Entries from January 2007 ↓

This is so freakin’ cool. I remember watching this on PBS back in 1995 and I’ve always remembered it.

Well, it’s official. At least in Korea; MiHwa and I are married. We spent yesterday running around like headless chickens in an attempt to get all the documents certified. BTW, should you ever try to submit a document to the Korean registry, get it translated to Korean. I guess they don’t dig English… I also learned that no matter where you are, government workers are all the same. Indifferent drones.

We left downtown for MyeongDong where we did dome shopping and saw a movie before grabbing a bite for dinner.

Anyway, the wife is at work today, so I’m doing the Biff thing; did the dishes, cleaned up a little and did some laundry. MiHwa told me that they are testing the fire alarms today so I wouldn’t be surprised. As often happens, she left out the more important details.

I’m standing in my underwear doing the dishes when the doorbell rings. I looked at the front door LCD and no one is there, so I stick my head out the door only to see a worker walking down the hall. Now he did say something to me but oddly I didn’t understand him so I went back to my dishes. 2 minutes later, the door opens and some other guy walks right in, says something to me and begins to test the smoke detector. There I am in my underwear, doing the dishes with iTunes pounding away. Him: *Korean - roughly translated to ‘nice boxers’* Me: Hey

There was an uneasy silence as I kept doing the dishes and he kept testing the smoke detector. It was probably for the best… What do you say? Mental note, lock the damn door.

Well, I’m off to COEX.

After just paying 100 yen for 10 minutes of access, I found I could buy 24 hours of wireless access for 500 yen. Dammit. I hate when that happens.

I don’t care about the money, I’m just tired. I’ve been up for 18 and I have 2 hours until my flight leaves. Can I just say, there is nothing to do here. There’s plenty to do if duty free shopping and smoking figures highly on you to do list. There are a lot more shops and actual restaurants in the other terminal.

I’ve fired up a packet sniffer to amuse myself. Nothing so far but I have nothing but time. Maybe I’ll get password of some harried salary man. There are more than a few people on laptops but they’re all watching movies. “Come on dude; login to you bank or your email or something. Throw me a bone…”

I’m also paying close attention to the JAL mileage bank machine; I have two hours to learn enough Japanese in order to collect my miles. I guess the worst that could happen is that it would eat my boarding pass and leave me here with no place to go. At least then I could curl up on this bench and sleep.

So, if you surf pr0n in a foreign country but the pr0n is coming from a different country than the one you’re in, you’re fine right? I mean, the Japanese are pretty whacked to begin with… Roger? Biff? Anyone?