I need some important advice...

How long can you leave fried chicken in the fridge without getting sick when you eat it?

Is it worth paying 40-50 bucks for a taxi home on the weekend if you spend very little money throughout the week?

Is it wrong to be an elementary teacher and listen to GG Allin while you're sitting in the teacher's room writing lesson plans?

Are people you meet on the internet actually your "friends" if you've never met them in real life?

Is it just me, or is shaving everyday a giant pain in the ass?

If you had no dryer and only one set of sheets/blankets, when would be the best time to wash them and leave them hanging to dry for two days?

If cigarettes are a fraction of the price that you're used to, should you smoke more using a ratio based on the cost of each cigarette (for example, if 1 smoke in Canada costs 50 cents, but they cost 10 cents somewhere else, should you smoke five times more cigarettes when you're at that other place)?

Hindsight is a useless blur...

What's wrong with being right wing?

I choose to think for myself and I happen to belive in some right wing fundementals because we live in a world that is not truly democratic left or right. I think to limit yourself to one partisan ideal is foolish, and to me its almost as silly to call yourself a liberal. To me liberal means you don't stand for anything. It means you don't believe in anything, and you don't like to think for yourself.

The left wing band wagon gets under my skin because they really have nothing to say most of the time, similar to myself at times. All the left are good at doing is bashing the right. They have no solutions to offer only "Let's leave Iraq" or "War is mean." I consider myself to be a post idealist and rather than whine about what has been done (once again similar to myself but not when I'm talking politics) let's have a discussion about what we should do.

Hindsight is 20/20 and its totally useless to the present situations at hand. As a friend of mine would say "Liberal Weenies Suck" and here's a perfect example.

Jack Layton of the NDP (Canada' Left Wing Party) actually wants to pull Canadian troops out of Afghanistan. The battle is heated and sure, a few Canadian soldiers are getting killed (35 or so, which is a drop in the bucket if you ask me) but many more Taliban members are being uprooted, dislocated, and killed. I know what you liberal weenies are thinking... "but so many innocent people are dying" "they aren't making any progress" "what about the families of the Canadian soldiers who died"....

Look at it this way. Canadians have one of the best countries and lifestyles on this rock. What have we done to deserve this? Anything? I think it is our obligation to help a country like Afghanistan, who have appealled to the UN for help after 9/11. All you liberal weenies use the lack of UN support as a reason to bash the US and the Iraq war, but these same people in Canada wanna pull out of Afghanistan which is a UN sanctioned "battle" (I dont' want to call it a war... 1000's of people die on both sides in wars).

War and battles are not meant to be easy. Helping a country remove a tyranical, religion obsessed group from ruling it's country is not supposed to be easy. Fighting an enemy not in uniform is not easy. Some things in life are not easy, but does that mean we should quit?

Here's a quote from a friend's blog (he's linked to the right, although he never updates)...

"Hippies must start to realize that America is not evil. The military and economic interventions it has implemented around the globe do not represent an empire building operation. American foreign policy attempts to end war and create global prosperity through the spreading of democracy and capitalism. In areas which have accepted this paradigm, success has been great. For an example look at the economic miracle which has taken place in the democratic Asian nations.

Canadians love to hate Americans. Probably due to jealousy. They are the older sibling who is the worlds greatest doctor, rich and powerful, while we continue to smoke weed in dad's car talking trash about them."

I'm not gonna say I agree with what he says fully, but just about.

Redundant...

Having two blogs with Korean themes was boring. I've changed the layout, look, and title of this blog, well, sort of. This is where I rant while I just happen to be in Korea. Seoul has nothing to do with this blog really and my other blog is only about Seoul, so this just made more sense to me.

I don't really know why I chose the sellout thing, but it just felt right. Its about time I sold out really. I'm 25 fucking years old ya know, teaching, and not being a pothead. So in a way I think I've sold out.

There comes a time in every man's life where he has to make a decision and do something semi-responsible and mature.

I just noticed the song on my playlist right now is "We'd Have a Riot Doing Heroin" by the Queers.

It don't get any more grown up than that ladies and gents.

But yeah, the song's over now so its time for me to act my age again.

Kind Regards,
R

I don't have any pets...

The last pet I had was a bird that I ended up trading for a Tonka Truck when I was 5-9 years old. I don't really remember. I traded it because it drove me and my family nuts chirping all the time. Pet birds are like pet fish, only much more annoying.

My first pet was a dog named Sloopy. He ran away during the first week that I had him and my father saw it chained on to the steps of a welfare apartment on his way to work one morning. Some welfare bum named Spooky Lukey (who I later in life bought dope from) had Sloopy (this is true) tied on with a chain so thick the dog couldn't even move, let alone stand up.

My father went and got the dog back but he ran away for good the next week. I don't really remember being sad about this but I'm sure I was. One thing I do remember is the piece of carpet by the entrance of my house where the dog would sit. It was there for years. I don't know if I wanted my parents to keep it there or if I wanted to keep it there, or if it just never got removed.

I've only ever had two pets and I traded one away and the other one ran away. Maybe this is why I'm more of a cat person than a dog person.

Anyway, the point of this post is this: If I ever get a cat, I'm calling it "Dog," and if I ever get a dog I'm calling it "Cat."

You ain't got shit...

I just got the net at my apartment here in Seoul. Man, its so fuckin fast. It's actually unreal to me. Doesn't seem like over in Canada we could be getting ripped of like we are. How in the fuck can Korea have better shit than Canada??

Well, I suppose our water is better in Canada, and our air quality, there are far fewer Asians in Canada as well, and there's good food in Canada, and lots of easily accessible party enhancers, a larger variety of cars, and beer that can get you drunk.

But damn, the Koreans got faster internet.

I think 20 hours straight of the Korean internet is giving me Dandy-Walker Syndrome.

You can call me Mel...

[Disclaimer: The views of the author are not anti-semitic. They are comparative, and highly sarcastic.]

So the Jew thing...

In my hometown of Deer Lake, Newfoundland, there are some Jews. One guy is a dentist. The other one used to run some very successful stores in the town. Last year he closed up shop mainly because there's a Walmart in the next town now, and he focused too much on Sporting goods.

My point is that Jews are over-represented on this Earth. Their numbers are small but they are everywhere and everyone knows they're around. That is also how the Newfoundlander operates.

The Jews were persecuted by the Nazis and were forced to spread themselves throughout the world. Even before the Nazis, they were running successful businesses across the globe.

Newfoundlanders are also littered throughout this sphere. There are not too many places one could go and not find a Newfy if they were long enough.

Newfoundlanders are also being persecuted as we speak, but not by the Nazis, by the Canadian government. I'm not in the mood to go on this rant, so Greg, when you read this, leave a comment about how our island is getting fucked up the ass by Canada and I'll insert in this post. You must have built up a lot of love for Canada living in Quebec I'm sure.

But anyway, the persecution has led to us being forced away from our home and for many of us, there is no sustainable way for us to move back there and live a happy life. The Jews also have a similar experience but they have to deal with rockets being shot into their homes instead of a poor economy.

To move back to Newfoundland you have to hit the right numbers on the lotto.

VLTs don't pay out enough.

We're a lot like Jews...

Newfoundlanders and Jews have quite a bit in common.

More on this thought later.

It found me...

So it found me and it was awesome. I suppose it's my destiny.

Amazing bible studies...

I typed in the wrong address trying to get to this blog tonight.

http://richardwball.blogpot.com/ is what I typed.

Check it out.

At first I thought I was born again.

It'll find you...

I thought there were no drugs in Korea. I was wrong.

I was talking to some people who can get LSD. It's from Japan. I dunno if it's any good but if I had to bet, I'd say it's better than the Canadian stuff. Japanese people are quite efficient and this probably applies to their drug chemists as well.

Another way to get dope is by prescription. Because of the language barrier, Westerners can easily go to a Korean Doctor and get a prescription of Ritilin. Just say that you find yourself wandering when you're trying to teach and you can't stay focussed on the lesson. Apparently, the Docs will ask you if you want 10's or 20's and how many months you need the prescription for. They cost about $1 per pill here which is much cheaper than on the street back home.

I had a staff meeting yesterday and my mind was really wandering (hmm, maybe I need some Ritilin). There's one lady who I find oddly attractive. She's kinda old but I bet she was smokin' when she was younger. She teaches music and sits two seats down from me in the teacher's offices. The best way to describe her is that she's the Korean version of Anita Bloom. Anyone from Deer Lake will understand this.

To be honest, I think they are twins. I dunno what you call twins who share the same genes but are a different race. There must be a medical term to describe this.

I then looked around the room in order to stop sizing up Korea Bloom and for some reason I said to myself "There are about 50 people here. They were all children once. I wonder how many dong-chims they gave in total." A strange thought I know but I couldn't understand anything being said so I had to keep myself awake somehow.

My estimate is in the thousands.

For those of you who forget, a dong-chim is a Korean wedgy but a little different. Instead of yanking a person's underwear into their ass, they put their hands together, make a pistol shape with their two hands, and proceed to shove the two pointer fingers up another person's arse.

It was a challenge to keep the grin off my face while I thought of these unusual actions. I then remembered something about my own childhood. I used to give my little brother wedgies quite frequently and he didn't even resist. I think he was so small that he found it fun or something. I can picture it perfectly, me yanking on his briefs and him laughing hesterically.

My face was now converted into a full-fledged smile and I was nearly laughing out loud.

You know, I think I definitely need some Ritilin.

Or maybe a shrink?