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8 Things About Me

Friday, August 24, 2007

In a more adult form of the high-school "about you" chain letter, I present these 8 things about me. Next blog post: my thoughts on Hemingway's "A Farewell To Arms."

Here are the Rules:
1.
I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Players start with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog (about their 8 things) and post these rules. (**if you’re a non-blogger, you can e-mail them!)
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 8 people to tag and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them, "you're tagged, now go read my blog."

I got tagged by SLAINTE.

And now... the things:

1. I'm vain. As much as I might present an aw-shucks persona, I generally tend to be rather vain. Finicky about my appearance, and careful about my image, I want to impress as much as I want to fit in. This had to be number one. This post makes it too obvious to not put it as number one.

2. For personal reasons, I have 5 tattoos. In an honestly non-vain move, I have gotten 5 tattoos on my back for extremely personal reasons. Out of sight of anyone I meet, and therefore not included in their judgement of me, I have recorded moments, ideas, or facts I want to keep in my mind. I tend to be a little everywhere at once. Scatterbrained. I dip my toe in every pool. Its nice to have something permanent.

3. I envy talented writers. I like studying Shakespeare, Hemingway, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, etc. because they could communicate so much that left a mark on the world. Can I? Do I even have anything to say?

4. I adore ambient music. You know Vangelis, the one who composed the soundtrack to "Chariots of Fire," and later "Blade Runner"? Well, my fascination started with Vangelis' "Opera Sauvage" then moved on from there. From Boards of Canada, to Mum to Telfon Tel Aviv, electronic ambient music calms me. It slows me down. It creates images of blissful, personality-filled little city neighborhoods on a sunny day.

5. I miss living two hours from my grandparents. The size of the world inspires wonder, but it also separates. I envy little countries like Korea because they will never know what its like to live more than six to eight hours from anyone else in their own country. Few countries are as big as the United States, and so I wonder how many peoples deal with complete disconnect from their loved ones like we do. When I was a child, a simple two hour drive put me at either grandparent's house. That was wonderful.

6. I secretly want to be a DJ. I even bought one DJ deck, confident I would have the money for the rest of the equipment and that I would soon be spinning at parties and clubs. I got married and had other things to worry about. But I still secretly wish.

7. Nothing beats a house party. My favorite thing in the world is just sitting with friends, listening to music, and drinking a beer. Sure, going out is fun, but some of my favorite moments involve being at a friend's, beer around, good music playing, and laughter.

8. I have a dead tooth. Yes, if you never noticed, it is true. One of my front teeth is dark. I got popped in the mouth as a kid, had a root canal as a teen, but it died on me anyway. So, I forever will have a dark, dead tooth in the front of my mouth.



Here's who I'm tagging:

Tom K., Kathryn K., Barry H., Lauren L., Fragments Of A Creative Mind, Matt C., Mark L.

Meeting Mark Q. & A Big Update

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Liz and I went to the Incheon International Airport today to meet my brother-in-law (Robert's) father, Mark. Yeah! Friends from home! Anyway, the first time we were at the airport we were too tired to notice how pretty it was, but today, coming off the train we entered the Great Hall and took this shot (it looks real nice full size):

They even have a garden in the Great Hall:
Isn't that cool? The airport is very new, very sleek, very modern. It's also not as nearly the zoo that Hartsfield is it's much easier to enjoy. But then we met up with Mark, who was here fro a conference. It was nice to see him!



A couple weeks ago, before the big party, we started exploring the miles and miles of hiking trails back here behind our apartment.

I could have cheated. That could be a shot from some forest in Georgia, but I promise it's a genuine Korean forest. Anyway, during our walk we stumbled upon this little poor village and got these shots:





And saw this on the way out -- this symbol is everywhere here. It's interesting, being a Westerner, what it means to me and what it doesn't mean to them here:

Oh, What A Night

Sunday, August 12, 2007

A story in which our heroes have a great time, and develop even further frustrations about those [expletive deleted] Europeans.

Last night (Saturday night 8/11) Liz and I went to this:
7pm-5am. I think we left our place at 6:15pm Saturday and came home 8am Sunday morning. We really had no choice in the matter. The trains stop running at 11:30pm, and this was about 1.5 hours (by train) from where we live. So once it hit 11:00 we were stuck there, whether we liked it or not, until the trains started up again at 5:30am. Funny enough, this is a pretty standard practice among the night owls. Fortunately, this was the plan the entire time. We met our friends there, the girls from Scotland, and had a blast. We danced, talked, met people, sat outside and talked some more, went to Krispy Kreem, then had one last drink at 5am before getting on the train and parting ways with our friends.

We arrived at the basement party to find a relaxed atmosphere. 12 DJs spun. We miss your down tempo and electronic ambient DJs back in Atlanta (Jen and Wendy you must tour Seoul!), but this wasn't horrible. Most of them were decent, one was exceptional (the one who didn't spin house music [gag], imagine that).

And boy, did we meet a lot of people, which brings me to my next point: there are jerks all over the world, but the stupidity of Europeans is far and away greater than anything we hear about in the States. Now, these Scottish girls, they're cool with Americans, thank god. We've actually been told by numerous people we're "nicest Americans" they've met, and I'm starting to believe it's not so much us as it is them. Take, for instance, that the most popular t-shirts at this party were ones that either made fun of Bush or said outright he and his "cronies" were "doing evil since 2000," or something like that. Add to that the fact that while I was sitting outside with Arlene, one of the Scottish girls, a young Englishman was just walking through the crowd milling in front of us as he shouted, "Jesus hates America," to which everyone laughed. Oh, I'm not done either. Then there was the sandwich shop, where we met the young man who putting the party together. He's English (Bush hating t-shirt and all) and proceeded to give us a little lecture on how much racism was in America towards Muslims because Americans are stupid and don't educate themselves.

This is a country that has a 40% tax rate, a camera on every corner, is essentially becoming Big Brother and they're griping about us? Mind your own business. I know England is an ally, but the younger generation doesn't see it that way. But it's not just England, let's not rag on them, there's enough anger to spread evenly over the entire continent like a smooth layer of cream cheese on a bagel. Another U.K. citizen, for example, politely told me not worry about it because I had to admit, "America has done some evil things." What bothers me is how lightly we're tossing around the word "evil" now. That is a serious word. Is Europe so slack on educating its populace that anything someone does they don't like is now "evil"? Hitler was evil. Satan is evil. R&B music is evil. America is not evil, you European dimwits. Europe, go take a collective jump off of something tall. I'm really tired of being made to feel guilty for being an American. The NAACP has done a great job trying to make me feel bad for being white. The ACLU has tried hard to make me (and those like me) feel bad for being male, Christian, and for holding to a belief in personal property. We have a good thing going over here, whether you know it or not. Hey, you know how you're not speaking German now? You're welcome.

Enough of that. Two closing things:
1) The Beatles are from Liverpool and Oasis is from Manchester. Never mix that up when speaking to an English person.

2) If you like The Beatles you must get their newest album, "Love." It was used as a soundtrack to a Cirque de Sole show, and it features a great mix of the Beatles best cuts and all are re-mastered! It sounds gorgeous.

If The Heat Doesn't Get You, The Bugs Will

Thursday, August 02, 2007

I believe South Korea to be, like the island in the T.V. show LOST, a constructed experiment human kind can send it's detritus off too. Made by another race long ago, this knowledge has since been lost (ha ha, get it?) and we simply believe this to be a naturally occuring island -- a place the peoples here have been living for thousands of years.

Why do I think this, you ask? First, it's like 2 Gajillion-Freakin'-Degrees. I'm not making that up either. That's really how hot it is here. As if that wasn't bad enough, the humidity is an amazing 500%. You seriously have to swim everywhere and a snorkel is standard issue. Both of these factors add up to a place where a human being can never ever sleep. Even if you trick your body into resting by drinking a lot of soju, when it wears off in the middle of the night, your body goes, "Oh, cripes, I'm underwater. Wake up you idiot!" To which you respond (now awake), "S@#$."

Let's assume you somehow don't mind sweating ALL the time. Let's assume you can sleep in this weather. Even if you manage some shut eye, the bugs from hell will make sure you get up at 6am no matter what. They're cicadas, or mutant crickets, or something so annoying and loud we can hear them on the 8th floor as if God himself was holding a speaker next to our window in his hand and turned the volume to 11.

In the end, I think South Korean summers are like a test of the will. Like some bad Jack London story (weren't they all bad though?), I will learn more about myself, my surroundings, and the order of the cosmos if I can suffer through the hot months and make it to the colder ones. In the middle of September, when it starts to cool off, I suppose there will be a moment, like at the end of every movie about man and nature, when I'll look off into the sunset as a voice over talks about how I have achieved peace.

I say let's skip the lesson. I would sacrifice small puppies for an air conditioner.

Educate Yourself: Literary Lectures Podcast List

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

The greatest thing about the rise of iPods (I think) is not the fact one can take their music collection anywhere, it is podcasts. To use an old media analogy, podcasts are nothing more than a radio show that you download, usually for free. The great thing about podcasts is that, like this blog, they use RSS. That means, if you subscribe to a podcast in iTunes, you can automatically update it and keep getting the newest "episodes."

Anyway, that was for the uninitiated, so let me get to the point: I've found some great lectures and educational content. The first great thing is that Apple is now aggregating the free lectures universities put out into a section in the iTunes store called iTunes-U. You can read up on it here and then click the link at the bottom of the page to go to it in your iTunes. I found a great philosophy podcast from Berkley that talks about The Brother's Karamazov as an example of exstentionalist literature (something I don't buy).

Next, I found The Stingy Scholar, a blog that brings together the free educational content in podcasting, making it easier for the rest of us to find. Lastly, the CELL podcast actually features some lectures on Shakespeare from the University of Queen Mary in London. See what you can find for yourself and share them with me!

I love the educational podcasts, but I think the really exciting news is The Hype Machine. This thing is friggin' clever. So, for you techies, you type in an artist or track name, right? And The Hype Machine culls all the blogs on the web, pulling down every MP3 with that tag on it, puts it all in an RSS feed and delivers it to iTunes like a podcast. Brilliant, new music every day!