SwaziBird

I keep reading this as hannukah money

SwaziBird, on 2012-03-02 10:18:19, said:

I don't know if you are serious or not. It's like asking if they are skills with pool, darts or bowling. The goal of this game is to throw your team's metal balls the closest possible to the small wooden ball. When this little ball is 5 or more meters away from you can easily imagine you need some kind of dexterity to do it well.

In this game there are basically two different ways to throw the ball, the "point" where you throw the ball straight at the small ball, and let it roll until it stops, and the "shoot" where you throw it quite fast aiming at a well placed opponent ball, in the hope of removing it. Best shooters can not only knock out the opponent's ball with a high frequency but also leave their ball at the point of impact. This is an extremly difficult shot to make and always brings cheers in a casual game when succeeded.

Once you know the basics you can check the strategic side of the game. To shoot or to point? Take the risky shot for the win or limit the points damage? Where to place the balls? How to protect your well placed ball? Decisions are not always easy...

Ok, I hope I removed your doubts. If you really want it, you can also check out what the best players can do in televised tournaments. Be careful it is almost as boring as watching curling.

I don't mean to laugh at the OP with this emoticon. It's more a smile of sympathy.

I don't know what it is that makes most Thai people I know completely immune to egregious and way over the top noise. Yes, noise.
I don't refer to loud music at a festival, I grew up on that.
I mean noise with a capital N; that any 2 bit Somchai who is selling cookware at a 10% discount, can hire a sound truck blaring the glory of his sales event. Fireworks set off by spotty teens that would be banned as terrorist devices in most countries, and local Wat festivals with bad karaoke droning and whining on for hours...all for a good cause, I'm sure.

And I have a project being built across the street from me, size of the Pentagon, with jackhammers run with taped handles (very bad concrete pouring and molding, I assume), idiots banging on tin with mallets at all hours of day and night, and no end of massive movement of trucks spewing diesel exhaust rumbling the ground.
It's all about the Almighty Dollar or Baht or whatever currency you chose.
Some of our fellow members here will no doubt react angrily to these harsh words- all quiet where they are, now.

Doesn't do a bit of good to get upset or complain about any of this.
Because as soon as you move, to a place of solitude and peace and tranquility...the horror will reappear across the street from you again, guaranteed.