We parked our horse outside and entered this favorite haunt of oil riggers, Vietnam vets, and the living literary icons of Bangers- there are posters of Moore and Barrett books competing with each other and down loaded porn that grace the bars walls with racy puns. Dean's kicking back over a Sing and is nursing one of the Yings at the bar, who occassionally interupts the inteview with, "You buy me another drink Dean."

"What's your favorite watering hole?" Dean: This is one, Texas Lonestar, Washington Square. George, the 80-year-old owner sits here under the stuffed bull. He leaves here about midday, so you don't see him much. But there are a lot of regulars. It's actually a day time bar more than a night time bar. You see its empty (it's only 10pm on a Sat night on Sukkunvit). It's a morning bar.

Now Wild Country next door has some of the wildest women. The one's you don't care for going for, right? And Silver Dollar (a few bars down form Lonestar), and then you get Bourbon Street that serves Cajun food. Then I go down to Tafes bar.

But I like to hang out here. When I first came to Bangkok years ago, I lived above this bar. But I had all my books with me which took up room. So I eventually moved to Soi 31, a ten minute walk from here. Which puts me very close to Soi Cowboy of course, just around the corner from Soi 31 and Soi 33 where the art bars are. It's a nice position. But it's hard to get any work done. I know at any direction out there, within five minutes there are beautiful available women. That's very tough.

When I was in Manhattan for 14 years I could come back after dinner and write until 11 o'clock. But that's very tough to do that here. When you come back after dinner you stop off at the Londoner Pub or wherever for a beer, and one beer leads to three. So you don't do as much writing here. But it's more fun, you know. That's the trade off.