I know this title photo is aggressive. It may make you uncomfortable. I felt uncomfortable taking the picture–knowing I shouldn’t be looking at it let alone documenting it. But it is especially pertinent, I think, to my Korean beach trip. As this man was adorning the double-up-thong, so too were many others. It was commonplace.
Sometimes, when we party or take vacations, we stray from things we’ve been working to cultivate. Circumstances and conditions push us from our goals. We stray from habits we’ve been trying to instill and the beliefs we’ve been trying to imbue. We go to the beach and we pee in the ocean and we
Fourth of July: America in Korea I’m writing this on the 4th of July, in South Korea–actually making it the 3rd of July in America. I’m writing it now because as of yet my IG feed has not been inundated with 4th of July subject matter (lake trips, firework displays, star spangled bandanas, bros
(VULGARITY WARNING: Please do not read further if you are easily offended. If you are someone [former employer, former teacher, future employer, etc] who knows or respects me, stop. If you are a family member, stop. If you are a parent reading this to a child, stop. Thanks.) … If Harry Potter was a Bro… This
LSU Baseball Fraternity The LSU Men’s Baseball Team is in Omaha, Nebraska playing for a national championship. Unless you live underneath a rock–or in South Korea–you know that. You know that it is a time of fandom and passion. It is a time of belief and anticipation. It is a time for big plays
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
Being a Couple 101 (South Korea) I’ve always enjoyed identifying couples. It’s a personal affinity that stems from a few things, namely jealousy. My college girlfriend also scarred me. Couples have been an interest of mine since I stopped being one. A lot of my questions and observations are product of personal experience. What do
I’ve been sitting for a few minutes thinking about the best way to preface this short list. I’m struggling. I’ve typed and deleted several hundred words and four South Korean jets have flown over the apartment since I sat down. … I’m struggling because I don’t want to contradict myself. I’ve been working very hard
Coffee Shop Rules *** I was in a Starbucks in Daegu, South Korea today. I witnessed a middle aged woman protest in vehemence and send back her coffee order. There wasn’t any English spoken, but I knew what she was saying. I knew I hated her… It prompted this post, which I hadn’t considered writing
March Madness (Basketball and chasing women: an analogy of importance) I plan on writing a lot on this subject, so I’ll keep this preface short; hopefully concise. I love basketball… A lot. Sometimes it is hard for me to convey that love. In March, during the greatest tournament in the world, it is especially hard.
(Below is a gofundme plea I wrote for a friend who made the mistake of joking with me. After a long day of spring training, he texted me, venting about minor league pay, and joked that I should write a gofundme for him. He was joking. I wasn’t. I had about seven beers and wrote
27 Years, 27 Reasons Why I Love My Mother (Nancy) I just turned 27 years old! That sucks. … I want to be 16 again. That’s how I’m feeling. I want to be breaking curfew, sneaking away from home. I want to be telling my mom I’m going to study down the street with