Thoughts, words, pictures, and diseases are my own. Chasing literary and worldly adventure.
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
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
I now have a default move that has led me to abandon the Korean language. Explanation: I approach the stadium. I don’t have a ticket. I have a Samsung Lions lanyard. The lanyard means nothing; it is available for purchase at any team store. At the main entrance I meet the first stadium attendant. She
