, and obviously, sampled local beverages. Several things on my to-do list have now been crossed off. See below.

Ride an elephant. check.
See an elephant play harmonica and demostrate the doppler effect simultaneously. check.
See a monkey shoot baskets. check.
Eat fried bugs. check.
Ride motorcycle in a place that is not Manila. check.
Sing karaoke at an outdoor Thai festival. check.
Introduce Thailand to Halloween. Not checked off yet.
Hi-five the king of Thailand. Not check off yet.
One night left, hopefully i can make those last two happen.

How to Make a 5 Minute Chocolate Cake

Craig and I have made a new video. Check it out.



We are also busily working on another. Look for that soon.

A One Minute Tour of Awesometown

I have a new place in Manila. As you can probably guess, it is called Awesometown. Check out this one minute tour. You may also notice my new ability to make text dance in videos. I am about to enter a new era. Enjoy.

I Like to Ride my Bicycle, through Holland

The summer is over and I am now back in Manila. However, I have returned to a storm of shit that makes those frogs that Moses sent raining down on Egypt look like a spring shower. Fortunately, for you the reader, this blog is not the proper forum to go into that. Let’s talk about Holland.

After leaving Amsterdam, I worked my south via train, sleeping occasionally but mainly renting bicycles to see the countryside. This worked great until I got to Rotterdam, and then had my bicycle stolen, despite the fact that it had more chains around it than Mr. T. Obviously I wasn’t getting the deposit back, but I figured to keep myself from being charged even more, it was best to flee the country.

Here are 6 pics taken before I become a fugitive.

I sought sanctuary in Dusseldorf, Germany with my Dutch friend Harmen. Harmen has 3 amazing abilities: fast walking, fast talking, and fast drinking. Through this combination, the walking Dutchman convinced me to go back to Amsterdam for another weekend of debauchery. Which I did. We did nothing cultural, and instead remained highly focused on belligerence. Thus, I have no pictures (mercifully) from that final push through the bricked streets of Amsterdam.