In yesterday’s post regarding the screening of “The Interview” I mentioned there was a panel discussion after the movie. I was drinking and not taking notes, so if you are interested in hearing all that was said here’s the YouTube video:
The event also generated a fair amount of news coverage. Yahoo News, The Korea Times, and the Wall Street freaking Journal.
Also in the news (still) is the sad case of my friend Jeremy. KBS offers this report:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pi–lu9jFdM
I don’t speak Korean well enough to know what they are saying, but the illustration showing the deceased grabbing the girls arm isn’t the story I’ve heard–it was her crotch. Anyway, it doesn’t matter in the eyes of the law I suppose. In other Korean language media reports I understand Jeremy is being portrayed unsympathetically. I heard the deceased’s father is not happy that the expat community has engaged in fundraising efforts on Jeremy’s behalf. If you have an interest you can read them here, here, here, and here.
On a lighter note, my blog buddy Kevin Kim made mention of bad jokes “that old men tend to let slip like random flatulence…” Now, you can see why I might take that personally, but he was not in fact speaking of yours truly. Even if I am an old fart, so are you!
And yes, I do tend to be a little gassier than I’d like, but fortunately my farts don’t stink!
Alrighty then, what else? Well, there’s this:
Anyway, things are surprisingly good on the home front. The wife has been joining me on my expeditions to Itaewon and taking care of me just like the good ol’ days. Some of my friends have been confused by this, and frankly so have I. When I asked what was happening she just told me she wants to spend as much time with me as she can before she, well, leaves. In that regard she asked me not to move out until she is ready to move to the countryside. Hell, I ain’t in no hurry to go anywhere. I don’t know if she is having second thoughts or if this is just the sweetest break-up in the history of relationships. I’m not getting my hopes up, but then again, hope springs eternal. I’ve got her until she’s gone and I’m content to live day-to-day. I’ve got the rest of my life to be sad and lonely.