Just call me Potsie. I'm here in Thailand browsing the pottery in the Nakhorn Ratchasima region (try saying that with a mouthful of felt). Check out these chimes. (Chiming ain't they).

And get a hoot out of this one. This big guy over here just stands around all day. Doesn't look too intelligent if ya ask me. Maybe he's one of those oxi-morons.

Hey, maybe I can get one of these potters to do me in claymation. What do ya think?