Hilarious video I came across on You Tube. Enjoy!
Reckless writing
Or recklessly writing. Of course, the less I write, the fewer errors I make. Having said that, I’d best stop before some inadvertent accident occurs. Like when Ann Althouse exposed her its.
In other news, I’m full of good intentions about losing some weight. So ladies, consider yourselves warned.

Where is the Big Hominid when you need him?
Come on Kevin Kim, surely you can put an end to this violence!
After you’ve spent enough time together…
…you become one.

Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful!
It scares me a little…
…that I enjoyed this video so much.
The year in pictures
Why? Why the hell not?
January 1 found us in New Bern, NC staying aboard the sailboat Second Chance with my friends from high school, Rod and Pat Headlee.
February carried us back in Korea and this is the view from our new apartment. Right on top of the Gireum station subway stop which is definitely a good thing.
March provided the opportunity to make a little fast cash with a second place finish in the Seoul International Dart League mid-season tournament. That’s my British partner Sam “T-Rex” Hayward on the right.
April found us on the west coast at Daechon Beach. We encountered some poor service at a local eatery so I demonstrated for a friend’s young son the appropriate way to express dissatisfaction.
May brought better food and service at Tabom, a Brazilian steak house in Itaewon.
June saw the crowning of the Ride it In dart team from Pub Dolce Vita as the SIDL “B” Division champions. L-R Head cheerleader and keeper of the stats Jee Yeun Lee, Captain Bridget Werner from Texas, a fat guy from South Carolina, Louisianan Jacob Leonard, our token Canadian Cory Clow, and Greg “The Cobra” White of Bawl-Mor, Maryland.
July took us back to the USA and saw Jee Yeun being a traditional Korean grandmother by providing instruction to granddaughter Sydney on womanly responsibilities…
August brought us to Memphis, TN, my dad’s home town. This is where we deposited his earthly cremains into the muddy Mississippi river.
September 23 saw my granddaughter Sydney celebrate her first birthday in the traditional Korean hanbok. She didn’t quite know what the fuss was all about…
October brought us back to Korea once again and we journeyed out to the East Sea to enjoy the views from Naksana, a Buddhist Temple.
November calls for a feast and we had one with my Korean in-laws…
December took us to Osaka, Japan for a couple of days and provided a visa extension for yours truly.
Th-Th-Th That’s All Folks! Happy New Year!
People got to be free
Canada’s Globe and Mail thinks conditions are ripe for conflict on the peninsula in the new year.
“Some Pyongyang watchers expect yet another escalation as the regime of Kim-Jong-un tries to force itself – and its need for cash and food – to the top of the international agenda. Some predict North Korea will stage a spectacular military provocation, perhaps akin to 2010’s deadly shelling of Yeonpyeong Island, to force Seoul and Washington to pay attention to its demands.
And with South Korea’s hawkish mood captured by the presidential election victory of of Park Geun-hye – whose father was a former military ruler and whose mother was assassinated by North Korean agents – there are many who believe Seoul will punch back the next time Pyongyang strikes, sending the peninsula into an unpredictable spiral.”
More at the link. I do wonder just how much President Park would like to avenge her mother’s murder. Maybe she’s itching for a little provocation. But then again, I’ve always been astounded at just how much provocation the people of the ROK have been willing to tolerate in the past, what with sinking of ships and shelling of civilians and all. Of course, it seems to me the average south Korean just doesn’t seem to give a shit about much outside their own little bubble of the good life. For example, the general lack of compassion regarding the plight of their northern brothers and sisters has also been incomprehensible to me.
We shall see what we shall see. Call me a Rascal if you must, but ask me my opinion and my opinion will be, People Got to Be Free.
A yen for something different…
…has led me to my first trip to Japan. Well, outside the confines of an airport anyway. We are in Osaka for a couple of days. It seems like a pretty nice city so far. I’m in a Japanese-sized hotel room (small but efficient) in a pretty classy looking hotel.

And it has this feature I’ve never seen in a hotel before–a built-in wedding chapel. Sure, lots of hotels have wedding halls. This is a frickin’ chapel!

Anyway, gonna doing some exploring tonight. Maybe some darts later. Tomorrow a tour of nearby Kyoto.
More to come!
Waxing poetic…
…lyrically speaking.
Two dart tourneys yesterday. Ten hours later I was feeling used and abused. So, I wrote a song about it.
(With apologies to Lennon/McCartney)
It’s been a hard darts night
And I’ve been throwing like a punk
It’s been a hard darts night
But at least I’m getting drunk
Yet when I get to the line
I think I’ll get it right this time
But I still miss the out
You know I throw all day
To win some money to buy my drinks
And when you lose it in the final leg
Well the money, it kind of stinks
And so I get home and moan
‘Cause I’m to blame alone
You know I can’t hit an out
When I practice, everything seems to be fine
In the games, I don’t have a clue at the line, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s been a hard darts night
And I’m really having trouble
It’s been a hard darts night
‘Cause I can’t hit the f’n double
But I’ll be back for some more
Because I’m just a darts whore
And that makes me feel alright
Yet when I get to the line
I think I’ll get it right this time
But I still miss the out
You know I throw all day
To win some money to buy my drinks
And when you lose it in the final leg
Well the money, it kind of stinks
And so I get home and moan
‘Cause I’m to blame alone
You know I can’t hit an out
When I practice, everything seems to be fine
In the games, I don’t have a clue at the line, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s been a hard darts night
And I’m really having trouble
It’s been a hard darts night
‘Cause I can’t hit the f’n double
But I’ll be back for some more
Because I’m just a darts whore
And that makes me feel alright
Welcome to Scumville!
Imagine a place where people considered “offensive” by the powers that be are forcibly “relocated”. Not just the offenders but their families as well. And the length of time you spent in these camps was determined through successful completion of “work or study”.
No, this is not Rod Serling channeling George Orwell. It’s Amsterdam!
Now these proposed “scum villages” would be reserved for unruly neighbors, gay bashers, and those who otherwise offend the tender sensibilities of the “normal” populace. But it strikes me as a slippery slope, particularly when it has been suggested in one of the most liberal and free thinking cities on earth.
I spent a couple of weeks in The Netherlands a few years back. From what I remember, I had a great time. Especially in the coffee shops.
What the hell, as long as I’m strolling down memory lane I may as well share a story from the trip. Like many tourists of a certain age and mindset, one of the first things we did was go in search of the famous legal weed. It was bizarre to sit down and order from a menu of various blends of marijuana. It had been years since I’d smoked pot and this stuff was potent! So, it came time to walk back to our hotel and we were both pretty wasted. The only obstacle between us and our lodging was the crossing of a thoroughfare.
And what a thoroughfare it was! One lane for bicycles, one lane for cars, two trolley tracks, a car lane and a bike lane on the other side. So I said “let’s wait for that pedestrian light to go green”. And wait we did. After about five minutes the wife said “you know, I don’t think that’s a pedestrian light”. And she was right! In the meantime, a rather large group of people had followed our lead and were just standing there with us waiting to cross. We thought that was funny as hell.
Well, we eventually made it across the road but after the trauma of that event we vowed to confine our smoking to the safety of our hotel room. So, during the day we go out and see the sights (it’s a lovely city!), and at night we’d get high and watch TV. Now, almost all the shows were in Dutch with English subtitles. But one night after catching a good buzz we happened upon a BBC sitcom called Coupling (you can see the whole series for free on YouTube. It’s hilarious, even when you’re not stoned!). So, this show was in English with Dutch subtitles. After watching about 30 minutes, the wife turns to me and says in all seriousness “you know, I think I’m beginning to understand Dutch!” I laughed my ass off over that.
Ah well, you should have been there.

Yet another crappy tourist attraction
Although to be honest I doubt you’d find a place like this anywhere else in the world. The concept is shitty and the place is a dump. But if you are flush with cash and want to throw it down the toilet, take it from John, you won’t find a crappier place to do it. Yeah, my puns stink. Like I give a shit.

More photos like this at the link. Korea rocks!
Know a gal who is cheap, fast, and easy?
Whatever you do, don’t let her go hungry!

Me and my friend thought this was funny…

And now here’s something you’re really gonna like…
…I did anyway.
It’s the final match of the Korea Darts Federation tourney featuring Alister “All-Star” Tarbett from Scotland and your humble blog host. Yeah, this is the tourney I swore wouldn’t give me a big head. It was with sincere modesty that I posted this clip from the match on YouTube.
A lesson learned
I was the editor of my high school newspaper. One night at the printers I discovered that someone on my staff had screwed up one of the page layouts. This meant a complete do-over and kept us all out late. I told our adviser that it was my fault. He said “today you became a leader”.
It was a lesson well-learned. Throughout my professional career when something went wrong, I’d stand up and take responsibility for it (fortunately, things didn’t go wrong all that often). By doing so, we were able to avoid all the blame and recriminations and get on with the business of fixing things.
Anyway, it worked for me and I wish more people would give it a try. Who knows, it might just make the world a little bit better for all of us.
So, these two foreigners are talking on the bus…
On a bus two men with strong accents begin a conversation. The lady next to them is eavesdropping.”Emma come first, then I come. Den two esses acoma together. I come once-a-more. Two esses, they comma together again. I come again, then pee twice. Then I come one lasta time.”
“You dirty bastards!” the woman exclaims. “We don’t talk about our sex lives in public in this country!”
“Hey, whattsa matter with you?” the man asks. “I’m justa tellin’ my friend how to spell Mississippi.
It’s the end of the world as we know it…
…and I feel, er, disgusted.
As is my wont, I did some traveling around the internets this morning. What I saw wasn’t pretty. Let me show you what I mean:
From Germany: A buxom woman has been accused of trying to kill her lawyer boyfriend… with her double-D breasts. Franziska Hansen, 33 from Germany is accused of ‘attempted manslaughter with a weapon’ after her boyfriend claimed she tried to smother him with her breasts and pretend it was a sex game of motorboat.
Rockland, Maine: A 62-year-old Cushing man will spend five days in jail after pleading guilty Wednesday to assaulting his estranged wife. The incident occurred in July in Warren when his wife of 39 years, who was estranged from him, stayed at his place. He offered her $20 for sex, and when she refused he took out his penis and struck her with it, according to the prosecution’s version of events to which he pleaded guilty.
Florida: A woman who allegedly masturbated in a Florida Starbucks was arrested Thursday after police found a glass pipe with cocaine residue in her purse, authorities said. “We were called there by someone who said she was masturbating. She was high on crack with her hands going everywhere,” police spokesperson Josh Cramer said. “No one can say for sure what she was doing, but her hands were in her pants when she was wigging out,” he said.
Manila: The body of Roberto Apuyan was discovered with 11 stab wounds inside a room at Pitang Suites on Evangelista Street in Pasig City on November 19. Through a check of the motel records, the police managed to track down and arrest the primary suspect —a 15-year-old girl who was the victim’s lover. According to the motel staff, both were regular guests of the establishment. A further check of the records and verification showed that the minor did not kill the victim by herself. Her 21-year-old boyfriend, Elton Juan, had helped her carry out the deed. [Elton Juan–are you kidding me?]
Alabama: A man raped his niece while the girl’s father watched, according to police. Police said Dustin Alton Kent raped his niece, then 13, in 2008. The girl’s father, who committed suicide in June, allegedly told her she was going to the pet store and instead drove to Kent. The father is said to have seen his daughter being raped. Several members of the Wood family, including her own brother, have been charged with incest and rape. “From the evidence I have seen,” Patterson said, “this is a kind of collection of pedophiles.”
China: A 14-year-old girl, stole her mother’s husband, married him and had a baby together, according to court proceedings. The Chinese teenager apparently had a lovechild with her stepfather. She is threatening to cut off ties with her mother unless she divorces him. After the baby was born, the stepfather sent a text message to his wife, congratulating her for being a grandmother.
Ireland: A man was arrested and charged after a woman died having sex with his dog at his home, according to court proceedings.
Sean McDonnell from Limerick, Ireland, had met a woman on a chat line for bestiality. She later had sex with a dog at his home, but died shortly after. Originally it was believed that she has had an allergic reaction to animal sex, but test were unable to prove this theory.
Missouri: A St. Louis, Missouri woman pleaded guilty Monday to carrying out sexual acts with her dog and was sentenced to 120 days in jail. Dana Kintz, 28, called police on March 12 to her home claiming that her boyfriend Shawn Ingram, 37, has beaten and slapped her. Police said they found child pornography on cell phone images and also saw Kintz with Ingram engaged in sexual acts with the couple’s dog.
[It looks more like dog on dog to me, but in either case, the SPCA should be called]
Florida: 32-year-old Karnesha Dixon, from Florida, was caught in a compromising position by the police, while inside of a minivan. The Police of Martin County were tipped off to a couple getting frisky and when they approached the van they found Dixon’s head in the lap of 78-year-old Jackie Fischer. When asked what she was doing, she said that she was simply looking for cigarettes. [It’s a shame more women don’t smoke. And here’s hoping I’m feeling that randy at 78!]
There you have it. These may or may not be signs of coming apocalypse. As for me, I think I’ll take a shower.

Speaking of sick and dirty, this photograph appeals to me for reasons I can’t quite explain.
The infidelity risk curve
It seems quite a few of our senior military officers can’t seem to avoid the temptation of sexy subordinates. Does this indicate a breakdown in the moral fabric of our nation? Or maybe it is just a case of human nature refusing to be denied.
I really don’t want to believe in the “infidelity risk curve”, but damn, I find it hard to argue with the logic presented here.
A night to remember
Last night I played in my first tournament sponsored by the Korea Darts Federation and sanctioned by the World Darts Federation. And by hook and by crook I managed to somehow win the damn thing. Well, actually I threw just about the best darts I can ever remember shooting. Along the way I beat some players that normally own me and finished by winning 15 out of 20 games.
I came away with W140,000 prize money and a sweet trophy. And if I understand correctly I’ll go from being an unranked amateur to having a World Darts Federation ranking. Even if I’m ranked at the bottom, going from nothing to worst is a step up in my world.
Now, some people might fear I’ll let this victory go to my head. I don’t see that happening.

Another milestone in life
I guess deep inside I always knew the day would come. And now it has. I was asked to appear as Santa Claus for a class of Korean preschool children.
Of course I accepted. Who wants to disappoint kids just before Christmas? I did ask the requester what made him think of me as a potential St. Nick. After a quick glance at my belly he responded “because you are so jolly”.
So as I understand it, what Santa says in Korean is “Ho! Ho! Ho!” I’ve got a month to practice.
