Heading into another winter. This time being a few blocks from work will make everything much nicer. Finally and gave in and bought a motorcycle. It will be a nice learner for me. Way things seem to be going it will be good to be prepared for economical choices. Though, I am not complaining. I am in a relatively sweet position to the point that if I was at the casino, I’d be pretty content on walking out with my current standing. I suppose I should say something about Korean culture, meh, seems like a pretty same place. Some friends went to a home made rice wine contest. Impossible back how, considering the laws people would be breaking. No, there are not much for drugs but they do like their booze. Have not yet really pursued the Asian Persuasion. Drunken hook ups and broken Knoglish isn’t my game. I am a talker, that’s how I figure out how the girl is crazy or not and how a communicate, I grope with words rather than with hands. So I commit the sin and failed my gender for not yet having dated a Korean gal. I am just starting to see them as women and not as Korean. It’s not much of a concern for me. After the initial xenophobia you experience, one doesn’t notice much negative reactions. Curious looks here and there but since I am not in the sticks or walking arm and arm with one of their women nearly all interaction is positive. Perhaps its because we are here as teachers and have to be an educated sort there’s more of a rational trust factor. They know what we are about to a certain extent and perhaps less likely to receive some of the behavior a immigrant may get in the states. I hear the attitude towards the immigrant factory workers are not as pleasant. People are people but I will tell you honestly that I don’t miss the brash and ignorant behavior of the north American guido, the whole ghetto rich attitude of the “Urban seen”, and no that is not racist because I especially mean those white suburbinite ghanstas. Obnoxious behavior of some of the US women, all the morons with brainless political beliefs. I dont have to hear any of that collective trash, and after awhile you notice it. That life is more pleasant when you don’t have to deal with all those who watch too much tv. I don’t know any better if they are posurs or not, but they aren’t in your face and aren’t openly as needy for attention or self esteem. But. I just may not know any better. Life as a ghost aint too shabby.

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