Radom Posting

I should be in bed, but I just got my computer back and I am in withdrawal. Those of you who know me, know I am attached to the damn thing. I have almost
completely finished installing everything. There are many things to tell everyone about and pictures to upload, but that will have to wait. So stay tuned for recap of the Chief's tournament party and our trip to Daegu as well as the ins and outs of living in Korea.

Oh, I do remember one funny incident. I was walking to the bank and I saw 3 Korean boys goofing around at the light waiting for the crosswalk. Initially, they looked funny because they weren't dressed typically Korean. Those of you who live or have lived here will understand. One of them was giving his buddy a piggy back across the cross walk. I caught a bit of their conversation - Korean with English swear words thrown in. Then, they realized I heard what they said and that I was a Way-gook (foreigner) and the kid giving the piggy back yells "I'm not gay, I'm not gay!!!" at the top of his lungs. I'm sorry that I was the only one around to witness this episode as well as understand it.

Remembered my reason for posting now. Here is the introduction to Logan in Overtime by Paul Quarrington. I have been one of the fortunate to find a copy as they are hard to come by. It's one of my favourite hockey books. I am reading one now - Tropic of Hockey and I can't stop laughing. It reminded me of this book. Thought I should share a laugh.

"Let's pretend," a voice suggested, "that we're one of those Frank Capra movies."
"How do we do that?"
"You know. Here we are, up in the heavens, looking down."
"Right. And all you see on the screen is a bunch of nebulae and assorted twinklies."
"Exactly."
"With violins," another voice suggested.
"Do they like this sort of stuff?"
"Some do, some don't."
"Okay. Here we go. Look down. Look away down there. Look at the town of Falconbridge, Ontario, population, thirteen thousand."
"Thirteen thousand and one if we count him."
"There he is. Staring right back at us, coincidentally."
"Is it he with whom was are going to fuck around?"
"Well," came a voice, considering, "he's doing a pretty crackerjack job of fucking around with himself. We're going to help him."
"What's he got? Marital problems? Financial difficulties? Mental anguishes? Emotional instability? Physical abnormalities and/or diseases?"
"He's got all sorts of general problems. We're here for something specific."
"Like what, for instance?"
"You guys ever hear of a game called hockey?"