Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Wednesday

(Sons of Anarchy:  The best show on television?)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made fried oysters for dinner.  The meal was tasty.  We're definitely a seafood family.

I turned on Fox News.  O'Reilly talked crap about the difference between California and Texas.  According to Bill, Texas rocks while California is dominated by beggars and retards.

Here's the deal.  The American middle class is dying out.  And a country without a strong middle class is nothing but a banana republic.  Plain and simple.

I watched Supernatural.  Sam switched bodies with a high school nerd practicing black magic.  Supernatural is pretty freaking stupid.  Nevertheless, I love it.

I've downloaded every season.  I steal my television from this site.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I prayed the Our Father while on my knees.  Jesus is the was, the is, and the will be.  I want to be part of his plan.

I went to be at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.

I woke up at 5 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the Korea Times.  There was nothing interesting in the paper.

The Five came on.  The panel said we're going over the fiscal cliff.  And it's all Obama's fault.

The real emergency will occur when interest rates are raised.  Then you'll see complete collapse.  It won't be pretty.

It's currently 6:30 p.m.  I'll probably spend the evening enjoying Sons of Anarchy while stuffing my face with ice cream.

Anyway, God bless you all.  And I'll talk to you later.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Tuesday

(Grover Norquist:  Killing the Republican Party One Day at a Time.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made shrimp fajitas for dinner.  The meal was good.  My wife specializes in food that will burn a hole in your mouth.  She's the queen of spice.

I watched Dexter.  The show has completely jumped the shark.  Nevertheless, I tune in every week.  So they must be doing something right.

Meanwhile, the Children of the Rice enjoyed The Simpsons while sitting in their bedroom.  They have a television with a PlayStation 3.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father while on my knees.  Jesus is a powerhouse.  It's nice to have him in my life.

I went to sleep at 9:30 p.m.  I didn't dream. 

I woke up at 4:30 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the Korea Times.  There was nothing interesting in the newspaper.

Grover Norquist was on the Neil Cavuto Show.  Men like Mr. Norquist are destroying the Republican Party. 

The Republicans will never win another election until the Roves, Limbaughs, and Norquists of the world are cut off at the knees.

I drove Jim to school.  We listened to Lynyrd Skynyrd.  Southern rock is the bomb.

It's currently 6:30 p.m.  It's time for Homeland and Supernatural

I steal the best television shows from this site.  Ripping off Hollywood is a hoot.

Anyway, talk to you later.  So long and God bless. 

Monday, November 26, 2012

Monday

(Prometheus:  I'm too stupid to understand the film.)

Yesterday, I walked ten miles.  Jim stayed home.  His legs needed a rest.  He's only eleven-years-old.

The morning air was freezing.  But there's something very peaceful about the rice paddies surrounding my apartment.

Korea is a noisy country.  What do you expect?  Fifty million people are jammed into a space smaller than Indiana.

Sometimes a guy just needs a little peace and quiet.  That's what the paddies give me.

I went to church.  The sermon focused on chapter 11 in the Gospel of Mark.  Jesus enters Jerusalem on a colt fulfilling the prophesy of Zechariah.

The colt symbolizes peace.  Christ isn't the type of king who rides a stallion or a warhorse.  It's all very beautiful and mysterious.

Later, the family and I went for dinner.  We ate Korean beef.  The meal came to forty dollars.

We drove back to the apartment.  I call it an apartment.  But that description is misleading.  We live in a Soviet-style concrete tenement.

Nevertheless, our home is warm and dry and snug.  So why complain?  Life could be a lot worse.

The Dragon Lady and I watched a movie called Prometheus.  It's the prequel to Alien.  The film was darn good.

The Children of the Rice played Starcraft in their bedroom.  My boys sleep in bunk beds.

I prayed the Our Father to the Christ God while on my knees.  I refuse to babble like a pagan.  Then I went to bed.

I woke up at 5:30 a.m.  I drank coffee and viewed Meet the Press.  I can't remember a word Dick Gregory said.

I read the Korea Times while going to the bathroom.  Notre Dame will play for the national championship.  But they have no chance against the SEC champion. 

Make no mistake.  The Fighting Irish will get squashed like a bug.

My day at work went well.  I enjoy my job.

It's currently 7:30 p.m.  I shall watch Supernatural before calling it a night.

Anyway, God bless and so long.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Sunday

(Boss:  Overwrought but enjoyable.)

Yesterday, I went on a hike through the rice paddies.  My eldest son came with me.  He walked ten miles.  But the last three were very difficult for him.

Poor Jim was in tears.  "Why are you torturing me?"

I had no idea that I was torturing him.  I felt guilty.  Is ten miles too much for an eleven-year-old boy?  Beats me.  Today he only has to walk five.

I did twenty.  Usually I do thirty.  However, my back started getting stiff.  Perhaps I'm too old for all that exercise.  Yet I feel fine this morning.

The Dragon Lady called me several times.  She was very excited because she'd found several cans of Hormel turkey chili at Homeplus.  It's hard to get chili in Korea.

She made toc-terry-tong for dinner.  Toc-terry-tong is Korean chicken and potato soup.  The meal--which burned a hole in my mouth--was a little too ethnic for my taste.

I watched several episodes of Boss.  It's a show about Chicago politics.  The series is a tad overwrought.  Nevertheless, I like it.

I prayed the Our Father to the Christ God.  I paid homage while on my knees.  His will be done.

I went to bed at midnight.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 4:30 a.m.  I drank coffee.

It's Sunday.  I shall walk another ten miles before going to church.

I have a great pastor.  He's an Ivy League educated lawyer who tuned in, turned on, and dropped out.  I'll let you know how it went. 

Anyway, God bless and so long.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Saturday

(Sometimes you got to do it.)

Yesterday, the family and I ate dinner at Burger King.  I had a Whopper with onion rings.  The meal was delicious.

My eldest son was angry.  I wouldn't let him bring his smart phone.  Jim is an internet crackhead.

Burger King in Korea serves buffalo wings.  The concept is a bit strange.  But the chicken was tasty.

On the way home, we bought fruit.  I paid a dollar for an apple and two dollars for a pear.  Those prices are insane.

We got home at 7 p.m.  I watched Homeland.  I'm currently on season two.  The government now knows the truth about Brody.

Homeland rocks.  I strongly recommend the series.  You can steal it here.

I paid homage to the Christ God by praying the Our Father in my laundry room.  I'm a proud Jesus freak.

I went to bed at 9:30 p.m.  I woke up at 3:30 a.m.  I turned on Fox News and drank coffee.

It's currently 5 a.m.  On Saturdays I walk 30 miles.  I'm 44-years-old, and I do my best to keep in shape.  I'm a reformed smoker.

Saturdays are torture.  I pop Tylenol like candy.  Plus the weather is freezing.

Anyway, pray for me.  God bless and so long.

Friday, November 23, 2012

Friday

(Homeplus is the Korean Walmart.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served pizza for dinner.  She bought the pie at Homeplus.  Homeplus is the Korean version of Walmart.

The meal was nice and peaceful.  Jim was at math class.  He attends a math academy four times a week.

I turned on Fox News.  Bill O'Reilly is now on Thanksgiving vacation.  The Factor featured previous appearances by actors and comedians.

I played with my youngest son Bruce.  He's almost five-years-old.  We made a Lego tower.

Then I watched three episodes of Homeland.  Talk about a great show.  Claire Danes is the best actress in the entire universe.

I illegally download all of my entertainment here.  Give it a try.  Breaking the law is a hoot.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father in the laundry room while on my knees.  I refuse to babble like a pagan.

The ministry of Jesus Christ is very exciting stuff.  My favorite part is when Jesus reinstates Peter in the Gospel of John.  What a relationship those two had.

I went to bed at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 4:30 a.m.  I drank coffee.

Hector Camacho is brain dead.  He got shot in the face while sitting outside a bar.  Hector was fearless.

There was a story in the Korea Times about a man who murdered a housewife in Seoul.  He tried to rape her first.  When she fought back, he stabbed the poor woman several times.

The Five came on television.  The panel discussed Thanksgiving.  I'm an American expatriate.  I don't miss the holiday.

I drove my eldest boy to school.  Our family vehicle is a Santa Fe.  Koreans are terrible drivers.  Their automobiles should be confiscated and replaced with horses and buggies.

My day at work went well.  I actually enjoy my job.  I'm lucky that way.

It's currently 7:30 p.m.  Time for Supernatural.  I shall walk thirty miles tomorrow.  I need rest and relaxation.

Anyway, God bless and so long.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Thursday

(Dexter has jumped the shark.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made duck for dinner.  I didn't like it.  The meal was far too oily.

Fox News came on.  Bill O'Reilly ranted about loser Americans who want free stuff from the government.  Obama's reelection has really sent poor Bill over the edge.

Glenn Beck was one of the guests.  He also thinks half the population are a bunch of needy hobos with their hands out.

I watched Dexter.  I steal all my television shows from this site.  Dexter has really jumped the shark.  The writers are now flirting with the theme of incest.

I prayed the Our Father to the Christ God.  I paid homage while on my knees.  I do my best to submit to God's will.  Usually, I fail.

I went to bed at 10 p.m.  I had a strange dream about the military.  I got into a shouting match with a sergeant I used to know.

I woke up at 4:30 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the paper.

I have a subscription to the Korea Times.  There was a story concerning school bullying.  Lots of students are getting their asses kicked while trying to get an education.

I turned on The Five.  Some girl in her twenties named Michelle Fields said Walmart workers should be satisfied getting paid like modern day serfs.

And Obama got reelected?  What a shock.  Republicans are so clueless.

I took my eldest son to school.  I have a Santa Fe.  I listened to Video Killed the Radio Star during the drive.

My day at work went well.  I enjoy my job.

It's currently 5:50 p.m.  Time for Homeland and Supernatural.

Anyway, so long and God Bless.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Wednesday

(Boardwalk Empire:  The show has its moments.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made beef fajitas for dinner.  The meal was quite good.

I watched Fox News.  Bill O'Reilly's ass still hurts over Obama's victory.  Bill's convinced that the majority of Americans are losers who want free stuff.

I like O'Reilly.  But his hatred for half the population will eventually affect his ratings.

Next came Boardwalk Empire.  I steal the show from this address.  Illegal downloading is theft.  Make no mistake. 

However, I live in South Korea.  I've got to get my entertainment from somewhere.  So what's a boy to do?

I payed homage to the Christ God.  I prayed the Our Father while on my knees.  The Lord's Prayer defines the ministry of Jesus as both spiritual and social.  It's wonderful, mysterious, powerful stuff.

I went to bed at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.

I woke up at 5:30 a.m.  I drank coffee while viewing The Five.  The panel badmouthed Susan Rice.  They claimed she lied about Libya.

I'm tired of the American Empire.  I'd like to see us become a republic once again.  Pax Americana is for the birds.

I drove my eldest son to school.  Then I went to chapel.  The subject of the sermon was Abraham.

I didn't listen.  Sermons which aren't focused on Jesus Christ bore me to tears.  I'm weird that way.

I had a good day at work.  I love my job.  The time just flies.  I'm that busy.

It' currently 6:30 p.m.  I'll probably check out Dexter before enjoying Supernatural.

Anyway, so long and God bless.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Tuesday

(Supernatural.  What can I say?  I like the show.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made chicken ass for dinner.  Don't laugh.  The meal was delicious.  She also cooked French Fries.  Her fries are first-rate.

My eldest son helped me set up my new smart phone.  I recently bought a Samsung Galaxy Note.  Sadly, I'm far too stupid to use it.

Jim's a nice kid.  He's good with technology. But he's like a college professor.  All I want are easy answers to direct questions.  I never swim in the deep end of the pool.

"Son, how do I get a ring tone?"

"Well, Dad, the history of ring tones is very..."

"I don't want the history of this, that, or the next thing. I just want to listen to something snappy when I get a call.  Can you help me out?"

He finally set me up with the theme to Slumdog Millionaire.  Pretty cool.  I love that tune.

I watched Bill O'Reilly.  Romney got pummeled by Obama.  And Bill can't accept it.  He attributes Obama's victory to the notion that the majority of Americans are now a bunch of losers sucking on the government tit.

Whatever.

I viewed Supernatural.  I'm probably an idiot.  Nevertheless, I absolutely love the show.

I grew up with people like Sam, Dean, and Bobby in rural America.  It's hard not to pull for them.

I prayed to the Christ God before going to bed.  I said the Our Father while on my knees.  I refuse to babble like a pagan.

I'm very aggressive when it comes to Christ.  I want what he has to offer.  And I'm not afraid to ask for his divine grace.

Furthermore, I'm not ashamed to be a Jesus-Freak.  It's certainly more satisfying than being a filthy nihilist or a dirty misanthrope.

I went to bed at 9 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 5 a.m.  I drank coffee.

I read the Korea Times while going to the bathroom.  There was a story about Psy.  He sings a song called Gagnam Style.  My two boys love it.

Gagnam is a wealthy area in Seoul.  The song says it's full of sexy ladies.  I couldn't tell you.  I've never been there. 

I drove Jim to school at 7:30 a.m. We listened to Aerosmith's Mama Kin on the way.

Work went well.  I enjoy my job.

It's currently 7:14.  I'll probably watch more Supernatural before calling it a night.

Anyway, so long for now.  And God bless you all.