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omg, water!

Milie’s two art buddies didn’t know that when they came over to work tonight they had a higher reason for being here—to be the crisis team when the kitchen flooded.
What is it about me that attracts flooding kitchens?
Sequence of events, near as can be figured: gutter is clogged, plus is attached a little cock-eyed because [...]

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diy

Got out of the city on Saturday; went to Yardley, to a farm, to celebrate fall even though the temperature right now is stubbornly summer.  All due to Melissa’s keeness to get into the changing season.  What a good idea.  So come on, fall, let’s get with the program.
Passed some notable billboards.  For a liposuction [...]

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@!$@-.-#

I should not watch CNN in the morning. It is too early an hour to want to maim my parents expensive plasma mini-TV.
First a show called “This American Morning:”
“Well that was the morning “Moment of Zen” from the Daily Show.”
“That wasn’t funny. Why was that funny?”

And then on to Lindsay Lohan’s [...]

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And at my dental cleaning, the hygienist actually scrawls “study in Korea” in the top margin of my medical history form, says “Do you like my Korean calendar?”  A family friend, one Cornelius Chang, commissions a Korean impressionist painter to put out a church calendar.  “They’re not always the same,” she’s explaining as she gets [...]

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Someone calls the house late while I am clearing my floor so that some dude can measure for new carpet in the morning. We wonder who it could be. Mom comes up the stairs: “All I understood was ‘Se-ra? Se-ra?’”
It’s Ji Yeon. She won’t tell me how her final exams went [...]

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I fly out of Jeju the evening of July 7th, will bus myself and my loads of crap from Gimpo to Incheon, get picked up by an airport-hostel, sleep, and return to Incheon in the morning to leave Korea July 8th at 10am. I arrive in Chicago around 12pm the same day. Love [...]

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I don’t like the question ‘So how’s Korea?’
After this post we will return to the usual schedule of amusing anecdotes devoid of serious introspection. Although they will be less frequent as I am homeless, basically, during vacation. My time stateside is dwindling. I get antsier the closer it gets to 4am [...]

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I don’t know what it says about me that as I am packing for my return to the land of the morning calm, these are the things that send me into a fit of profanity:
Fuck! If I don’t check a bag, I can’t take my Leatherman or a corkscrew. God dammit!
I have [...]

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Apropos of nothing, really:

A funny story from the world of home improvement retail.
An old Italian lady, with a heavy accent, walks into the store and wants to know if the man knows about clogs and toilet pipes. He does.
So she’s been taking this barium stuff for some medical procedure. “Do you know if that [...]

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Obligatory New Year’s resolution post? I didn’t bother to put on a bra today. I did the crossword puzzle, watched Penn State football, and ate kraut with pork and keilbasa sausage. A year that begins thus is surely doomed to failure. Oh well. I enjoy this new Lay-Z-Boy.
We went out [...]

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Last night while we waited for our table at Fat Heads, the notable establishment where you can get a pierogi and kielbasa sausage sandwhich named after the neighborhood, a person in a Care Bear suit flashed my aunt through the front window. This is why I like family outings. This and the recounting [...]

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You make me live.

It is laundry day. Mom recieved Queen’s Greatest Hits volumes one and two. We are in pjs doing laundry and listening to Queen and if I hadn’t been able to get my return itinerary changed, I would be in SFO right now. Read: my least favorite place in the world. [...]

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By way of update.

I’m tired, so I’m posting an email by way of update:
I was stuck in motherfucking San Fransisco for three fucking days.  I was to have a layover in Denver on one of those days that no one had a layover in Denver.  Christmas Eve-Day was the earliest they could get me out of motherfucking San [...]

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Realization:

I’m looking at my schedulde for the week that I will be home and I do not have time to get drunk with as many people as I would like to.  And do the things I need to do, buy gifts to keep the Koreans from out-casting me when I get back, and be able [...]

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