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is it interesting that heat rises and cold descends

and yet the lower we go in elevation the warmer it is, and the higher we escalate the cooler.

the sun beats down from above. the core of the earth bakes in the middle of our cold earth.

and we north Hemisphere people think of flying South for winter.

I sincerely can't wrap my brain around the physics of it.

I finished reading Still Life With Woodpecker by Tom Robbins. amazing, inspiring, where do I go from here?

Do I want to be in love?

I'm chasing a girl but it's no good. But, it's probably a whole lot better than letting a girl chase after me, experience chimes in.

I woke up to thunder. I saw and walked through a small flurry of snow the other night. I was dissapointed to not find snow thunder.

Also intriguing, the way that thunder is a sound you can hear, and measure distance with time. But when you're waiting for it, you can hear it approaching from far away. At least the low rumbling ones. Maybe not the big cymbal crash lightning/thunder strikes, but even those have a far off foreshadow, or a close one... just before you hear the real deal... I think

Blogging is hard...

there is lots to say, but I keep putting it off

nobody needs to hear it, this is mostly for me, right?

I had a weird couple of days. I'm feeling better. Time for a good sleep.

I have made my first 3 attempts at kimbap

that's sushi for those of you still hung-up on the Japanese conspiracy to make food expensive.

I almost bought snowboard boots for more than twice what I have paid previously (though I had been spoiled on my friends' employment with great prices). I was surprised to have this representative inform me that my feet were much smaller than I thought, and that over-sized boots were a bigger problem than smaller ones.

I was late to practice, and I told him I would come back. After practice I felt buzzed and disinclined to go shopping. I'm going to go see how awesome I think Tiger World can be as a facility, and what the rental prices and savings will be if I buy boots.

I forget what else I wanted to say.

I love Tom Robbins as an author.

I saw a superb art show in Insa-dong yesterday. I am feeling really good, but need to accomplish my obligations and goals quicker than I am. If I think of anything else, I will try to amend this post in the morning.

no pictures- words of excitement

It's almost 4 in the morning, "why am I awake?"

Well I was shook from my sleep by a most alarming sound... an alarm.

I couldn't quite believe it, but coming from the speaker in my ceiling was wailing sound of an alarm, and from my hall the desperate ring of a bell.

I opened the door, and see little movement, one man. I take a little whiff. I smell something. A little familiar.

I start to gather my things. A shirt (it's freezing) my uke (new-electrified, super awesome, wanted to keep morale- my own included, up, and couldn't quite figure out what would happen if everything burned down, would I have insurance to cover it?)

Carried my shoes the 6 cold tile floors. Met up with a friend on the building putting his on on the 2nd floor. My building-mates confirmed my friend Shawn's experience- they took the elevator (those that responded to the persistent wailing).

That familiar smell, like burning, but special. Why do I know it. I hear something that makes my heart jump- electrical fire. That's why I know, for the 4th or so time in Korea, this evening I (apparently) destroyed something electrical.

I know my constant harping doesn't change anything. Maybe the ol' U.S. of A. is dummy proof. But I can never think of a circumstance where plugging something in (back home) caused the smells, and sounds (not to mention accidents and destruction) that it can here. (To draw it out clearly, since I said I would elaborate not blah blah write a story- I bought a 10 w amp for 20buckaroos, carried it around Seoul all day, finally got home at night and plugged it in, with little excitement. Got a little excitement from the amp, mostly when distortion allowed me to sound vaguely like Jimi H on uke. I turn it off and go back to the acoustic sound which is just as loud. A little while later I hear a pop. I unplug the little adapter for the amp. It is hot and smoking. Unclear if it will ever work again.)

Overheard in Korean upon returning (2 Korean dudes, appear to be the only people responding, aside from a young Korean woman who looks as rattled as I feel) that this was a drill. Typical Korean cover up. They don't make fire alarms like this back home, smells and all.

I am finally done shivering. I think I can ignore the burnt hair smell, especially if my neighbors up and down and beside the stairs can.

I am thinking now in my last bitter thoughts before I conclude this installation of nightly sleep, it was good fun that they did this on a Saturday night, maybe lots of people weren't home.

I was during my twice-daily browsing of the internet, namely facebook and then I suddenly felt the need to quit, and my brain struggled to remember what my next priority was (something else on the computer). Well at least I remembered that I wanted to post on the blog.

Last night I saw a sad sight. A mother in the street holding what looked to be her kid. There was a bike and a car. I was happy on my return not to see any police tape or remnants of the scene, so my hope is the child and everyone involved is fine. People struggle in these situations between the voyeur instinct to check it out ( I glanced, would you not?) and the hero instinct to run across the street and do something (but seriously, what would I do?).

People need to be more careful in and around cars. I'll never forget this.

I shopped for 2 to 3 hours last night and managed to buy only mixed rice grains. I made my first rice at home and topped it with salsa.

Hey, that's better. Trying to choose what's a funnier 'tittle'

Well, as I had feared, I have forgotten what else I was going to post here last night. Time management= Difficult

I'm very excited about my ukulele. I decided I wanted to electrify it. The night before I had a weird dream where I woke up and it had no strings.

After taking it in and having a long conversation with little to no understanding and forking over 70,000 KRW, I had another dream that night of my awesome control board (it has a tuner in it).

I guess Korea has a really low-crime rate

I can't think of many times where people would trust a big

crate of un-drank beers next to an elevator. If I had slid them on board and made off, I could've gotten to any floor, hid them in the fridge.. the perfect escape

then again, Korea has a lot of CCTV

there just collecting up for those stupid reality "caught on camera" shows one day.

So I'm trying pictures, though I should be trying to be on time to work

First time I've seen a dog soup restaurant. Shit, this needs work. O, now it's wrapping. Facebook just feels more intuitive. Ah it stopped wrapping again. I'll figure this out yet.