…I’ve always struggled with the comma. I pretty much use them when where and how I want. Except when I don’t.

And don’t even get me started on semi-colons.
…I’ve always struggled with the comma. I pretty much use them when where and how I want. Except when I don’t.

And don’t even get me started on semi-colons.
I’m constantly finding typos, bad punctuation, poor grammar, and other various and sundry errors in my writing. Some of it is old fashioned laziness, sometimes it’s ignorance, but most often it’s a case of not typing what I’m thinking. Thanks in advance for your indulgence.
Anyway, I came across the poster below and had to laugh because although I am well aware of the appropriate use of those words, I’m frequently dismayed that I’ll type “your” instead of “you’re” or “there” instead of “their”. Which makes me appear dumber than a smart phone. Which I suppose I am.

And yes, when I saw this I thought of Kevin Kim.
I’ve been playing at making my own demotivational posters.
There’s this:

Yeah, I won’t quit my day job. Oh wait, I don’t have one!
So, one of my retirement projects has been to read every issue of LIFE magazine. Yeah, I definitely have way to much time on my hands. Anyway, I’ve worked my way through the first ten years, beginning with the November 23, 1936 issue.
It’s actually been a pretty fascinating journey. The depression era heartaches, the massive government sponsored building projects, the rise of Hitler and Japan as war clouds gathered, the war that really could have gone either way (at least in the beginning when there was very little popular support for American involvement) the politics, and other interesting cultural insights into “the greatest generation.”
What I particularly enjoy is reading about these historical events in real time. No one of course knew at that time where current events would lead. But I did, and watching everything unfold, the blunders and mistakes and also the things we got right, is quite an enjoyable exercise. The “what ifs” of 20th century history still reverberate today.
20-20 hindsight is a gift the leaders of the time did not possess, but it’s still fun to speculate on what might have been. Hitler’s war aims could have been thwarted with courage and early intervention. Perhaps war with Japan was inevitable, but with better preparation and foresight (i.e. a stronger defense of the Philippines), the carnage in the Pacific could certainly have been lessened. The Soviet Union’s domination of Eastern Europe could have been stopped if we had been willing to take a hard line stance. Had we better supported the Nationalist army, it is likely China would not be Communist today. And lord knows in hindsight we would never have allowed the Soviets to occupy Korea north of the arbitrarily drawn 38th parallel.
But I suppose we did the best we could given what was known at the time. Looking at the past for insights into the future is always fraught with peril. Nevertheless, as I read about the past I can’t help but overlay those events with what I see taking place in the world today.
Most disturbing to me is the rise of China, which in many ways reminds me of Imperial Japan in the 1930s. The saber rattling and claims to territorial dominance (as in claims to control of the South China Sea) make me wonder if China might invoke Japan’s idea of a “greater Asia co-prosperity sphere” free of Western influence.
Similarly, in many ways Iran’s attempts to dominate the Middle East, it’s desire to attain nuclear capabilities, and it’s stated intent to destroy Israel, are reminiscent of the goals on Nazi Germany.
I can’t help but wonder how future events will unfold as American power (both economic and military) are waning under the inept leadership of our President and our corrupt political class. Do we have the will the stand against evil that was demonstrated by our parents and grandparents?
I guess that question will be answered someday by some wag with nothing better to do than read periodicals from the early 21st century.
Lincoln slays vampires while Obama becomes the Grim Reaper.
What hath God wrought?
Celebrating 236 years of independence. And Jee Yeun’s birthday.
Let’s get to the birthday song.

He could have surgery but he prefers to be “famous”. He’s being kind of a dick about it if you ask me. Or maybe he’s just nuts.
So we’ve been occupying our time babysitting granddaughter Sydney while her parents enjoy a Bahamian cruise. She’s been a joy so far. Only 9 months old but she is easily entertained and sleeps through the night. The only downside I suppose is I’m watching a lot of Nick Junior on TV. But hey, it’s a chance to relearn all those life lessons I’ve forgotten (or ignored).
Anyway, as a proud grandpa (aka “Papa John”) indulge me a few photographs of my sweet little girl:
Beating the notorious South Carolina summer heat in her very own redneck swimming pool.
She caught a whiff of Jee Yeun cooking up something Korean and crawled into the kitchen for a closer look. No doubt she’ll be eating kimchi soon.
Who, me?
I took a little trip down Interstate 60 this afternoon and thoroughly enjoyed myself. Oh, and I was riding my couch the whole way.
Yes, as surely you have guessed by now, I’m talking about the movie, not the highway. Which doesn’t exist. Well, the movie exists, but there’s no I-60.
The film is from 2002 but I’d never heard of it. I’ve always enjoyed road trips and movies about road trips are maybe the next best thing. Although actually now that I think about it, many movies in this genre are notoriously bad. But Interstate 60 has Gary Oldman and he’s almost always good. Plus, this one has a surreal alternative universe vibe going that keeps it interesting.
I enjoyed it anyway. Maybe you will too.
It’s Father’s Day so of course I’m remembering dad.
Home more than a week now and still adjusting to my American life. For example, in Korea I stayed up until 2 a.m. and slept until 10. Now, I sleep at 10 p.m. and wake up at 6. I guess 8 hours is 8 hours, but I seem more tired these days.
Here’s what has been happening since my return:
The house was still standing. All the plants I planted last year are dead. All the weeds Jee Yeun pulled grew back.
At some point during my absence the GFCI in the garage tripped. Which shut down the refrigerator/freezer in the garage. Ever smelled really rotten fish? Not pleasant at all.
Grocery shopping. I confess I do enjoy the quantity of selection of foods I really like at my local Publix supermarket. Seven bucks for a huge watermelon put a smile on my face. I paid W20,000 for melons 1/3 this size in Korea.

And Jee Yeun was similarly happy shopping at the Korean market.
Made a pulled pork bbq dinner for the kids.
Played and won at darts.
Caught up on A LOT of TV shows, including watching both seasons of Game of Thrones. Still have a shitload of stuff in the queue.
Started pulling the “additional documentation” requested by the Immigration Service together. This included getting Jee Yeun’s family documents translated and printing a boatload of photos from Facebook to demonstrate the long term nature of our relationship. Uncle Sam is such a worry-wort. Anyway, should have everything ready to mail next week.
Spent time with the newest grandchild, Sydney. She likes her watermelon just like granddad.
Paid my property taxes. Which were due in March. And which I tried to pay before I left in February, but the assessment “wasn’t ready”. So, I got socked with penalty and interest fees.
Watched it rain for a couple of days. And got the oil changed in the car.
And I picked up dad’s “cremains” from the University of South Carolina School of Medicine. It was a strange feeling carrying what’s left of dad home in a box.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Not in the permanent sense that Allison Krause sings about. At least I hope not. But it’s back to the USA for me and my sweetie. My kids and grand kids are awaiting our return. And I reckon my lawn is going to need a good mowing after all these months.
It’s always sad to leave my Korean home. I had some good time this trip, that’s for sure. But truth be told, I’m tired and it will be good to rest and relax soaking that smooth, slow Southern lifestyle for awhile.
I finally heard something from the United States Customs and Immigration Service regarding Jee Yeun’s fiancee visa. A cryptic email saying they had sent me a letter requesting “additional documentation”. It’s frustrating that I waited six months for that piece of news. Well, I’ll sort it all when I get home.
I expect to be back here in Korea sometime in the fall. Unless I have the misfortune of flying away in the sense of the song. But I’m counting on another 20 years or so in this life, so don’t hold your breath!
Blogging will continue from the USA. Who knows, I might even have something interesting to say. Hey, it could happen!
We always carry a suitcase of kimchi home with us. Makes me nervous going through customs. I always declare it and they’ve never said anything. But if the were to confiscate Jee Yeun’s mother’s kimchi, well, it wouldn’t be pretty.
Had my last Korean BBQ last night with the in-laws and my nephew Justin who is here teaching English. Dwaegi galbi, of course!
…and we kept on fighting till the end…
Hell, you know the rest.
A classic battle tonight against the boys from Scrooge Pub. We were tied 6-6 after the singles. We were tied 9-9 after the first round of doubles play. Scrooge went 2-1 in the next doubles match to go up 11-10 (13 legs required to win the game). Against all odds, Greg and I took the next doubles match 3-0 (with Greg hitting a sweet 50 out) to secure the championship for Dolce Vita’s proud Ride it In team.
It was an honor playing with Jacob, Greg, Cory and Bridget. Special kudos to Bridget, our fearless Captain, who kept us focused on victory.
Great job everyone!
updated to correct my doubles partner’s name. I’m guilty of blogging while drunk! Sorry, Greg!
One week left to go in this segment of my Korean life. It’s been a nice stay. Reconnected with some good friends, ate lots of good Korean food, had a great time playing darts, and drank plenty of OB beer.
Still on tap is a big dart tourney on Saturday, the dart league championship on Monday, and I reckon we’ll slip in a few more grilled meat meals between now and Incheon.
One of my accomplishments, if you can call it that, has been to finally accept and embrace this life of unemployment. It’s been 18 months since retirement and I’ve struggled to find meaning and purpose in my life. I still haven’t found any, but I’m embracing the freedom of workin’ at nothing all day.
I also wanted to get my dart game back and I’ve pretty much done that. I wound up ranked 5th in “B” division, which I suppose is just about right given my general inconsistency. I’ve hit some good marks, including a couple ton-80s, and won 2 of every 3 legs I threw, so yeah, I’m satisfied.
It’s always sad to leave this country I’ve come to love, but I’m also looking forward to a taste of my American life, which includes my kids and grandchildren. Not to mention on-demand television.
It’s interesting to live part time in two countries. It’s also easy to feel like you are always in between two lives, never quite being a part of either. I’m working on that though.
Ride it In moves to the championship round of the Seoul International Dart League “B” division playoffs with last night’s hard fought victory over the Blue Bulls.
The final score was 13-6, but the match was closer than that score might indicate. Singles was a dog fight, but we managed to scratch out a 7-5 lead going into doubles. The games were all close in the first round of doubles, but we won five of six, and it was pretty much over after that.
Next week we will meet the winner of Scrooge Pub and Gecko’s. Stay tuned.
Oh, and here’s a little Queen.
Exclusive to LTG is this rare birthday photograph:
Ok, so maybe that’s not the Buddha after all. But that’s definitely the body of a God! Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful…
Lord knows, we need it.

In other unrelated news I observed a young man on the subway yesterday wearing a T-shirt celebrating his uniqueness. Or, as stated on his shirt, his “indivisualism”. I can see that.
Got this bit of wisdom via email today:
After a while another monkey makes an attempt with same result … all the
other monkeys are sprayed with cold water. Pretty soon when another monkey
tries to climb the stairs, the other monkeys will try to prevent it.
Now, put the cold water away.