If you live in the Eastern part of the United States, you are very cold today. Too cold to be productive. … I don’t necessarily know if that’s true, but it’s how I feel. In that light, due to weather, I’m going to write a commemorative post about warmer times. Just few weeks back, in
Korean Farewell It has now been over a week since I left South Korea. In that time I have aggressively reunited with my friends–the type of partying you would expect in New Orleans and Baton Rouge after 7 months apart–exhausted Bumble and Tinder swipes, drove my vehicle around town solely because I could, and
It has been nearly two months since my last post about Korean baseball. I think that is too long, since Korean baseball is exactly the reason I’m here. I have watched numerous games and I’ve observed numerous things. Some of them are legit–namely the aggressive lady dancers–and some are too much. I’ve seen games in
I was skeptical to make a reference to the transcendent in the title. In my experience, when someone uses that word or makes that reference, I try to avoid them. They are either the people who bring their own bags to the grocery or they are the pseudo intellectuals who wear tweed in warm weather and quote
Again, sorry for the delay between posts. March in Asia is a busy time for me: Gonzaga is in the Final Four and I’m learning Karate from a weathered janitor who says he’s legit. … Sadly, I am not yet fluent in Korean. I was eager, initially, assuming upon arrival a few conversations with locals
Donghwasa Temple ***Sorry for the delay between posts. March Madness started and I have been locked in. Korean basic cable does not provide coverage, so I have had to watch on my computer. … I have a friend who recently told me that I was taking too long to get into the substance of my
Korean Baseball (Part Two: Exhibition Game) Yesterday I watched seven innings of a baseball game in Korea. The Samsung Lions played at their home stadium against a team from a city I can’t pronounce. On a brisk day, the stands were sparsely filled. It was cold, and things moved a little slower. Still, there
This won’t be an ode. Not per the actual definition, anyways. I can’t form lyrics and poems are hard. Tribute below (culturally/grammatically flawed): I’ve been here for nearly a month. That is a long time. Certain people have endeared themselves to me. The views and the sounds are things I look forward to every day.