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A Bike Ride Into The Unknown



It’s 4.30am and I’m heading home with a cheeky McDonalds. It’s been a long night and one best forgotten. Too many unwanted conversations with too many tossers.

Bag of burgers in hand I make my way to the main drag to hail a cab. A motorbike taxi driver touting for business asks where I’m going and offers a cheap ride home. I politely decline as bike rides for me in Bangkok are limited to friends only as I’m shit scared of them.

As he continues his pitch I explain that I don’t like bikes and I live on the other side of the city. It’s just too far away. He insists on going slow and we will be fine. I’ve no logical reason to explain why I’m on the back of his bike heading towards Asoke intersection but I am and give this guy credit, he really is taking it easy.

bangkok after dark

As we motor at a reasonable speed down Asoke he asks if I want a lady. I tell him not tonight and add that I don’t have money for that kind of fun on me. We make idle chit chat as we go and we are back at beer and babes. Okay, lets go for a beer and then home.

The places he had in mind at Saphan Kwai are closed so we are now hunting down a small karaoke joint. A few lefts and rights and we find one open. It turns out we are the only customers and the girls seem happy to see us. A late night surprise meaning some extra drinks and tips as I assume if we hadn’t arrived they’d have shut up shop sooner rather than later.

The beers are ordered and motorbike man tells me it’s 120 baht per girl to join us. They are already lined up at our booth waiting for us to make our selection. The first thing I noticed as I ran my eye along the line up was how good looking most of them were. Yeah, there were a few uglies in the pack but on the whole they were all 20-25ish, slim and cute as pie. We make our choices and the girls join us.

One thing to mention here about the drinks. Motorbike man was ordering just one long neck Leo at a time for us to share and the girls ordered Coke. When they ordered soft drinks my first thought was meh, that’s not gonna loosen them up. But I was wrong. The Coke was to add to the Leo. And yes, it tasted vile. Beer and Coke are not a good combo no matter what or how many you’ve had.

The song books arrived but no one done any singing, they just fired up the choices on the screens and we drank and chatted for about an hour. This would have been a nightmare if you couldn’t speak any Thai as only one of the girls could speak a few words of English. Between my bad Thai and my new buddies bad English we managed to have a laugh.

The hot wee thing sat with my new mate was pretty shy and certainly not keen on his advances. He was a bit forward but what the hell, we were in a pick up joint after all. Fortunately for me the alcohol started kicking in and my girl started feeling a little frisky. Things could be worse. Time for another beer.

So here I am sat in the middle of nowhere half canned with a motorbike taxi driver I met an hour ago getting my nuts massaged by a little hottie I’d happily spend the morning with but just not this particular morning. Numbers swapped, bill paid and time for the ride home. I’m burst and in need of some sleep.

Out into the morning sun and there’s my bag of burgers still hanging on the bike… just another bizarre night out in Bangkok.

Stickboy aka Sticky Boy aka Mike McKay aka Mike McKwai, Wild Mike, Magic Mike, Mr Mike, and a fair few more best forgotten, is a party animal with hollow legs who loves music, current affairs, beer, food, causing trouble on Twitter, and making the most of life without worrying too much about what people think or say about his antics. You can send him stuff here -

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Opening Night At Nana Plaza Was A Blast



Opening Night At Nana Plaza Was A Blast

July 1st was the day many owners and customers had been waiting for since the middle of March when entertainment and nightlife were allowed to resume.

My plan was to visit all three bar areas to see what was going on and share it here on the website and do a few updates on social media.

The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry as the saying goes and that’s exactly what happened. My whistle-stop tour became an adventure in Nana Plaza and boy, did we have ourselves a grand old time.

With some bars deciding to wait until after the long weekend with 2 dry days we had ourselves a list of 9 bars to visit and we kicked things off in Morning Night.

As we progressed through the outside beer bars to Stumble Inn, Big Dogs and K&S our entourage started rapidly growing in numbers.

There were lots of happy smiling faces in each of the four beer bars we visited and a decent amount of customers around too.

Time to venture inside Nana Plaza where you are asked to check-in via the Thai Chana app or alternatively sign in with your name, time and mobile number, at the entrance. Masks are required and once you’ve had your temperature taken and offered hand sanitizer you’re good to go in less than 30 seconds.

First up was Spanky’s for me while some of the guys opted to check out Twister BKK.

As you would expect, the middle floor house of fun was crushing it. Spanky’s was rocking and almost full when I popped in. Happy days.

My aim was to make sure we visited every bar that was open so it was a quick drink and a catch-up with all the usual suspects on and off the stage before moving on.

Next stop for us was Rainbow 4 where we planned to meet with the boys who headed to Twister BKK. In we go and ask where’s the bell…. “mai mee”. Huh? You haven’t got a bell?

We ordered a round and a few moments later a bell appeared. Ding, ding, ding.

Lots of cuties to keep me busy but to be fair, it wouldn’t have been difficult to spot some eye candy as the owners had filled the bar with at least 100 dancers.

It was the same story in both Rainbow 5 and 2 plus Twister BKK. All those bars had no fewer than 100 girls dancing. That’s a lot of chrome pole crumpet to choose from.

The man who appeared with the bell in Rainbow 4 was on the ball and accompanied us to Rainbow 5, formerly Twister Bar, before we all moved downstairs to Rainbow 2 which was heaving with dancing dollybirds. I fell in love at least 5 times in the hour we were there.

One for the road in Twister BKK which I missed on the first visit and damn, it was like Hotties R Us.

It’s too easy for me to get in trouble. I’m weak but there was no monkey business for old Stick last night.

It was burgers and bed after a great night out with the boys.

Hats off to all the bar owners who jumped in on the first day of opening who made a fine effort. As the week goes on more bars will be opening giving you even more choice and by the middle of next week, the whole Plaza will be open again.

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It’s Not A Race



The race to be number one is as old as man but in modern times, in a fast-paced world of news and social media things are at an all-new high when it comes to being “first”.

Sure, it feels great to be first with a scoop but it can come at a cost as most news outlets and reporters have come to learn in recent months with COVID-19 coverage.

Desperation to announce the latest coronavirus numbers before anyone else each day became a talking point on Twitter back in March as reporters banged away on their phones and computers as the stats were released.

Mistakes were made almost daily, corrections added later but in truth, not a care was given by any of the guilty parties. All that mattered was they Tweeted the stats first, even when they were wrong with one so-called journalist sharing the previous days numbers that were never corrected. She simply didn’t realise what a cock-up she’d made of it.

Not A Race

In the past few weeks, the same scenario has been repeated with news outlets desperate to be first with booze news and information on easing of restrictions.

I can’t think of one news website who didn’t run the ridiculous story of a two-day amnesty to allow people to purchase alcohol when sales were banned.

The story first appeared on Khaosod Online who sourced the story from who knows where and every man and his dog were all over it like a rash taking what had been published as fact and re-wrote the fairytale.

Did any of them bother to do a bit of research such place a couple of calls to ask a few questions to shed any light on the story, or anything else that might have enlightened them that the whole thing was a farce from the start? Of course they didn’t.

It was just too good not to publish as it was the #1 story of the day that turned out to be complete and utter nonsense.

Over and over again I have been told that I’m not sharing enough news on what is going on right now. I beg to differ.

The updates I have shared have been factual and accurate. Yes, I’ve sat back while others churn out clickbait crap as I don’t want to be part of that party.

Big news outlets get a pass when they share inaccurate stories, just look at the Bangkok Post – you all still read it and believe everything they publish despite dozens of misleading and inaccurate articles over the past 3 months.

If I was to do the same and publish something that turned out to be wrong, nobody would ever believe another word I said. I don’t have a gold “Get Out Of Fake News Jail Free” card.

And to be honest, that’s just the way I like it. Stickboy traffic and stats are great, I don’t need or want to be part of the clickbait crowd. I will continue to share news stories and information that I think will be of interest when the time is right.

It’s not a race, well, at least not for me.

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A Legit Question



A Twitter follower has a legit question – What is the point of leaving a seat vacant when other people who are standing on the BTS can literally smell each other’s armpits?

This very topic came up in conversation the other day with me and a few friends who pointed out that everyone on the BTS wore a mask and it couldn’t be compared to sitting in a pub or a restaurant.

As you might expect, I disagreed.

A Legit Question

Sure, while waiting on the train stood on the platform everyone is spaced out 1m apart… most of the time. And yes, everyone is wearing a mask but once inside the carriages during rush hour people are touching each other. Isn’t that the main way this coronavirus spreads?

By comparison, if you were sat in a pub or restaurant you’d be sat apart, no touching, no nothing. Sure, people wouldn’t be wearing masks but with numbers now so low the chances of catching anything has to be very unlikely.

So squashed together wearing masks is safer than being sat apart without one?

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