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Just a quick note from Korea. We have arrived safely and are seeing the sights. I'm pretty tired and jet-lagged, so I'm heading for bed.
{ Monday, September 23, 2002 | Comment # }
The move was a success. We had four friends and 2 pick-up trucks show up to help us, and we were done by 2 o’clock. The new place is really nice, with new paint and tile. We still have boxes all over the place, and getting around the house requires lots of jumping and sidestepping and stiff-arming; Mable slithers through the piles like a snake. We arrived to find that the toilet clogged by one of the workers, and I had to go out and buy a plunger. The plunger I bought smells strongly of wood smoke, and is stinking up the whole house. If you come to visit and you think the house is burning down, don’t worry! It’s just the plunger. We have already met our neighbors on either side, and they all seem very nice. On the left, in a green house, you have Jackie (the mom), Jonathan (10-ish), Asa (12-ish), and a husband we haven’t met. They also have a dog, Ginger, and Mable approves of her smell. To the other side is a couple who will be leaving in October and going to Mexico for the winter. We saved our guest bed and I’ll haul it out of the basement for anyone who comes to visit. Or, I can set up a tent for you out back. { Monday, September 16, 2002 | Comment # } One week until I leave for South Korea. I leave on Friday, and get to Korea Sunday night. We will stay in Busan for a week to witness testing of a large (115/13.8 kV, 100 MVA) transformer for a dam here in the Northwest. Boring, I know. But a free trip to Korea isn't so bad. I'll probably see some typhoon damage, but hopefully no military activity. We'll be close to a US military base if anything does heat up. I'm off to buy a new Holga camera to take on the trip. If you have any isider info on Korea, let me know. { Friday, September 13, 2002 | Comment # } Our weekend yard sale stunk. The main problem being: our severe lack of antiques and collectibles. We did have one Coca-Cola brand metal Frisbee thingy that you hang on your wall, and that was sold (for $1) to the very first customer. The biggest sale of the weekend was my red North Face jacket for $40 to a couple who was very friendly and entertaining. The wife, Natalie, found a single shoe under our car and confessed to us her obsession with finding shoes that have been inexplicably divorced from their mate. She first interrogated us about the origin of the shoe (Me: I don’t know where it came from, I swear! Just stop slapping me!), and then took photos of the crime scene and bagged the shoe to preserve the evidence. She also took down our name and address and the exact time that she encountered the show. You think I’m kidding, but I’m not. The second most interesting customer was a guy missing one hand (I wonder what Natalie would have thought about THAT) who came in and racked up high-scores playing games on the computer we were trying to sell. He had been grocery shopping and had a bag containing toothpaste, chewing tobacco, and Fresca. I complimented him for buying the Fresca. All was not lost because I got to finish Word Freak, a book about competitive Scrabble players. I now recognize most of the names on this page. { Monday, September 09, 2002 | Comment # } Yesterday Beth surprised the heck out of me by busting out the line: "They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow" from Bob Dylan's Desolation Row. She saw the shock on my face and calmly said, "You don't know everything that's going on up here." (tap, tap on the head) I think it was all rehearsed to freak me out. { Tuesday, September 03, 2002 | Comment # } |
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