The Discards of Spring

Saskatoon was freezing cold when I was there, at one point at night, -20 celcius plus nasty winds; but here in Korea, today felt just like spring. It was warm outside in the sun, warm enough anyway to feel nice with the sun on me, and not really wintry at all.
Today I did a [...]

Moving Blues

I hate moving. I hate moving. I hate moving. I hate moving. I hate moving.
That should tell you how I’m doing today. I have done a lot of the packing, but have a couple of important things I need to do, like cancel internet service, and call the water guy to pick up the [...]

The Miéville List

I’m posting the Mieville List — the fifty-book list that I am planning to slowly work my way through over the next couple of years — mostly to note that some of these books are going to be pretty damned hard to get my hands on in Korea, seeing that they’re either out of print [...]

Sadly Realistic

Despite the overstatement, I think Will Farrell really does capture the essence of the Bush Administration’s response to Global Warming (and all kinds of other problems). See here.
(via, er, someone I’m subbed to on Bloglines, but I can’t recall who… sorry!)

Those technical problems I mentioned…

I mentioned some technical problems with my work visa situation at the present. Those not interested in stupid loophole situations that will probably never happen to them, you may wish to skip over it and just know that I’m dealing with a pain in the ass. For those curious, though, I’ll get right into it [...]

In Bucheon

My new employer has a wireless LAN and that’s how I’m posting this. I’m just waiting for the secretaries’ lunch break to be over so that I can maybe get a look at my new apartment and my new office — they’re in buildings right beside one another, which is fine by me.
I got [...]

Poem and Eulogy for my Father

At my father’s memorial ceremony my sisters and brothers-in-law read a poem written by my mother, and I read a poem written by me, and a eulogy mostly “written” by me but actually “composed” by family council in one very long meeting the night before his memorial.
The poem is not really a Ghazal in [...]

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