  ok.  update.  a real update.  went to meet ms.  lex spahr of seattle wa ( well kirkland)
 and we had dinner at the moghul restaurant.  it was fun.  we ate,  we talked about being in korea.  two kids whose socialization is rooted in the hardcore scene have a unique perspective on this place.  so we talked a lot about BANE and how aaron bedard is a motivational speaker/
gospel tent revival preacher of sorts.  how the blurr setting on my camera can make streaming- light- style action photos similar to the type presented by such artistes as eric flexyourhead or " little"  mike witherspoon:
 urlLink link and we were laughing when i yelled " INCARNATION"  really loud at gyeongbukgung while taking photos in an 'early 90s hardcore record cover' style and it was really funny but maybe seven of the people who read this blog will get it,  because,  well,  you just are not DOWN.
 yeah.  i'd kill seven people to go to a hardcore show right now.  korean music is the most anticlimactic shit i've ever heard.  being here is like being time- warped back to 1988 and 1957 at the same time.  all the bands here are one-
hit wonders that nobody remembers after six months,  and the lyrical themes are all " i loved you,  you left me,  i want you back,  i was a bad person,
 come home please or i'll slit my wrists"  there is a counterculture here apparently.  i was told there is a bar called D. R. U. G.
 in hapjeong that is korea's punk rock scene.  then i was told " they had a house band until all the members got drafted"  most of my coworkers don't seem to understand my plight.  it's raining.  this is starting to sound like a fruity livejournal.
 this blog was meant to be a sociopolitical/ historical commentary and now i'm just whining.  i sound like doogie howser,  M. D.  and i need to be punched.
 new photos,  click here!  urlLink link i especially like the jindo -  i want to get a jindo,  bring him back to canada and name him " BO"
 short for 'boshintang'.  anyone who knows a thing or two about korean food knows why that is funny.
