I’m Baack…


I’m sure you missed me…

Hello everybody! Or as Dr. Nick Riviera would say, “HI, EVERYBODY!”

Mr. G here. I’m sure you’ve all been wondering to yourselves, “Gee, I wonder what G has been up to!” Well, I’ve been busy, people. Very, very busy.

Bangladesh is going well, as far as we can see, but in all honesty, we never really leave the diplomatic enclave in which we live. It’s not because we don’t want to explore, but more because there is lots of political turmoil in Bangladesh at the moment and there is the potential of danger if we were to travel anywhere outside the “safe” zone. Basically, that means that we live in an approximately two square mile zone and never leave. That can be bad at times (the political party out of power likes to throw firebombs), but can be good as well, because it means MR. G NEVER HAS TO LEAVE HIS HOUSE.

In my career as a teacher, I’ve had snow days and things like that, but last Wednesday, I had a political violence day, which meant that we, along with everyone else in the school, was confined to our houses from midnight to midnight. We were asked not to go outside for fear of escalating violence.

Of course, there was no violence. We sat around our house, had a picnic on the roof of the building, and enjoyed ourselves. They lifted the restriction by noon and all was well. It was a lot like that “typhoon day” in Shanghai, where everyone was prepared for the city to be hit by a massive typhoon and it turned out to be a sunny, beautiful day. Good times.

In other news, a few weeks ago, we had our “Discovery Trips”, which are the AISD equivalent of Shanghai’s “China Trips”. The entirety of the high school and middle school took off to various places around the area to explore. 3 HS teachers and I took a group to Bhutan, which is a difficult place to get into, because it’s not really big on the tourist scene. I made a couple of videos of the trip, which you can find here. Look under Week 7 and 8, respectively, to watch the videos.

That being said, I’m still producing my videos of the week. I’m behind, but up to Week 8. Some are good, some are bad. Some are experimental and some are the typical Mr. G videos. Quite a mix.

On the creative front, there’s not much happening. I am trying to get The Wizard of New York City ready for publication. I was working on a vampire novel before February, but I’ve stopped that at the moment, because I was kind of bored with it. I might go back and reread it later. I also wrote a horror script in January called “The Scottish Play”, but it wasn’t that hot. I will get started on something else soon, but I’m not sure what.

All right, that’s all I’ve got. I hope all is well with the lot of you. If you get bored, drop me a line and let me know what’s happening. For those of you in Shanghai, be prepared, because next year at this time, I’m headed back to go to Disneyland. I expect SOMEONE to get me some free tickets.

And a free place to stay.

Oh, and could you also buy my plane ticket for me?

Mr. G

And remember…


52 Films – Week 8

52 Films – Week 7

52 Films – Week 6

52 Films – Week 5

52 Films – Week 4

52 Films – Week 3

100 Rickshaws by Moi!

52 Films – Week 2


52 Films – Week 1


I Survived!

2014 is behind me now!

Just a short note, people. Many happenings on this front, but not a lot of time to write. 2015 is shaping up to be a big year, with books, movies, and all that good stuff happening round these parts.
I am posting a link here to the first of what shall be an ongoing series. As most of you know, it is my ongoing desire to be the most creative man on the planet. I am coming up on finishing my Video of the Day project, and for the coming year, I am endeavoring to make 52 films in 52 weeks. I have already made the first film about where I live. It’s just a stroll around the block outside my house here in Dhaka, Bangladesh:

Enjoy! YouTube might take it down because of the song, but if they do, I’ll upload one with a regular soundtrack. I’ll try to post these when I can. I don’t promise that I will be able to do it, but I shall at least try!

All the Randall P. News You Need #12

Greetings from Penang!

Rainy Vacation Days Mean Group Emails!

I’m on the island of Penang, in a small resort town called Batu Ferringhi. We are staying at the Park Royal hotel, which is a nice hotel. It is raining cats and dogs outside on the “beach and swimming pool” part of our vacation. My daughters do not seem to mind, considering they are enjoying the sunny confines of Minecraft over on the bed beside me.
I guess I should have done more research when it came to Malaysian weather. I thought everywhere in Southeast Asia was sunny at this time of the year. Obviously not. We are four days into our Malaysian jaunt and it seems that it has rained every day. It deters us not.

We arrived in Kuala Lumpur last Friday. I had never been to Kuala Lumpur, so I was completely surprised at how “modern” it is. Our initial thought was to take this vacation so that we could experience something “first-world”, considering that we live in Bangladesh, but it took about thirty minutes in the busiest mall that I’ve ever seen for me to realize that I don’t need to be hanging out in malls for the entirety of our vacation.
Still, an adventure was to be had. We stayed with some friends for the first part of the vacation, then we were off to Penang (where we are now). However, being hard-headed and ignoring the sage advice of my wife, I decided that we must take “The Train” to Penang, which meant that we were in a second class sleeper car on an overnight journey.

We boarded the train at 10 PM on Sunday night, got our individual bunks, then we were off. A Malaysian man in the bunk across the car from me insisted on playing a video game on his phone with the sound turned up for about an hour and an Indian man below him spent a good thirty minutes horking up the largest ball of phlegm in history, but after they settled themselves, I managed to fall asleep. Tracey was out well before I was and the girls had to be forced to sleep.
Then, I was up at 4 AM, paranoid that we would miss our station at 5:30. We did not. A bleary Ramsey/Girdner family emerged from the train and walked over to catch the ferry to Penang. Joining the tired, early-morning masses, we made the short boat-ride across the water before the sun came up, then emerged onto the island, waiting to go to the hotel.
A very helpful Malaysian woman saw us looking around, absolutely confused about what to do next. Our eyes were on the taxis, but she quickly poo-pooed that idea. “You don’t want to take a taxi,” she said. “They charge you double. Take the bus with us.” She was right. It cost us approximately $1 for all of us to take the bus. Unfortunately, that bus ride was forty-minutes of standing on the curviest roads in Malaysia. The girls were barely staying awake and Tracey watched our luggage fly across the bus on one particularly tight curve. Plus, there was the fact that I didn’t know where, exactly, the hotel was, so I was constantly on the lookout for where we were going.
We arrived at the hotel at 7 AM. Check in was at 1 PM. We had a bit of time to kill, so we slept on the folding chairs by the pool and tried to keep ourselves occupied.
Eventually, we checked in and got settled into our rooms. We awoke the next morning to rain, which did not deter Abbey and I, who sat at the pool most of the morning. We built sandcastles in the rain. We ate Indian food. All is well.
Next, we are headed to the other side of Penang, to a place called Georgetown. There, we will stay at the world famous Eastern & Oriental Hotel, which is supposedly legendary (and not-supposedly very expensive). From there, we take another train to Singapore! Good times!

I think there are some intellectual property issues with this shirt.
And for now, I shall sign-off! More soon!