It's Sunday. I'm walking to the market with my family. As we are passing a church, the teams with their pamphlets and packets of wet tissues come issuing out of the doors. My policy
Apparently, Run DMC's Raising Hell-- the first cassette I ever got, along with Paul Simon's Graceland -- is enjoying a resurgence of popularity at present in Korea. At least the t-shirt is. I'
I'm well known for my low-splash toilet stance. It is a long low stance with a deeply bent front knee. It brings the business close to the bowl. It is, however, very much a toilet stance,
I'm walking home from the market with a bag of nectarines and plums slung over my shoulder. A skinny guy walks past me with knees that have no business on a skinny guy. His feet splay
I go to Pusan for a seminar, and am riding the subway to Pusan National University. A fellow gets on the subway car and starts doing a spiel, trying to sell some flannel dish washing gloves. Or at
Lucy has just started school. She has an assignment to collect suggestions for names for her class. Apparently there are several classes for each grade, and each needs a name. I look at her paper. On it, her
Eunjoo and I are sitting at the kitchen table finishing off our dinner. Lucy, having excused herself long ago, is in one of the rooms, playing. We hear, through the door a cute little "Ham, ham. Ham,
The kyul trees were wonderful. It's a gorgeous tree, full of little orange juicy balls. I must say, it is worth it going to Jeju just to see the trees. They are great. But the tour was a bit shit.
