Oh boy.

But here’s a day in the life for you anyway:

They took my neighbor away in an ambulance this morning.  I hope things work out for him, but I’ll not be surprised if he isn’t here when I return.

So, through some mystery of physics a goodly portion of my clothing seems to have shrunk while hanging in my closet over the years.  Nothing to be done about it, so I loaded them up in the automobile and gave them a ride over to the Goodwill store.  At the bottom of that pile is a 47″ flat screen TV.  I brought it home all the way from Korea and then I learned just how unforgiving electricity can be.  You can read all about that unfortunate incident here.  Also donated were a set of home theater speakers, a dog carrier for my parent’s now deceased dog, and a couple of used up designer purses.

After leaving those treasures behind (thanks for the memories!), it was on to downtown Columbia to visit the Registrar of Voters.  There was a surprisingly large crowd of folks there to register and/or cast an absentee ballot.  After suffering the line and completing the appropriate paperwork I exercised my right of suffrage.

Of course, voting is a private matter and I work hard to maintain a neutral political stance here at LTG.  Alright, maybe I don’t work that hard at it.  Suffice to say, I hold the view that we are Taxed Enough Already and voted accordingly.

Next stop was my credit union where I withdrew some cash money that I will soon convert to Korean won in order to pay for life’s necessities these next three months.  Well, I’m going to buy beer and Jee Yeun is going to pay her taxes.  And we’ll be eating out a lot at our favorite Korean restaurants I suppose.

I also needed to get a document notarized, a service my credit union has ably performed for me on numerous occasions.  To my chagrin, the notary advised that they cannot notarize “legal documents”.  I pointed out that this was the same type document I’d had notarized before, so she went to get a manager.  The manager came up front and said “I’m sorry” which I interpreted to mean go fuck yourself.  So, I left an unhappy camper.

In a tragedy of epic proportions, Jee Yeun ran out of kimchi last night.  I was quite certain that she would be suffering severe withdrawal symptoms prior to our Friday arrival in Korea and I can’t stand to see the poor girl suffer.  So it was off to the Korean market for a small batch of that pickled delight to tide her over.  That put a big smile on her face, believe me.

Next on my itinerary was the Bank of America to make a deposit.  I had Jee Yeun stand in a longish teller line while I hunted down a bank official to see if they might be willing to notarize a legal document.  To my relief they had no qualms about doing so and soon enough the task was completed.  Assa!

The final stop on my quest was the Kroger supermarket for some necessary supplies to sustain me in the Land of the Morning Calm.

Just the bare necessities, mind you.

And now you know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.  Or not.

I guess I’ll call it sickness gone

It’s hard to say to say the meaning of this song

An ambulance can only go so fast

It’s easy to get buried in the past

When you try to make the good thing last.

–Neil Young