U-238 Millimeters of uRAINium

Despite those who might think this audacious and awe-inspiring author down and out of the blog game, he’s back. He’s back like a warm spring after a cold winter, he’s back like the prodigal son, he’s back like the phoenix — reborn anew into this humble excuse for a blog. Also back are the exciting, egotistical, egomaniacal intros that have so made him famous in the realm of unintended Google search results. So pack your sunscreen, grab a drink, a snack, and please remember that the author in no way guarantees that you will like even half this crap, but his mom and dad read it so he does it anyhow. You of course read it not out of any kind of boredom but because you probably know that this is your one stop shop for tales of excitement and intrigue, more titillating and tantalizing than tartar sauce. Ready?

So, yes, I’m a lazy sonofagun, but come on. I’m back in the land of the morning calm and it’s awesome. And by awesome I mean slightly more exciting that sitting on my butt at my mom’s house during the cold, dead months of a Washington winter with all three cats and two dogs staring at me. Not to say those happy hours with high school buddies, seeing my family, and hiking were so bad.

I have no idea whereabouts I should start but probably the tsunami? So, as you probably heard, there was quite the earthquake and resulting tsunami over in Japan (no we didn’t feel a thing). However, last week-ish it was raining and I’m informed by the girlfriend (oh yeah, I have one of those officially now by the way) that I should bring an umbrella due to nuclear rain. Now, I’ve heard of acid rain, but nuclear rain?? If you pay attention to the news you can probably piece together that the fall out filled showers are due to the damaged nuclear power plant in Japan, damaged by the tsunami. I wish I could say I have three lungs now, or that my sixth toe fell off, or of course that I had spidey powers but I did get to leave work 30 minutes early. I’m not sure how leaving work early and radioactive rain drops affect one another but I don’t question time off. So that’s my story about how I learned to stop worrying and love the rain. Is it because it could affect our precious bodily fluids?

This year I work for a medium sized hagwon down in Gwangjin-gu. I’m very close to the Han River which is a huge bonus. I’m also very close to the aforementioned girlfriend-- also a good deal. Other junk you wanna know: I went to an island off the coast of Incheon this last weekend with the twice aforementioned girlfriend and some Korean friends, I’ve had pork intestines twice, more sushi than you can shake a fish stick at, and I’ve been to two baseball games (both of which my teams lost) however, I might go to one after work tomorrow and if you are in Korea reading this, call, text, email and meet me in Jamsil by 6:30.

Other stuff happened too. I’ll get to it, calm down. You’re worse than my students. Seriously, I’ll get to it. I’ll give you a sticker if you stop asking about it for just 10 minutes. Awesome.