tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40000362065057210362024-03-19T12:26:23.650-07:00Seoul Survivin'Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.comBlogger114125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-24286768293724970132009-10-26T04:50:00.000-07:002009-10-31T22:30:47.038-07:00The Ride's Over/ I'm Coming Home (The Last Post)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEici8ya1rvLc0MhiO-Naw056duMddEYyX88Sh5PVAFQS2TCPXeESpeeDbr0W1iBQdl2gLFGqyuh9nDt7kXRgn4g5duOQ9IMyVLGM-BqEwnTfKSk7SlP-D2oappwLGykFSv7bYwxKTd2Vjs/s1600-h/DSCN1068.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999947076663778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEici8ya1rvLc0MhiO-Naw056duMddEYyX88Sh5PVAFQS2TCPXeESpeeDbr0W1iBQdl2gLFGqyuh9nDt7kXRgn4g5duOQ9IMyVLGM-BqEwnTfKSk7SlP-D2oappwLGykFSv7bYwxKTd2Vjs/s400/DSCN1068.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRQTOCKmzMNgf26X-XbKZeG9b2oYt8RYt80ecjYeC9tUcC-Ewcn8ccMwmcddSSo7vF0_cMCYHLSuPt4t4DIjesYpQG9gM0bSp1SBcZxFsu9U6AhOI7DQiwzsmP0uC1fo3WVMFYwxL6acM/s1600-h/DSCN1067.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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My exit is Incheon International Airport in one week's time. It's destination....JFK New York City...........wow!<br /></div><div><strong>This <em>most likely</em> will be my last post living in Seoul, South Korea. Strange but good....</strong></div><br /><div>Of course, I should tell you that they shortened my contract due to a new teacher coming early to replace me. Communication via school adminatrators and directors is more than a joke over here, and the President of my school wondered why I acted so surprised that I was to be done so quickly when I found out that I would be leaving in two weeks instead of five or six??? Didn't the Director tell me? Of course not, why would they want to give me important life-changing information that I could use to my benefit? Ya know,,, close some ties over here and get ready to go?? Well, as I've always said, there is a very strange and unbalanced difference of culture. I told them that since they told me on such short notice that unfortunately I'm going to need a day off from work to get all my financial and government stuff taken care of before I leave. Yeah.....thanks for telling me. You couldn't of told me the day before you scheduled my flight? You probably wouldn't know the difference....lol............I swear to God these Koreans are ass backwards.....but I will miss them............</div><br /><div>hese last few days have been another reason why I look to come home. As much as I love this place, I have been sick here too much. The other day I went to a "convenient store" that wasn't so "convenient." They gave me "free" mussells (shellfish) that were bad. So a few hours later, I had (and am still feeling the ramifications of) FOOD POISONING. I was delirious (and not in the good way), and all my crevices turned into volcanoes from Satan. I could not even get out of bed without falling over. So that's a great way to end my stay here I guess.........I knew those mussells smelled rather peculiar when I cooked them, but I use many marinades ect..</div><br /><div>Anyway, its seems my lust for this city has taken a 180 degree turn, however, I blame that on my defence mechanism...we all have them, and now is my time to use my own. As my blogs always posted, I love this city, always will, and have had some of my best memories here. But in my mind I want to come home to see and engage my family and friends that I have not seen in a long time...I have had the most life altering experience here that has made me become free, independent, and more than a man than when I left. I have dated many beautiful Asian girls (which was goal number 1...ha hahahha ha), enjoyed and experienced a foreign culture (even picked up a little of the speaking and writing), and had a job and made some money (very important coming from an unemployed college grad!). Of course, all of my goals were not accomplished, but the majority were, so I am proud to come home and say that the mission was infact successful.</div><br /><div>Thank you to all who wrote on my blog and kept in touch. To the ones who just looked on, I hope I kept you entertained and showed you something you may not have otherwise seen. To my very close family and friends: I miss you, I love you, and I'll be home before you know it. </div><br /><div><strong>I leave you with two things important to me: 1) a list of the things I may miss in South Korea, and of what I can't wait to come home to. 2) Some of my photos that will be sketched into my memory and summarize my great experience here:</strong></div><br /><div><strong><u>Things (some)I will miss about living in Seoul:</u></strong></div><br /><div>-$1 bottles of Soju Vodka (of course)</div><div>-Eating out at Korean restaurants because they are so Goddam cheap</div><div>-Friendly Korean people</div><div>-My awesome, cute, and smart Korean geniuses that I teach</div><div>-Awesome and cheap Healthcare (that America will never see..hahaha)</div><div>-The awesome Ajoshi (Old man) who walked me across the street under his umbrella while it was raining</div><div>-The cleanest Subway <em>ever</em></div><div>-The great friends that I made</div><div>-Going to Hongdae to jam in a recording studio for a few dollars on the hour (and recording the cheezy yet awesome single we all wrote)</div><div>-Friday night's at the Dweji Galbi (BBQ'ed Steak and veggies in cooked in front of you)</div><div>-Having my own place (even though it was a small shoebox;it was home..lol)</div><div>-Asian Women (Why I didn't put that at the top of my list I don't know, this is after all a defence mechanism like I said)</div><div>-My fresher than fresh Korean Market street a stone's throw away (fresh octopus and seaweed is great to have around the corner)</div><div>-My various trips and vacations I have taken seeing the Korean countryside</div><div>-Being free and independent/broadening my horizon and taking risks unmeasured before in my life</div><br /><div><strong><u>Things I have missed and can't wait to home to:</u></strong></div><br /><div>-My great parents</div><div>-My brothers whom I treasure even though how messed up we all are....lol</div><div>-my nephews and nieces (I may have missed them the most because I'm sure they grew a lot)</div><div>-My dog (who apparently is not disciplined.........yet) wait till I get home.</div><div>-My House</div><div>-Bry's couch(and <em>Family Guy Sunday's /Robot Chicken ect.</em>)</div><div>-Dan's strong hand at pouring Vodka..lol (and his awesome cooking)</div><div>-Chip's (Paul's intelligent advice, and seeing him and his family)</div><div>-All my good friends and the times we share</div><div>-X-box (and the one addiction I will never stop)</div><div>-Having a house that doesn't resemble a prison cell with a kitchen (or a bathroom that doesn't resembles a 3-in-one shower, toilet, and washer without a bathtub or DRY floor. Thank God finally....)</div><div>-German Bolagna and <em>real </em>coldcut sandwiches....with American cheese???? (I can't explain that one??)</div><div>-BBQ'in with Pops and Dan and Bry</div><div>-Watchin' Jeopardy and getting all the right answers (hell yeah..Korean TV is like root canal)</div><div>-Not having a Landlord tell you that he's "remodeling" your apartment right before you have to take a shower and go to work</div><div>-(Very Imortant) ***Understanding conversations as you go ANYWHERE (a big one)</div><div>-Having bosses and administration <em>actually </em>do their job and "communicate" what's expected of you and also the things that may "help" and "inform" you as a professional working for their organization (otherwise......it's unorganized...........maybe they'll get that after the North attacks, I just don't get they're blatant lack of communication......I digress............)</div><div>-Clean, healthy air (that's gonna be a treat)</div><div>-Family Holidays</div><br /><br /><div>**<strong>Christmas 09' in Jamaica for a week with my whole extended family (Damn Right)</strong></div><br /><div>Signing out from Seoul, South Korea,</div><br /><div>Chris Teacher</div><br /><div>11/3/09</div><br /><div>Quoting Garcia: "<em>What a long strange trip it's been"</em></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-43219934622228675732009-10-09T06:19:00.000-07:002009-10-09T06:36:20.010-07:00Happy Belated Chuesok (Korean Thanksgiving)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5cNxanePYQ5_Ux3CirP9Zmz7XaHQuLWXzsErzjqVSKnOCR2tHaY67h2yjDsNEQzYJqT2m2000lgxXtvRCPwTkLDVbfQA747JIfSRyFFkcdt7i9P1f_-zOBwGxPFIxEnsMJBCqJFzHn4I/s1600-h/hanbok1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 105px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390592418246645618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5cNxanePYQ5_Ux3CirP9Zmz7XaHQuLWXzsErzjqVSKnOCR2tHaY67h2yjDsNEQzYJqT2m2000lgxXtvRCPwTkLDVbfQA747JIfSRyFFkcdt7i9P1f_-zOBwGxPFIxEnsMJBCqJFzHn4I/s400/hanbok1.jpg" /></a> Happy belated Chuseok (Korean Thanksgiving). Many things have changed in the last time since I've posted, including my lust and wonder of my surroundings. I'm ready to come home, I have 6 weeks left, and find that perfectly matched with the way things are going. I almost signed on for another month, and I'm very glad I did not. I love it over here, but it seems that life <em>infact <u>IS</u></em> like a Roller Coaster...............and I kind of feel like the ride is done...............<br /><br />What helps this theory, is that I will be coming home in a matter of weeks....hell yeah............so I am trying hard not to hold onto anything here; which will help me grab that plane on time, and will help me get back to my family and friends.<br /><br />I've enjoyed the culture; women, food, customs, religion, work-mentality, and all the rest....I think it's about high time that I dream of coming home, and this dream awaits me.......................................see you all soon.................................<br /><br />P>S- My Ghengis neighbor was kicked out for breaking the guard's window, but now is back again, so I just give him a quick "Anyonghaseyo" and then give him the EYES........................Tks DannyBoy...it's working.............<br /><br />Anyonghakeesoyo,<br />ChrisChrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-24475416732610494852009-09-29T03:20:00.000-07:002009-09-30T14:24:34.689-07:00New neighbor (Ghengis khan)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Aqu4m3AOTDVmtp0Upc3ryh8WpLsWHSS7iyDZhRUMQFEmEOHh4jlenKFCTavmIYaokEs07_9COEOHSapnEDE3hmqnKW5sLSqpI6RYSl9uWkABQ4xZTBONeCiVwp4vAyZW6lznY8UntJE/s1600-h/genghis+khan.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838911386239058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Aqu4m3AOTDVmtp0Upc3ryh8WpLsWHSS7iyDZhRUMQFEmEOHh4jlenKFCTavmIYaokEs07_9COEOHSapnEDE3hmqnKW5sLSqpI6RYSl9uWkABQ4xZTBONeCiVwp4vAyZW6lznY8UntJE/s400/genghis+khan.jpg" /></a>Hey hey, how are you? Well, I'm doing okay. Apparently Ghengis Khan is living next door me. A new neighbor; quite a character you may say. My first meetings met him with his door open, exposing his shanty apartment that makes my "Shoebox" look rather lavish. He sleeps on a 2 inch thin mattress, and sits "Indian Stlye" all day. Hey, to each his own right??? Well on Saturday I did play some music and kind of Rock Out in the afternoon, and he called the landlord to tell me to quite down. We had an awkward look like Rocky and Drago from <em>Rocky 4</em> (Which I've watched on Korean TV about 15 times since i've been here.) But, I'm laid back... No problem, I understand that I play my music too loud.<br /><div></div><br /><div>Tonight was different. While I was phone teaching (My much hated duty after work while, at home, I'm calling up students and talking about how much rice they had for breakfast and lunch) The second Korean War broke out between my poor old landlord, who has always helped me out (and yelled at me from time to time due to my lack of recycling observence, and having an x-girlfriend camp out in my hallway until I came out; messier than I care to go into now), and Ghengis apparently screamed as loud as I've heard anyone yell at anyone. I even heard him banging his fists. I so much wanted to hang up the phone and give him a "MacArthur". In Korea, this is especially RUDE because the landlord is an old "Ajoshi", or respectable elder man, and Douche-bag Ghengis apparently is psycho.</div><br /><div></div><div>Unfortunately, I was working and had a schedule of 7 students to talk to back to back and would have had my balls busted if stopped my calls. What I really wanted to do was go "straighten" out my new Korean neighbor for "messing" with my very old and kind landlord who's become my buddy over these 10 months. He loves these kittens around our apartment and seems as content as anything when he feeds them, so of course I buy him tuna and say "KEETEN MASHEETA" and give it to him once a week. That translates to the kittens think the tuna is delicious. Even though I hate cats, I see the purity of joy in his eyes as he feeds them. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So basically, if my Korean-Hulk-Ghengis-Khan niehbor Fucks (excuse the language) with Mr. Miyagi again, I'll incorporate my excellent diplomatic skills, or I'm gonna drop him like a boiling pot of Kimchi Soup.........lol.</div><br /><br /><div>Sadly, this is the first <em>true</em> negative douche-bag experience of a Korean man I've encountered. 10 months in and my purity is lost. </div><div></div><div>PS-When I came home he calmed down apparently; he had his door open and was pissing in his bathroom with both doors open. Too much "Soju", or just a Napolean-Complexed douche??? I'll find out..........Even if I have to wax my landlord's car and take a small boat so he can kick me off and show me balance.....<br /></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-83926053941022496692009-09-25T04:34:00.000-07:002009-09-25T06:58:28.625-07:00Swine Flu Survivor ( Not Really)<u><span style="color:#0066cc;"></span></u><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Mp2nuLqdTYsGsYnvo-CrBlj3_6qXoQ-74og4zJW-InCGTF9SDA_T6g-G3_qNJ68QJ9WJ6uEW_x4u3ExCTWrsM2ahGKxMdJYyLRPgPgCtMeiwTTETcMx7Al7OzP2sBy90Yq79x4jBG_w/s1600-h/91.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385403276792646706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Mp2nuLqdTYsGsYnvo-CrBlj3_6qXoQ-74og4zJW-InCGTF9SDA_T6g-G3_qNJ68QJ9WJ6uEW_x4u3ExCTWrsM2ahGKxMdJYyLRPgPgCtMeiwTTETcMx7Al7OzP2sBy90Yq79x4jBG_w/s400/91.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsiMWAJC_0dbWmZPfkOyjNhfLkU4s4UrsTbNJsYP0Ypp0Iqtr3MfDOUAYw2zvmdfvGXu2-fH_0qS5tvwsVK6EGfzBTIKRuZBXv7N4XdPPqJBcSt9g1XtS7GlHmGpUyUTTXL-_iSf1PGzs/s1600-h/92.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385403089429431666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsiMWAJC_0dbWmZPfkOyjNhfLkU4s4UrsTbNJsYP0Ypp0Iqtr3MfDOUAYw2zvmdfvGXu2-fH_0qS5tvwsVK6EGfzBTIKRuZBXv7N4XdPPqJBcSt9g1XtS7GlHmGpUyUTTXL-_iSf1PGzs/s400/92.jpg" /></a>Aaah. What would shadow be without light? Happiness without sadness? Love without hate? Pleasure without pain???? You get the point, I hope. Well now I'm in health after sickness...again. I woke up on wednesday night with a severe fever, the shakes and I almost fainted taking a piss in the middle of the night. My first thought, I must call in sick to work. For many reasons, I was not at first content with this decision, even though certain death was approaching (LOL). I felt "Fluish," and Korea has a mass panic of "every foreigner has Swine Flu and infects their precious purity" policy. I swear to God it's true. When I cough on the street 10 people jump out of my way which actually makes my commuting to work through 10 million people a little easier.<br /><br />The students' parents have made ECC install hand sanitizer machines on each floor of my school. My students only use the sanitizer 30 times a day and that keeps the old Ajummas (helper Grandma teachers)on their toes. They have to earn their $4 an hour somehow...lol.<br /><br />My dilemma was, however, is that when a teacher calls in sick the whole school goes into chaos because of the fact that we don't have substitute teachers and we are teaching at least 8-9 classes a day, some of which are hour long classes; all your "friends" have to pick up your classes which somehow reminds me of basic training when that one dude cries for home, doesn't crease his pants, and has the rest of the platoon punished on hi behalf. My pants are clean and creased, but, like we all do, we hate resentment when we can't help ourselves..... but, I could barely stand up and go to the phone without a blanket over me. Shivering and ill. Just imagining the "warm" words of my boss, only in her mind thinking of the massive amount of delegation-giving among my co-workers to what they probably thought was a hangover. Their Nazi ways of keeping sick days at a minimum is purely Third-Reich. And like Totalitarianism, has many people crawl into work, throwup, and go home after painful hours. Me.....I have a theory: If I can't get out of bed and take a piss without feeling like shit through a blender, I'm not going to work. After all, I have less than 2 months and have done and outstanding job (Self-Kudos used to be few and far between..sorry).<br /><br />I called my boss really early and she didn't get back to me until 5 minutes before my first class started. What I told her was a <em>white Lie</em> that made perfect sense. Here it goes: I have a severe fever, can't walk or get out of bed (all true), it may or may not be Swine Flu, but I "talked" to my Doctor brother and he said I should "quarantine" myself from everyone (especially my students and staff) for a day. If my symptoms got more "flu-like" that I should check myself into a Hospital to be checked out for the H1 Swine Flu Koreans are shitting about.<br /><br />Well, it worked out the way I expected. She had nothing to say about her worries for my health, especially not the courteous "I hope you feel better,"and I returned into my coma for 36 hours of viral hallucinations; some of which were quite interesting. I woke up this morning, no Flu symptoms except a fever and achiness, and roughed it to work.<br /><div><br /><div>PS- You think you have it bad when your home sick and have to watch dull TV? Try watching untranslated Korean TV for two days in bed. I looked in my Korean translator book for "Suicide" and it directed me to the KBS cable network....shit....at least I feel fine now.<br /><br />I guess my two main points are as follows:<br /><br />1.) Don't expect any sympathy from a Korean boss about your fever, pain, hallucinations, and lack of walking capability, and:<br /><br />2.) Every time I get sick or feel pain over here alone, it only makes me a stronger person...........hell yeah!</div></div></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-58615288146047483312009-09-19T00:53:00.000-07:002009-09-19T01:01:07.237-07:00Happy Birthday Aiden (My Boy)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuFggC4ocV3LeTGIDsxLrR6m9NLeiMeSLhQz9zbfooR4jCVhPTsI5_9T69PrsLVn9C7zq9Y34CbyyNecZc-SVrcm2A_Gy80TsW3_klUk3VKAxJP0jTLxi07m2TKveEU3-doC1faygpam4/s1600-h/DSCF0031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383084405006925058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuFggC4ocV3LeTGIDsxLrR6m9NLeiMeSLhQz9zbfooR4jCVhPTsI5_9T69PrsLVn9C7zq9Y34CbyyNecZc-SVrcm2A_Gy80TsW3_klUk3VKAxJP0jTLxi07m2TKveEU3-doC1faygpam4/s400/DSCF0031.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbChIZdxhbtCYkKINJ3Tp18QI0M5lpuMWx1RCfELAUjwfXgNEFen8Le_Q6DE0yaFmG6hfqXLaShnoQxRM8Q2nIfehnT_JDH_dcd9pRvCOWtefOP8J9gtB4U6hW50qEb0jlLtNt3k8jelA/s1600-h/DSCF0062.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383084173951607874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbChIZdxhbtCYkKINJ3Tp18QI0M5lpuMWx1RCfELAUjwfXgNEFen8Le_Q6DE0yaFmG6hfqXLaShnoQxRM8Q2nIfehnT_JDH_dcd9pRvCOWtefOP8J9gtB4U6hW50qEb0jlLtNt3k8jelA/s400/DSCF0062.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMvAxx1rN69y7j7obXwvrl3UNguwgwvPhteo9vNoO87HJ_i1OzHceSLlH3uyvy0T2K8ZeXHfbMCE7ItPHhiidtjoX4-Lp6f94j6d83rLFlN1aT9EpwmYRVomOpxGfzrnh9eQ2jodUW28U/s1600-h/DSCF0035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383083912885768914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMvAxx1rN69y7j7obXwvrl3UNguwgwvPhteo9vNoO87HJ_i1OzHceSLlH3uyvy0T2K8ZeXHfbMCE7ItPHhiidtjoX4-Lp6f94j6d83rLFlN1aT9EpwmYRVomOpxGfzrnh9eQ2jodUW28U/s400/DSCF0035.JPG" /></a> Dear Aiden,</div><div> </div><div>My little buddy. I miss you so much and want to wish you a very happy birthday! I'll be cooking you egg sandwiches very soon when I come back. Also, be very afraid because I heard Man-Bear-Pig is coming to your house probably at the same time I do..........and yes, Chucky Cheese is definitely in the future.........<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-58440621927686920902009-09-17T03:55:00.000-07:002009-09-17T04:07:22.794-07:00Fall has Fell<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ylqcVJNjcWTpszlG4cJZMGv08gZ8YtbN2hzDiEXRUWJaZxBo0UT2zS6_c7Sm283dUyaCOHj5MKfm9cG3rbXirn7-jnV7CwGlanW6PKMGKDFKeAXyUtpbpu05NDjvBrgELyT9ASOSLCg/s1600-h/fall.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382391298117035458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ylqcVJNjcWTpszlG4cJZMGv08gZ8YtbN2hzDiEXRUWJaZxBo0UT2zS6_c7Sm283dUyaCOHj5MKfm9cG3rbXirn7-jnV7CwGlanW6PKMGKDFKeAXyUtpbpu05NDjvBrgELyT9ASOSLCg/s400/fall.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Fall has come to Seoul and I am very happy. The humid and horrid Summer is over, and I can finally walk a block away from my apartment without being drenched. It's good times as usual over here. I love the Fall weather and living in this city at this time is great because it reminds me of New York in the Fall. My friends and I just grabbed some beers at at the equivelant of a "7-11" in Korea, and they actually have tables where you can just sit outside, have a drink, chill out and people watch. It's a great concept, one of many over here that I think the states should consider.<br /><br />Anyway, the start of the season when I will return has approached, and I'm very happy to look forward to my journey back. But not yet.......</div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-67871968640131156742009-09-15T05:07:00.000-07:002009-09-15T05:11:31.560-07:00Happy Birthday Dan and Olivia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFjldONQ4l-35QhegGsLyy9wByOeBQySdo6as9LBJZ29EFAfEfCp-sjqNbT913DDP2O3v3dyA8VYeXGtvFpCtJYvtDPyIYkuVPUsPb-aSl_Sd037Y8egFk8LWBq_vBd6p_Jd9QUV2Ldo/s1600-h/DSCF0043.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381665365473171170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFjldONQ4l-35QhegGsLyy9wByOeBQySdo6as9LBJZ29EFAfEfCp-sjqNbT913DDP2O3v3dyA8VYeXGtvFpCtJYvtDPyIYkuVPUsPb-aSl_Sd037Y8egFk8LWBq_vBd6p_Jd9QUV2Ldo/s400/DSCF0043.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizxbdq4g8VHBReu4ZWmHCWwRhCYTSCzbWmwjidGVqqinvEStDNFm7ZKYK3abxHPcZKUhVmUwVzrEgtIZJO3hQlz4IB2ioIbu_GJCJ6eZk5_aUYWiLH3By7f88IjCdSmhpJnF0P-wqHyYU/s1600-h/DSCF0039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381665184462798066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizxbdq4g8VHBReu4ZWmHCWwRhCYTSCzbWmwjidGVqqinvEStDNFm7ZKYK3abxHPcZKUhVmUwVzrEgtIZJO3hQlz4IB2ioIbu_GJCJ6eZk5_aUYWiLH3By7f88IjCdSmhpJnF0P-wqHyYU/s400/DSCF0039.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Happy Birthday Dan and Olivia. I'll see you guys soon. I hope you have a nice birthday, and I know we'll have a good time when I return...........................................................</div></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-63074434041404956942009-09-10T03:08:00.000-07:002009-09-10T03:37:04.820-07:008 Years Later<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwISZPDT65RZuRm7vt6MJDd4EbNIGbk8arJ6UezokWXRa3l6o5RUWgGP7PCBWLpsieWHE94w5PGLnSaJZTKE5PM3YRFFTjCT0hy2HvOSBncMW-uFtmA4R6YEbkdWseV0IsKXsrvJIluzU/s1600-h/WTC.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379783623055028802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwISZPDT65RZuRm7vt6MJDd4EbNIGbk8arJ6UezokWXRa3l6o5RUWgGP7PCBWLpsieWHE94w5PGLnSaJZTKE5PM3YRFFTjCT0hy2HvOSBncMW-uFtmA4R6YEbkdWseV0IsKXsrvJIluzU/s400/WTC.jpg" /></a>Anyone who knows me knows I am very passionate about what happened in New York 8 years ago. The innocence lost, the recognition of vulnerability, the new era of pre-emptive strike, and all that followed. I was lucky,...I didn't lose anyone that I know that beautiful and horrific day. I remember it so vividly. I will never forget it. It was one week before I was to start my work at <em>Saturday Night Live</em>. I thought the subways would be scary; my fears took a stronger side.<br /><br />Religious "fanatisism." Ain't it a bitch. No God I have ever studied, including "Allah" has condoned suicide in the name of religeon. It's interesting now, my mindset. I had a great friend over here who was <em>more</em> than liberal always justify the acts of the people <em>against</em> America. I understand now more, that I'm overseas, that Americans think all they do is great. Sometimes that's not the case. But let me get this straight, and I tell all the American "Liberalists" over here( and there are more than you would believe). ......................There is nothing <em>glorious</em> about killing women and children on a plane, and taking away fathers and mothers in the name of <em>any</em> God.<br /><br />Below is a congregation of clips of the towers being hit. I don't believe in showing them off; it's just that we need to remember the tragedy so that we can avoid it.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lKZqqSI9-s">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lKZqqSI9-s</a> -----Video Collage of September 11<br /><br />P.S.- On a smaller note, I hope Bin Laden is enjoying living in a Pakastani "Bathhouse" enjoying the weekly rent of having to give up his cornhole to a hairy superintendant. Although he might like that. Well, now he knows how it feels to lose a loved one for his "Fatwah" of resolution. We just killed one of his sons in an air raid. Well, at least he has his health?????????Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-45518960737368881352009-09-08T04:31:00.000-07:002009-09-08T05:04:20.638-07:00Bliss<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho3a6951GIBmneKYjX6OjL57npz-yygYnIiP6w4lhwNUU8kIrV7uQWNiAxTEI0-DHn9z22h9XUpvhPnUtNd2CWuZ4Dr6uUK9WRLUKP1pAeRuwBc6XVCHrv9pa2CUS8EK1ts8VQWNeGaPg/s1600-h/DSCN1057.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379065009833259618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho3a6951GIBmneKYjX6OjL57npz-yygYnIiP6w4lhwNUU8kIrV7uQWNiAxTEI0-DHn9z22h9XUpvhPnUtNd2CWuZ4Dr6uUK9WRLUKP1pAeRuwBc6XVCHrv9pa2CUS8EK1ts8VQWNeGaPg/s400/DSCN1057.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6bEmEnSxlCSqC1TpJnQ2XsOzziAsRidX88_2nGxy2btoFFZxPM6Xf9JtHrr3NXS3bjcroj4FnJrinsKmnnhLbMK7YJcq4CVnPNdJBEsGWgQMSTBkn1Uz81bSHU48LKePtNa2TEAhhT8/s1600-h/DSCN1056.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379064337663728770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFOuPj5bBLAqKMC9op4R2pBnLurHMT-Sn1OmZIzc09DC9egHw_ACL9V2qe1hZojXqD0-ILNdi8TYgtEW60F7ACtvnOIPDYIyuiN8H04ROCiiVbaw6BWHVUgEaE4NHVDJRd7j1VxhFdEbQ/s400/DSCN1061.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0H9v8cRh0BCUw3lvTdInaIqB-h-4HH3nHxUe7USrxKyeLbS8BHpP1qwCt7V7XZguqLOx9S-LzvBhRIew-7OjHRmjIWjNmoB8UWokZyHNEdpNw743gEfpCSN-khzBvSo-5-VjaQJ8Adwg/s1600-h/DSCN1062.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379064208002524130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0H9v8cRh0BCUw3lvTdInaIqB-h-4HH3nHxUe7USrxKyeLbS8BHpP1qwCt7V7XZguqLOx9S-LzvBhRIew-7OjHRmjIWjNmoB8UWokZyHNEdpNw743gEfpCSN-khzBvSo-5-VjaQJ8Adwg/s400/DSCN1062.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEuHFqvo1mK98HpQegbZmaMTbVCE24OYxDZuYlgwrXmtqLtpSbhJg2gBFMjsMlVK6U-ZGYssW-XKsdgu6lweA3PXWaswo1YfJ6vRFZQXUiXYISt_tG9-pdBBQMr37niFKSHJ57WW9ajJs/s1600-h/DSCN1044.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379064055961892050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEuHFqvo1mK98HpQegbZmaMTbVCE24OYxDZuYlgwrXmtqLtpSbhJg2gBFMjsMlVK6U-ZGYssW-XKsdgu6lweA3PXWaswo1YfJ6vRFZQXUiXYISt_tG9-pdBBQMr37niFKSHJ57WW9ajJs/s400/DSCN1044.JPG" /></a>They say that "ignorance is Bliss." Well, I'm not so sure I believe in that anymore. My life over here is full of "bliss," and I don't consider my state of mind as ignorant. So, therefore the saying must be wrong; I guess most ignorant people are blissfull, but what about those that are not ignorant and feel bliss???Well, you can talk to me about that.<br /><br />On the wild Korean forefront, my new girlfriend is absolutely georgeous. Trust me when I tell you that she is an 8-9 on the American standards. She is soo cute, so intellectual, and loves my guitar playing, singing, intellect, and for reasons unknown my bald-ass head. She calls me her "Cherub" which I haven't shot down yet due to acceptance. Really. How am I gonna tackle that issue when she has made a "pet name" for my inadequacy? Anyway, we have a hiking trip planned next weekend upon the broader Korean Plane. Should be interesting.<br /><br />These pics are of our walk through the "man made" stream that runs through Seoul. Apparently, this stream was so significant (the Korean women used to bathe the men's clothes there throughout the Korean war) that the government built a beautiful stream above the other one where Koreans can soak their feet and walk through in the Summer. Nice........................<br /><br />I'm just lovin' and feedin' on this culture. It's just getting better every day. It's so interesting to me, and these people are so accommadating. It's very surreal! I never thought I would find bliss again............................................</div><div> </div><div>PS-That "Cheesy" pic of me up top is me making fun of Koreans. In every pic, Koreans give the victory sign (I'm not sure why..lol), but that is me just being a fool, and giving into the customs...lol. When in Rome????</div></div></div></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-82909044120427843292009-09-04T07:22:00.000-07:002009-09-04T07:39:44.742-07:00For Bry, Paul and Danny BoyAnyonghaseyo,<br />to my best buddies (and my crazy brother Dan), this one is for you. I am loving life over here too much, God bless, I never thought I would have these kind of experiences again.... I am absolutely in love with life, the flower of which nectar I am sucking. The nectar is too sweet, and I am a lucky man....the food is delectable, the people are friendly, and the women are indescribable and so lovable...trust me .........Gan Bei (Cheers). Listen to this...... it's a celebration of life........................as it should be....................................<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgkkvtVuBDE&feature=fvst">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgkkvtVuBDE&feature=fvst</a>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-390323643907789232009-08-28T22:14:00.000-07:002009-08-29T00:23:56.051-07:00Chris' Korean Wedding Gig<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz4vXA45CH5cLAnote-Aw9_kFX5GiDgezWKs9lwoyWHisZHoHD6dWtLomoGEINbnqbOwK6q3lmIsUew7Nxj' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Today is Saturday, the somthing of August, just another blazing hot and humid day in South Korea. My contract is up in November, and it seems miles and yet inches away. I can't wait to see my family and friends. I miss all of you so much.......</p><p> My gay friend Mathew took the time to videotape my performance at my friend's wedding last week so I thought I should show you guys. The sound is messed up, because my boy John and I were supposed to mix the two songs with backing vocals and lead vocals, but the Korean soundmixers didn't understand. So, basically it's me in front of 500 Koreans (my biggest and most lavish gig ever). If you listen carefully, you can hear me speaking Korean to everyone before and after the songs.....by the way....the SECOND song is the one I was supposed to sing, it's called "Thank You" . I think the sound on the second song is better..........................................................Please let me know what you think.....it's a little piece of Korea that I'm sending home...</p>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-13923572200694660792009-08-23T03:04:00.000-07:002009-08-23T03:15:03.919-07:00Another Korean AdventureLast night I played a Korean wedding at Lotte Hotel. Lotte is the Donald Trump of Korea. He has eateries, candies, hotels, department stores, and whatever you can think of. The wedding was for my coworker Jennifer (She's Korean), and she had over 500 guests. The Hotel was the nicest and most swankiest I've ever been to, as was the wedding. The place was soo big that they actually had video monitering on all 4 walls, not unlike a huge concert. The food was delectable, and my friend John and I played a few songs. Of course, I spoke Korean to the guests before I played, and they loved it. And of course, I gave a nice little speech congratulating Jennifer which she loved. My voice was at its best, and many Koreans came to say that they liked the songs, which was cool.<br /><br />I've never played in front of 500 people before.........But we sounded great. And after all, I will always remember that moment. I never imagined that I would be doing anything like this. And I never will forget it either..............................Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-883178282774305402009-08-15T18:03:00.000-07:002009-08-15T20:40:41.544-07:00Han River Ferry Date<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCCgoCInb3jJ9y3vtIF-5OykqdToIiGr9s_LACnfbHg5gDmNUzbhx_TnkdHI9m9xf9ItV1YssxojlAVCDfAaaRhAKvZI5atUcWagsw0c5r1YQ-BjaL2KadYNtfiFk5RNb0pT8-haeevNk/s1600-h/DSCN1043.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370373643063275666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCCgoCInb3jJ9y3vtIF-5OykqdToIiGr9s_LACnfbHg5gDmNUzbhx_TnkdHI9m9xf9ItV1YssxojlAVCDfAaaRhAKvZI5atUcWagsw0c5r1YQ-BjaL2KadYNtfiFk5RNb0pT8-haeevNk/s400/DSCN1043.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCwhw1GfcB_m2wtYcqskhnqhvoOF1sMu5GyM6raSGOXN83PmmSaO7tZSxlZznMpmXYA7EkcBTAb5WEhsYgxiMw_HcJSSHOAnjxuYnR68lLp1REM6CLdakkfWvpAseaFAqiuPLXCLM2sqI/s1600-h/DSCN1049.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370361789191231890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCwhw1GfcB_m2wtYcqskhnqhvoOF1sMu5GyM6raSGOXN83PmmSaO7tZSxlZznMpmXYA7EkcBTAb5WEhsYgxiMw_HcJSSHOAnjxuYnR68lLp1REM6CLdakkfWvpAseaFAqiuPLXCLM2sqI/s400/DSCN1049.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0BhbIgeLTlNDcGzuacd7D8KCjEJyuGlgxlBM3rY0J9WN0vTHB-h2ZGq0cRJeGAkmEfM1UM_fAspFY8MVzm9UVkfyCo6KVaan8k0BCj8v70FKzSmvAnk0X4TS9nnahzJaRbCHjd4F8j0o/s1600-h/DSCN1054.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370361695978323106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0BhbIgeLTlNDcGzuacd7D8KCjEJyuGlgxlBM3rY0J9WN0vTHB-h2ZGq0cRJeGAkmEfM1UM_fAspFY8MVzm9UVkfyCo6KVaan8k0BCj8v70FKzSmvAnk0X4TS9nnahzJaRbCHjd4F8j0o/s400/DSCN1054.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3kkDgL6S7lc-tlCxWVzKkSACGfcM6mQFvSVBfdhLDhbQC3GWa6zpSGDuJ6b_cqsMQvzfKjVe9UdgvkGHVqEK9F1KP7lerL_THpwlKpTgmtaZ0stx-hJKqSVRSq94jM3fF1pIkbZjXs2o/s1600-h/DSCN1048.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370361550048141586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3kkDgL6S7lc-tlCxWVzKkSACGfcM6mQFvSVBfdhLDhbQC3GWa6zpSGDuJ6b_cqsMQvzfKjVe9UdgvkGHVqEK9F1KP7lerL_THpwlKpTgmtaZ0stx-hJKqSVRSq94jM3fF1pIkbZjXs2o/s400/DSCN1048.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLi8GUmhneht9NiyoZdUc_o4cAdhH_EySa_cmG9_C4gTFIoc_f5YDEOQ4KC6OZlkk0XCrHzyA3ZhoOCxikwRC3E50bZ3I99MyOTgpHwjCeTZho1cG1bjyVvOnTZ5pT5yvIQKvVsvDaZVE/s1600-h/DSCN1041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370361392830139746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLi8GUmhneht9NiyoZdUc_o4cAdhH_EySa_cmG9_C4gTFIoc_f5YDEOQ4KC6OZlkk0XCrHzyA3ZhoOCxikwRC3E50bZ3I99MyOTgpHwjCeTZho1cG1bjyVvOnTZ5pT5yvIQKvVsvDaZVE/s400/DSCN1041.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSwGg5CLXgiAO_6j0a-vB0W2KPO2IccU8jxWPEJ0LVpOlico0RW9yrMb9RWOTNCDB6YX3f_mJ9Hlv6esIZBu_jSUAfdCoNqbPrbdNZtO5J29aHxKEX8SqPX_nQroU8KHZIbPN8fZxP1Bc/s1600-h/DSCN1042.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370361262564154226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSwGg5CLXgiAO_6j0a-vB0W2KPO2IccU8jxWPEJ0LVpOlico0RW9yrMb9RWOTNCDB6YX3f_mJ9Hlv6esIZBu_jSUAfdCoNqbPrbdNZtO5J29aHxKEX8SqPX_nQroU8KHZIbPN8fZxP1Bc/s400/DSCN1042.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg905bP3kppsoVhU4y_Qaw_wHJCrYHSAdJ0jK8u6VFguWtmbxxrxKqoUUfFuVSpXYCy-59pa_nDGcR0b3Vc3dfIUQGAz_X_-tOMzhBdpN7XXloJAMfX6L-MJuALHPJ6oAWJ5r-K9xYaTUs/s1600-h/susan1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370361153577471426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg905bP3kppsoVhU4y_Qaw_wHJCrYHSAdJ0jK8u6VFguWtmbxxrxKqoUUfFuVSpXYCy-59pa_nDGcR0b3Vc3dfIUQGAz_X_-tOMzhBdpN7XXloJAMfX6L-MJuALHPJ6oAWJ5r-K9xYaTUs/s400/susan1.JPG" /></a><br />I just got back from the doctor and he had some serious news. Apparently, I have a really bad case of "Yellow Fever." But luckily last night I had somewhat of a cure. Her name is Susan, she is a beautiful Korean girl who lived in the States for 8 years, studied at Harvard, and enjoys screen writing and teaching.</div><div>Well, we hit it off, and I took her for a very romantic date to the Han River for a ferry ride and some Mul Nam Yan (Korean noodles in cold water with ice in a vinegar sauce). It's actually really good and it is a Korean Summer tradition to keep you cool as Seoul turns into a microwave attached to a blow dryer in the Summer.</div><div>Overall, we had great conversation and will meet for dinner during the week. She seems like a "keeper" and I'm feeling pretty good about life over here right now. Talk to you guys soon.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-39155848238186677492009-08-11T02:50:00.000-07:002009-08-11T05:15:56.395-07:00Cookin' with Chris: Fresher than Fresh Curry Octupus<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSxsJTGKZEGBOeBf5RymSldUgy_RkOgvHQ6c8AwILULRgUF0SfNF4z8BYvRVj9KsBmSaNtXyD3uCnTc7glnzLFZpx9QBppH_jsMJNTPLeu9eB7qQYq8ejEVcxZA0grzuM4h_7TuxVTGUk/s1600-h/DSCN1030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368672460537821314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSxsJTGKZEGBOeBf5RymSldUgy_RkOgvHQ6c8AwILULRgUF0SfNF4z8BYvRVj9KsBmSaNtXyD3uCnTc7glnzLFZpx9QBppH_jsMJNTPLeu9eB7qQYq8ejEVcxZA0grzuM4h_7TuxVTGUk/s400/DSCN1030.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8-N7GgKSe2leuMrefi1xcAm8SK-XIGHmsNlVplpOTdgFZb_F_rodkgd2LX76GrqaStCBcMnZvHPziOcvF1OyiXSwmn_om_j6hGeYI3BAog2FdIlqsiCThYB0L15ClPGARpLwXTA1j_U4/s1600-h/DSCN1032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368672337355658882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8-N7GgKSe2leuMrefi1xcAm8SK-XIGHmsNlVplpOTdgFZb_F_rodkgd2LX76GrqaStCBcMnZvHPziOcvF1OyiXSwmn_om_j6hGeYI3BAog2FdIlqsiCThYB0L15ClPGARpLwXTA1j_U4/s400/DSCN1032.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT-WvIzSRVhzK-U0r4vek3-pHJcKIvOqS8qF7qKjOSJf5K6Qjv9kLwZlYP7ac_Y8WBExq0eUyxTSZfhhnemxxXOgV0yFSCeIOEe7b7h7NAWzXVqvFpJM03SVWWOQaj23J-UFj7MYwWAWg/s1600-h/DSCN1033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368672223821653842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT-WvIzSRVhzK-U0r4vek3-pHJcKIvOqS8qF7qKjOSJf5K6Qjv9kLwZlYP7ac_Y8WBExq0eUyxTSZfhhnemxxXOgV0yFSCeIOEe7b7h7NAWzXVqvFpJM03SVWWOQaj23J-UFj7MYwWAWg/s400/DSCN1033.JPG" /></a><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368672102101585058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFbePOtH6YArCc_vhI4Vb_y6673O0AVeHcib_N1i3ysPZ0BwdFnIyUUMXXCtEP8BkdUqvZn1WdYW-4XEj4Z5QDU_s_NROSNn5wKspfvx_mAvm6nYEUlZiWRjdzktIzH_nvmcIvi1YRDNI/s400/DSCN1031.JPG" /><br /><div>Anyonghaseyo, this morning my supervisor asked me what my plans were for next year, and if I wanted to stay another year with YBM. I told her that my contract is up right near Thanksgiving, and that I plan on having a very special Holiday..lol. However, she included that I could go home for a month and then come back to my position. I feel flattered that I am making an impact over here with my teaching, but at the same time, I feel that I miss American life too much. I told her that I was unsure, just to give her some buttering up to do, but in essence, my goal is to come home to America and fulfill what I've started as a really good teaching career....there. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>If I have no choice after a long time when I get home and DON'T have a career opportunity, I will come back to Seoul and become "Professor Chris" due to the fact that I am one of the few that have obtained a Master's Degree in English among my fellow foriegner peers. Anyway...I can see it now......working 3 hours a day teaching English to beautiful 20 year old Korean women................and that's my contingency plan. So....life has been worse....trust me on that one....<br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br />My long day of teaching is done. There is nothing on the Korean "Tube" except the same movies that have been on since I originally got here, and I'm bored. I turned the channel and saw a cooking show on Octupus (or Octupi), and I figured out what I'm doing tonight. Making better Octupus than my Korean counterparts. This blog is pretty much for my Dad and Dan, and those of you who like seafood, but feel free to read on.<br /></div><div></div><div><br />I went to the market around my block through the latest Monsoon (I think it rained 10 inches today) and braved the rain. I bought some vegtables (lettuce, onion, peppers, mushrooms and potatoes) and went directly to the seafood area. I picked up two small Octupus, and the guy there pointed out to a tank where there were some good looking Octupus swimming around. I signaled that I was interested and he picked two up and showed me how "healthy?" they were...lol. They truly were as they wrapped themselves around his hand. So I took them home and set up shop..........right after I turned more into a Korean and bought scissors to cut my meat just like them.......let me tell you, scissors are very underated in the culinary world, at least in the West.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>So, I sauteed my vegtables and potatoes in a spicy chilli powder, boiled my Octupi in a basil, oregano, and pepper broth, added some fresh curry mix and made my own concoction that was going to be the "Freshest" octopus I will ever have............and the tastiest......after all there will be many things I miss when I come back to the States.................</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>PS- As an English teacher, I'm pretty pissed that this Blog site does not let me use correct paragraphing</div><div> </div><div>PS1-I'd like to thank "Ma Richter" for selflessly sending me her own camera to communicate my ubiquitous pictures back home. "Ma", I love ya,.....just don't send me anything else.....you're too kind......................</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Anyonghakeesayo,</div><div> </div><div>Chris</div></div></div></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-89445738778236194842009-08-09T03:28:00.000-07:002009-08-09T03:40:25.361-07:00Seoul Chillin'What's up guys? I really miss blogging lately although there is really nothing to say. I've just been chilling out here over the past few weeks, and I'm very conformed to my life right now. I love to cook, (right now I am cooking some huge prawn with some potato and vegtable stew). I went out Friday night and had to tell these Korean men that one of my girl friends was my sister, due to the fact that they were salivating over her. I'm watching some great American programs such as True Blood, South Park, and Family Guy. They make me feel as if I'm somewhat home. It's a good thing. I miss all of you tremendously, and I'll be home in about 3 months; which at this point I can do standing on my head after a very long 9 months over here. I'm still having a grand time, still have to give myself credit for doing this, but the toll of not seeing my beloved family and friends is really hard......Thank God that South Korea has been so awesome to me, because if it sucked from the "get go" at this point I would not be happy. No swimming pools in the summer, and the humidity and heat just flat out suck. But...........good people, great food, good friends, excellent experience.......................................................Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-41112256535273785062009-07-29T07:24:00.000-07:002009-07-29T07:32:09.442-07:00Bizzare Foods with Andrew Zimmern (South Korea)I've been cooking up a storm over here and incorporating and utilizing some pretty significant cuizine strategies. Korean food has definately been "underrated" in America. I've been here for almost nine months and I'm <em>still</em> sick of "General Cho's Chicken," the classic and very stereotypical Chinese Food.<br /><br />Korean food is phenomenal. But...............there are certain things I won't eat here. Like most of the shit Andrew Zimmern is eating in the subsequent video below. I love Sushi, but I won't eat raw and wiggling octopus, or Dog, or Bugs. So this one goes out to Dan and my Dad. Only because some girl came up to me last week and said that I look like Andrew Zimmern. I think I need to grow my goatee back...................................................This is not for the faint of heart..............<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6BNAx3mC2o">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6BNAx3mC2o</a>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-82684103254842690702009-07-22T06:44:00.000-07:002009-07-22T07:08:54.116-07:00The Private Sector (Teaching Engrishee)<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 88px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361286198820252978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_lz4q4-xD4G9NZBb1U8fUdV4iMsJdwnsyhezV-xUQFWLXR8ZQv6iRq8oapCjHZ2J4xZPaOXuXshtEcePZWq1QgBfCQinuZHmU-VKpskOrkEu5rspfWg8aHDvfS4yP3mFixu97W4lpj3o/s400/city.jpg" />So, I've ventured into the "Private" sector of teaching English. The parents of one of my students (The ones who bought me a power drill for Teacher's Day) have requested that I teach the father English (or Engrishee for the Korean layman). They took me out the other night as their "honored" guest for some Tak Galbi (chicken rib meat with rice noodles, sauteed cabbage and vegtables, all cooked right in front of us).<br /><br />They then proceeded to tell me that "John" (the father) was going to be attending a business meeting at the Sears' Tower in Chicago in October. So, It was really convenient. Tonight he came to my apartment/shoebox for the first lesson that lasted an hour and a half. He was really nervous, and overworked I guess...so I told him to relax. Koreans <em>can</em> be very self-concious about learning English. But I showed him that I'm pretty "laid back" but of course there is going to be a quiz next week on slang greetings and formal responses....lol. Overall, it didn't feel like work at all, and I'm getting paid 60,000 WON a session. Probably like 50 bucks. After all, <em>busy</em> is <em>good</em>.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you all are doing well. Although today was pretty nice outside, the weather here has been really shitty. Monsoon season is not all that it's cracked up to be, and the humidity is ridiculous. I really miss swimming pools and open space. And of course, I really miss all of you.Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-54654009090685170112009-07-21T05:15:00.000-07:002009-07-21T05:23:49.207-07:00Cloned South Korean "Sniffer" LabsWell, you know I love dogs, especially Labs. It seems that South Korea has cloned Drug Sniffing Dogs for the airport I came in at, and subsequently will be leaving from. I guess I won't be bringing home any "special" Korean spices...lol. Anyway, give the video a about 30 seconds to download, and look how cute they are.<br /><br />South Korean Cloned Drug Sniffing Labs<br /><a href="http://gmy.news.yahoo.com/vid/14615083">http://gmy.news.yahoo.com/vid/14615083</a>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-69331368724917795442009-07-10T05:56:00.000-07:002009-07-10T06:20:30.407-07:00Another Korean Genius Kid (Check This Out)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgldlC8j2jKsN6KQ3GPiuF5Dxr8Ocqci2uLT6TaQRCQnX57f98rGzWu_xAIoAUET5CiGiHpAR5Vz47M_jrkeLHQd8pkQflldAl-QghOincEtmrI7zNMm74nY5pDSVJPw8ovrYVk-i4M4nM/s1600-h/quit.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356820743040886034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgldlC8j2jKsN6KQ3GPiuF5Dxr8Ocqci2uLT6TaQRCQnX57f98rGzWu_xAIoAUET5CiGiHpAR5Vz47M_jrkeLHQd8pkQflldAl-QghOincEtmrI7zNMm74nY5pDSVJPw8ovrYVk-i4M4nM/s400/quit.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Hey guys. Hope all is well back home. One of the things that keeps me going over here is my beautiful Korean students. They come in all shapes and sizes, and always have black hair and dark eyes. However, now I think that <em>all</em> Americans look alike. Seriously. I can spot out one of my students a mile away. It just shows you that that universal "observation" is false. Trust me. I'ts so weird, but I just love this race.<br /><br />The other day, we had a Monsoon. I went to the market to buy some fruit for some lunch. When I walked in, the owner actually "towelled" me off, patted my head dry, and offered me his own jacket (which I refused).<br />I can't really say that I know that that would happen in New York.<br /><br />Anyway, I wanted to show you the type of kids I'm teaching. The ELITE. The ones that have parents who make so much money that they send them to Tae Kwon Do, Piano, Guitar, English Academy, and Computer Academy in the same day......<br /><br />Given this blessing of money and education, some of, and most of these kids are real Gems. They actually tell me they would rather study than play, and most of them don't have regular friends to play with because their parents make them study on the weekends too. Hence- Chris Teacher's snack parties everyday and fun games to play for a prize which has successfully landed the name of "American Gum." They actually would kill each other for Trident gum. I've seen it happen......lol<br /><br />Here is a YouTube post of a 12 year old Korean "Prodigy" playing acoustic guitar to U2. I think it may sound better than the band would have hoped. Trust me. Check it out. It's beautiful and brilliant, and just played <em>perfectly.</em><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L4CR3GoB3YY&feature=rec-HM-r2">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L4CR3GoB3YY&feature=rec-HM-r2</a></div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-42190289908814157492009-07-04T00:15:00.000-07:002009-07-04T00:49:01.314-07:00"Happy Fourth"---"New York Stars"<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy9Gdlvnbx7NRQmrleRUQ9Sm6l7Sgn28FGKNgA0KxxmS3R8wccLUW4qOe7zOhmGwTMSYmxQgMQx897RyaOqEg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Hey guys. I just want to wholeheartedly wish everyone I love a happy "Fourth". I'ts just another day over here, except my fireworks were for free. They came from North Korea and shot out from the Eastern part of the penninsula. I want to thank Kim-Jong-Il for the fireworks display, but I've seen better performances from "Roman Candles" in fourth grade. Apparently, he's the retarded kid at a spelling bee that thinks just because he's there and can spell "CAT" that he's got it all figured out, and has everyone's respect....Well....at least by 2045 he may have a Predator Drone or two. </p><p>Anyway, this will be the first "Fourth" that I miss, but things are going relatively well over here, and as much as I miss everyone, I am without doubt having a pretty good time. So...this song is called "New York Stars". I think if you listen to it you'll know what I'm feelin'.</p><p>PS-Also, Mrs. Voss just passed away and I want to send my condolences to a great family. Mr. Voss is a guitar buddy and great songwriter, and Jay is one of the greatest guys I've known. Good people. My thoughts are with you.</p>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-24576564055045823382009-07-01T05:35:00.000-07:002009-07-01T06:22:52.733-07:00Poor Amy Student<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSjQEA2AsZv_O07wLueTMAn9zIYXosSYx3bC1kB6lgPwYlI3gQzXlC3XtZkr5ny9Ywo7iCPCJnnztJm7HhMs3FRuT6MkJqq2J9pfPS_aMWFMxteWtpZ40QqCe88qInKSMTsHUykA9rsUQ/s1600-h/dogmeat.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353481537486728626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSjQEA2AsZv_O07wLueTMAn9zIYXosSYx3bC1kB6lgPwYlI3gQzXlC3XtZkr5ny9Ywo7iCPCJnnztJm7HhMs3FRuT6MkJqq2J9pfPS_aMWFMxteWtpZ40QqCe88qInKSMTsHUykA9rsUQ/s400/dogmeat.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Things are still going great over here, and I'm sitting home in my "Refridgerator" the new term for my shoebox apartment, being that the AC is blasting and I'm chillin'. I'm studying Korean tonight and doing really well with the survival language that I need. You know; give me coffee, beer, Soju, shrimp, where's the bathroom, it's a nice day outside, your'e the most beautiful Asian woman I've ever seen kind of thing. You get the point. Well, it kills the time and keeps me and all my "Asian daily friends" amused as I make my way from Starbucks in the morning to the market at night, and inbetween as I buy various things as we all do.<br /><br />I am however, sad and amused, and I would like to share a horribly awakening story with you guys. As it's as obvious of my <em>not</em> boarding a plane and flying home within the almost eight months that I've been here; I love the Korean people. The Women are beautiful, the men are interesting, and the kids are just as adorable as my little nephews and neices that I miss sooo much.<br /><br /><u>Enter my Elementary student Amy.</u> She is so cute, and I am proud of my teaching her because not only did I recognize her smartness, but I opened her up from being the <em>most </em>shy student that I have, to her becoming very confident and displaying verbally her true talent. That's what I do. That's what they pay me the millions of Won to do each month....lol......Sooo.....I have a few minutes of one on one English conversation with each of my students to find out how their day was, to help them with their English, and honestly to kill time....I am teaching 8-9 classes a day now (In New York it's illegal to teach more than five). Here is our conversation:<br /><br />Me: Hello Amy how are you today?<br /><br />Amy: I am so-so. Actually I am bad.<br /><br />Me: Why? Aren't you happy that we will have a snack party on Friday?<br /><br />Amy: Yes. But my Dog sad.<br /><br />Me: What kind of dog do you have?<br /><br />Amy: It is a mix. I don't know.<br /><br />Me: In America, we call dogs that are mixed Mutts. That means they have different parent dogs. Do you understand?<br /><br />Amy: Yes, it is small dog. Her name is (Korean name I don't remember). I bring her to Grandmother's house.<br /><br />Me: Wow, you must have a really nice Grandmother to watch your dog for you. My Grandmother's were very nice as well. So,...when will you get your dog back?<br /><br />Amy: I am sad because Grandmother don't have dog.<br /><br />Me: Did your dog run away? My dogs have run away too.<br /><br />Amy: No...(frowning) No dog anymore. Neighbors.......<br /><br />Me: Uh.............???????<br /><br />Amy: Neighbors catched dog.<br /><br />Me: Uh..............and?<br /><br />Amy: Eating.<br /><br />Me: Wait a minute..Are you telling me your Grandmother's neighbors stole your dog?<br /><br />Amy: Yes. and eating.<br /><br />Me: The neighbors stole and ate your dog????<br /><br />Amy: Yes.<br /><br />Me: (Almost crying) Here is a peice of American gum for you. I am very sad about your dog. Here you go. I am so sorry Amy.<br /><br />Every Other Student in the Class: UUUUH> Why does she get a peice of gum????????<br /><br />Every other student in the class: Chris Teacher, why are your eyes so red???<br /><br />My Mind: Because someone stole a beloved Lapsa Apsa for the delicacy of one pound of meat off of it, and this sweet little girl has lost her pet that she loves dearly and is going to have nightmares of poor little "Spot" being severed, seasoned, boiled and eaten by a family that could probably afford chicken....................................................Unbelievable..............</div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-2792475276063982162009-06-27T06:46:00.000-07:002009-06-27T19:21:10.211-07:00Craziness So Close........<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSi0pR9fkpu6KgokEfixhf6zEpUD6caZSae8prXAy1n4ygS1ZKpIjg1BggATifHKgxy1HTThM76eE79ismTQHl9izHE9a-qDys0XXBXc6CmOHUl9No-hqamIuhs2F7guJw1xe7LnFFt8/s1600-h/KIM.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017839399094002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSi0pR9fkpu6KgokEfixhf6zEpUD6caZSae8prXAy1n4ygS1ZKpIjg1BggATifHKgxy1HTThM76eE79ismTQHl9izHE9a-qDys0XXBXc6CmOHUl9No-hqamIuhs2F7guJw1xe7LnFFt8/s400/KIM.bmp" /></a><br /><div>Well, as I'm getting my Blog swimming wings back again, regardless of if my readers have expectedly, and without guilt swept away, I have some gripes in which the world I live in. North Korea. I haven't written in a while. I am quite rusty. But, it seems that my complacency of living on the Korean Penninsula has taken a weak turn. I always thought that North Korea was just being rhetorically ridiculous. I'm not so sure anymore, and I've realized that North has most of its missiles pointed toward my apartment. And my gleaming, shiney head makes a great target.</div><br /><div></div><div>In the past I haven't cared much about Kim-Jong-Ill's arrogance and stupidity. Well, it looks like he wants to fire a long range missile towards Hawaii during Fourth of July Weekend. As much as we all like fireworks, this just might be a really good show for the Hawaiin people. If I were them, I'd grab some ice cream, beer and blockbusters. After all, American fireworks suck, and Asians are the ones that invented them anyway. But don't worry. We apparently have "missle-Screwing" technology that won't even let them get close.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>God Bless "Star Wars". I don't mean how badly those ridicouly untalented actors enveloped the " Cheesey prequels" of a monumental film sequence and "cried" like actors on a bad Cheerios commercial. personally, I think Hayden Christenson and Natalie Portman should be shot for their very "awkward" intimicies. What I'm talking about is America's ridiculous and hopefully strong defence. You know, the brilliant system that can shoot down those third-grade style science projects they have been working so hardly on. I think my science project that espoused the idea that black objects retain more heat than white ones may have more merit than their idiodic ballistic missiles.</div><div></div><div>The bad side for yours truly, is that Pyongyang (North Korea's Capital and just a long walk from me) has said that if we fuck with its ships that it will basically consider that an act of war, and destroy Seoul (my current home), and the US (my home country). Wow, as much as I should be shitting Brontosaurus-sized dumps, I can honestly say I feel a strong bluff..........very strong. But on a positve note, Kim's missiles are pointed directly at me and I may or may not come home in half, or with 7 arms. But I see the bluff...............I'm not clairvoyant, but............I'll be OK. </div><div><br /></div><div><u>Some Fun Facts about where I live and my life regarding this:</u></div><br /><div>1) North Korea detonized a Nuclear Bomb underground in Korea on May 25-----My Birthday (which would explain the "green" rice and 12 legged octopus I've been living on)</div><br /><div>2) North Korea has a supposed ship that has illegall weapons on it that's being trailed by the US John McCain (His Admiral Grandfather)...........The name of the ship from the North??????..............Kang Nam.............That's the name of my new hometown in Seoul exactly where I live here in Korea..............HMMMMM........................</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>At least I heard that Iran has been really such a peaceful place lately, and that they have some really sweet things going on over there..............Thank God. The world is such an AWESOME place.</div>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-87458040847020286442009-06-23T06:22:00.000-07:002009-06-23T06:29:34.685-07:00I'm BackWell, I'm back after my Internet was down for a month. I've had some serious good times; vacationing at Daecheon Beach for a few days and livin' the life. I've had some regular days just going to work and doing what it is I do over here. To be honest, I've missed writing regularly on my blog. Apparently, there are a couple of readers that have not posted themselves and made their curiosity known to me. Here's the thing, I really like to post if I have readers, but I don't care to spill my soul into a well that isn't searched. So, if you have previously looked upon my blog, and want some more..............let me know by adding a comment to this post. I have a lot to write about, but at the same time I don't want to waste anyone's time, especially my own. Korea is awesome. And at this point, I am a veteran to affairs. I just need some inspiration to keep me going. Hence, some beautiful and thoughtful readers like yourself.......................Post on..........Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-42865277789671109502009-05-23T00:14:00.000-07:002009-05-23T00:51:21.597-07:00Lord Don't Slow Me Down.....<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxN_Cc9ATynz48ApQrVqQNfqTLBnaInau8OsqXRpd6hfInzugNSPuswvgsD8uhjoNfq1x12bM7yW9VWqw7dFw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>After losing my voice for half the time I've been here, I've decided that I will record anything that pops into my head. This is a great song that kind of sums up my life at this point.</p>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000036206505721036.post-18065623463760680492009-05-22T21:56:00.000-07:002009-05-22T22:17:08.265-07:00IronicWell, for those of you still reading my blog and posting, I will let you know that it is so appreciated. These last 6 months have been the best of my life. I am in love with the life I am living over here. I have finally found my inner Zen. My days consist of the most crazy and unexpected adventures. I look forward to seeing my students every day. The food here is unbelievable. Last night I picked out a fish and had Sushi in the same five minutes. My friends enjoyed some buttered bugs. Silkworm larvai that made my skin crawl. I eat many interesting things; but bugs are my limitation. Also, my friend ate a fish heart. As much as I love food, especially seafood, I have my "Dont's."<br /><br />I miss all of you, but I really feel that I am in "Paradise'. These people are so heartwarmingly friendly, and although I am the only six foot bald guy in this country, I feel that I am so welcomed in every step I walk. I love it. The women are absolutely beautiful, the men are friendly, and I love teaching the Korean kids English every day. They are making so much progress, and I have myself to thank for that (not being arrogent I swear). It seems I have found my calling. It just sucks that I'm 8,000 miles from the people that I can't live without. Irony..........She's such a bitch she is............................<br /><br />This link is to a great song that I'm "Feeling" right now.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPXIzd8LIYM">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPXIzd8LIYM</a>Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13022949247464947598noreply@blogger.com0