Monday, December 31, 2012

Monday

(The Velvet Hammer:  He fights to the death!)

Yesterday, I hiked ten miles.  The weather was freezing.  Plus my favorite restaurant was closed.  No delicious pumpkin pie.  No refreshing Dr. Pepper.  What a drag.

I took my family to church.  Driving is very difficult and dangerous.  Koreans are maniacs.  If I were king, I'd confiscate their cars.  Then I'd give each family a horse and buggy.  So let it be written, so let it be done.

I have a great pastor.  He's a card-carrying member of the Ivy League Mafia.  He graduated from Yale.  But I don't hold his education against him.

The pastor focused on Mark 14.  Jesus doesn't merely give us words before his crucifixion.  He also gives us a meal.  I like that.  We're fortified with his flesh and blood.  Now that's commitment.

We went to McDonald's.  I had a Quarterpounder and fries while the Children of the Rice enjoyed McNuggets.  I'm not sure what the Dragon Lady ate.

I watched Fox News.  Sean Hannity discussed the fiscal cliff.  Mr. Hannity called Obama the worst president in history.

I don't like the Velvet Hammer.  But I respect him.  He fights to the death.  Obama has more hubris than Richard Nixon.  We should declare him Caesar.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees.  Jesus was scourged and nailed to a cross like a common criminal.  He was then raised from the dead three days later.  I'd be crazy not to pray to him.  His power holds me captive.

I fell asleep at 11 p.m.  I woke up at 8 a.m.  The weather is brutal.  I didn't go for a walk.

The Huckabee Show came on.  I can't remember a word Mike said.  My memory is shot.  Perhap's I have Alzheimer's.

The Redskins beat the Cowboys.  That's cool.  The Super Bowl will feature the Broncos and Packers.  Peyton shall get revenge for being traded.

It's currently 3:30 p.m.  Today is New Year's Eve.  But I'm far too old and tired to make it till midnight.  I'll probably just retire early.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Sunday

(Zerohedge:  My favorite idolaters.)

Yesterday, I hiked five miles to my favorite restaurant.  I ate two pieces of pumpkin pie.  I washed them down with a can of Dr. Pepper.  Delicious.

I returned to my Soviet-style concrete tenement later that afternoon.  The Dragon Lady made Korean beef and egg rolls for dinner.  The egg rolls were smothered in chili sauce.  The meal was outstanding.

I watched several episodes of Supernatural.  I steal the show from this website.  The characters make me laugh. Sam, Dean, and Bobby are rural Americans.  I'm a rural American.  I like them a lot.

My wife and youngest son Bruce went for perms.  They left the apartment at 7 p.m.  They returned at 10 p.m. with ridiculous poodle hair.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  I refuse to go through life like some forsaken atheist.  No thank you.

I fell asleep at 11 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 7 a.m. I checked out my favorite website while drinking coffee.

The idolaters at Zerohedge are waiting for America to fall off the fiscal cliff.  The notion gives them great pleasure. I don't know why.

They worship at the feet of the golden calf.  However, the fiscal cliff is a deflationary event.  So precious metal will lose much of its value.  Perhaps one of them would be kind enough to explain their glee.

My prediction?  The status quo will win the day.  Wall Street and London are the real global power-players.  The politicians simply do what they're told.  

It's Sunday.  I try to keep the Sabbath holy just for the sake of my health.  We all need time to relax.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Saturday

(King David:  A warrior and a poet.)

Yesterday, I walked ten miles.  Exercise is addictive.  Plus it's great stress relief.

The hike in the morning was beautiful.  I battled heavy snowfall.  Then the temperature warmed up, and all that snow turned to rain.

When I got back to my Soviet-style concrete tenement, I was drenched to the bone.  The Dragon Lady is a clean freak.  She got weird.

"Are you clazy?  You must take da crothes off.  You make da floor dirty.  Take off da crothes!"

I enjoyed a piping hot shower.  The warm water hitting my cold flesh felt magnificent.  I desperately wanted a cigarette.  But I abstained.  

Being a former smoker is like being a recovering drug addict.  The urge never goes away.  I just try to keep busy.

I watched a film called King David.  It features Jonathan Pryce as Saul.  The movie is entertaining.  Lots of sin and violence.

David was the consummate warrior-poet.  He was also an accomplished prophet and  musician.  My personal favorite is Psalm 22.  

In the prayer, David predicts the crucifixion of Jesus a 1,000 years before the event actually occurs.  Now that's seeing the future!  The Old Testament is often quite spooky.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees.  I refuse to babble like a pagan.

I fell asleep at 11 p.m.  I had a horrible nightmare.  I woke up screaming at 7 a.m.  However, I can't remember the dream. Go figure.

I drank coffee and read the newspaper.  The Clippers keep winning.  The squad is up to fifteen in a row. They're on quite a streak.  

Being an expat is OK.  But I ain't going to lie.  I desperately miss American sports.  Especially football.

I hiked five miles to my favorite restaurant.  I ate two pieces of pumpkin pie.  I washed them down with a Dr. Pepper.

It's currently 1:15 p.m.  I'm sitting in a PC room.  I just received a disturbing email.  Google AdSense turned me down.

I'm heartbroken.  According to the experts, my blog just won't sell.  What a bummer.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless. 

Friday, December 28, 2012

Friday

(Ben Kingsley plays Moses.)

Yesterday was freezing.  I sat on the sofa and watched movies.  I didn't have a good time.  I like to stay active.

I viewed Moses with Ben Kingsley.  Ben's a wonderful actor.  Many years ago, he won an Oscar for playing a bald Hindu.

God prevented Moses from entering Canaan.  The Lord found him far too arrogant to start a nation in a new land. The job was given to Joshua.

The failure of Moses makes me feel warm and fuzzy.  I'm an angry human being who is constantly tortured by demons.  So I have something in common with the great biblical hero of the Old Testament.  I, too, fall short in the eyes of God.

Later, I ate beef with my family while sitting on the floor. The floors in Korea are heated.  Being seated keeps one's rump nice and toasty.  Having a warm ass is a fabulous sensation.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  Jesus taught us how to talk to the Father.  I just do what I'm told.  Submission is a big part of Christianity.

I went to bed at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I awoke at 8 a.m. That's ten hours of sleep.  I must have been exhausted. Normally, I'm up at the crack of dawn.  I'm marvelous that way.

I drank coffee and read the paper.  Russia no longer wants Americans to adopt Russian orphans.  I don't get it. Children need families.

I decided to go for a walk.  The Dragon Lady got upset because it was snowing outside.

She said, "Are you clazy?  You slip and fall down.  If you bleak da reg, it big plobrem. I can't dlive in da snow.  You must call da amburance."

I hiked five miles to my favorite restaurant.  I ate two pieces of walnut pie.  I washed them down with Dr. Pepper.  The meal came to eight dollars.

It's now 1 p.m.  I'm currently sitting in a PC room.  I signed up for Google AdSense.  They'll review my application. The process takes a week.  I want to make a thousand dollars a year.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Thursday

(E-Mart:  Talk about bedlam!)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served spare ribs for dinner.  We also had egg rolls smothered in chili sauce.  The meal was quite tasty.  I ate a lot.  I even gnawed the bones.  I'm a carnivore at heart.

Alcatraz came on.  The series is pretty stupid.  Nevertheless, I enjoy it.  Jim likes the show, too.  My family isn't sophisticated.  We're as common as dirt.

I watched a movie called Abraham.  The film stars Richard Harris in the title role.  Barbara Hershey plays Sarah.  It's three hours long.  Nevertheless, I didn't fall asleep.  So it must have been good.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees.  Here's the truth.  If you ask Jesus to enter your life, the Holy Spirit will appear and kick you right in the nuts.  I kid you not.  The rabbi is that powerful.

I went to bed at 4 a.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 9 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.

The Los Angeles Clippers recently won their 14th straight game.  I never watch American sports anymore.  I really miss football.  I support the Saints and LSU.

The weather is freezing.  In fact, it's so cold that I decided not to walk for pumpkin pie.  Tomorrow is supposed to be mild.  I'll exercise then.

It's now 2:14 p.m.  I'm currently enjoying a film called Joseph.  The movie features Ben Kingsley and Martin Landau.  Both are superb actors.

The Dragon Lady just got back from E-Mart.  She bought a lot of Korean beef.  Tonight we shall have an indoor barbecue.

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

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Wednesday

(Paranormal Activity:  Pretty creepy stuff.)

Yesterday, we went to Burger King for dinner.  I had a Whopper with French fries while the Children of the Rice enjoyed chicken tenders.  I can't remember what the Dragon lady ate.  Perhaps I'm suffering from Alzheimer's.

Dave came with us.  He's my friend.  We live in the same apartment complex.  Dave's huge.  He consumed four cheeseburgers like they were nothing.  No kidding.

We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement and watched a movie called Paranormal Activity.  The film is quite good.  It reminds me of Beauty and the Beast.

A demon is in love with a large-chested California girl. Sadly, she has a boyfriend.  This angers the heart-broken hell-creature.  He kills the young man by hurling him forcefully against the bedroom wall.  The end.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  I refuse to go through life like a confused pagan.

I fell asleep at 11 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 6 a.m. I drank coffee and read the newspaper.

Unwed Korean mothers want better government support.  I get benefits for my youngest son Bruce.  The ROK pays for his kindergarten because he's an interracial child.  I'm not complaining.

I walked five miles to my favorite restaurant.  I ate two pieces of pumpkin pie, then washed them down with a can of Dr. Pepper.  Delicious.

It's currently 2 p.m.  It's freezing outside.  Time to go home and view Supernatural.  I'm enjoying season five.

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

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Tuesday

(Merry Christmas)

Yesterday, I hiked five miles to my favorite restaurant.  I ate two pieces of pumpkin pie, then washed them down with a can of Dr. Pepper.  The meal came to five dollars.

I walked to a local PC room.  I enjoy messing around on the internet.  I often visit Zerohedge.  Waiting for the global economy to collapse is a hobby of mine.

I returned to my Soviet-style concrete tenement at 5 p.m.  I was mean to Bruce, my youngest son.  He celebrated his fifth birthday ten days ago.

Bruce was running around the apartment.  When I asked him to stop, he kicked me.  So I threatened to call Santa. He started crying.  

I don't feel the least bit guilty.  Cry me a river, little boy.

I watched the season finale of Homeland.  Talk about a great show.  Brody is now on the run.  The government thinks he blew up a CIA building.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees.  I refuse to go through life as a misguided nihilist.  Goodness exists in the form of God.

I fell asleep at 10 p.m.  I woke up at 7 a.m.  It's Christmas morning here on the peninsula.  The Children of the Rice opened their presents.  The Dragon Lady took pictures.

The holiday isn't very popular in South Korea.  The majority of the country is still Confucian.  And that's cool. There's no stress.

We didn't have to spend a million dollars on gifts.  Nor shall we eat turkey or ham.  In fact, our dinner will take place at Burger King.  My wife doesn't feel like cooking.

Christmas is a celebration of the rabbi.  Plain and simple.  We turn our faces to the mysterious night sky and shout, "Glory to God in the highest.  Peace on Earth. Good will to men."

Let me leave you with Genesis 3.  God makes a wonderful promise regarding sin.  He says that Eve's offspring will come and crush the head of the serpent.

Well, the Lord's words are true.  Jesus has killed the snake.  So let's keep Christ in our hearts.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless you all.

Monday, December 24, 2012

Monday

(Try to find a church you like.)

Yesterday, we attended church.  My pastor is the best. He played the electric mandolin while the rest of us sang Christmas carols.  How's that for service?

The guy graduated from Yale.  Normally, I'm unimpressed with the Ivy League Mafia.  But this man's knowledge of the bible is second to none.  And his sermons are very Christocentric.  All paths lead to the savior--even when reading the Old Testament.

We went to McDonald's.  I wanted Korean barbecue. However, money's a little tight due to the holiday season. No big deal.  I like McDonald's.

I had a Quarterpounder and French fries while the Children of the Rice ate McNuggets.  The Dragon Lady abstained.  She doesn't enjoy fast food.

We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement.  I watched a movie called Bird.  Talk about a downer.  

Clint Eastwood is a great director.  Nevertheless, Bird is a tough film to sit through.  Watching a man destroy himself with heroin just isn't a lot of fun.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  It's important to kneel when praying. The gesture symbolizes submission.

I fell asleep at 1 a.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 9 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.

Atlanta has home field advantage throughout the NFC playoffs.  My money is still on Green Bay.  The Packers will lose to the Broncos in the upcoming Super Bowl.  But what do I know?

It's currently 1:20 p.m.  Time for a walk.  

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Sunday

(Ted:  I laughed till I peed.)

Yesterday, I walked five miles to my favorite restaurant.  I ate three pieces of pumpkin pie.  I also had a Dr. Pepper.  The snack came to seven dollars.

I went to a PC room.  My favorite website is Zerohedge.  It's populated by idolaters and anti-Semites.  They worship at the feet of the golden calf, then complain about the greedy JewsZerohedge is a hoot.

I hiked back to my Soviet-style concrete tenement.  I watched a film called Ted.  I laughed so hard that I nearly peed my pants.  The Children of the Rice also loved the movie.

The Dragon Lady cooked pork.  The meal was good.  I ate my vittles with a smile on my face and a song in my heart.  I never complain.  I'm marvelous that way

The Talented Mr. Ripley came on.  Jude Law is a wonderful actor.  The film is quite creepy.  I highly recommend it.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  No big surprise.  I refuse to live like a filthy atheist.

I fell asleep at 2 a.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 9 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.

Nearly half the Korean population is making less than 27,000 dollars a year.  Plus the peninsula ain't exactly cheap.  You practically have to sell your first-born son just to afford beef.

Speaking of first-born sons...

The Dragon Lady hit Jim several times with the Spoon of Justice.  The boy is on vacation.  Nevertheless, my wife wants him to study.  Asian women take school very seriously.

It's currently 11:55 a.m.  Soon we shall drive to church.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Saturday

(Alcatraz: I like Sam Neill.)

Yesterday, Jim didn't go to school.  He's on vacation.  He won't return until March. 

I walked five miles to my favorite restaurant.  I ate three pieces of pumpkin pie.  I washed them down with hot coffee.  The experience was heavenly.  I'm a big fan of pumpkin pie.

I was too angry to blog.

My eldest son recently went to a party.  He won a contest.  His reward?  Two heads of cabbage.  No kidding.  Meanwhile, the other children were treated to chocolate and potato chips.

I got pissed off.  What the heck is an eleven-year-old boy going to do with cabbage?  I was quite confused.

The Dragon Lady gave Jim's prize to our neighbor.  The neighbor was thankful.  She'll use it to make kimchi.  All's well that ends well, I suppose.  

I've decided to put the sour experience behind me.  Anger is a cancer.  It'll eat you alive.  Forgiveness is much healthier.

I walked back to my Soviet-style concrete tenement.  I watched a show called Alcatraz.  The series features Sam Neill.  I like Sam Neill.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  I refuse to babble like a pagan.

I fell asleep at 9 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 4:30 a.m.  I'm currently enjoying Fox News and drinking coffee.

Wayne LaPierre--the head of the NRA--wants an armed guard in every school.  He blames the Newton Massacre on video games and television.  Others blame the occurrence on lax gun laws.  I have no answers.

It's Saturday.  I shall walk ten miles.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Friday


I'm taking the day off.  But have no fear.  I'll be back tomorrow.

Feel free to leave a comment.

God bless.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Thursday

(Grave Encounters:  I liked the film.)

Yesterday, I hiked ten miles through the rice paddies.  The weather was freezing.  Nevertheless, I had a good time.  I was almost knocked over by a startled pheasant.  Go figure.

I walked to my favorite restaurant for pumpkin pie. However, the darn place was closed due to the election.  I was bitterly disappointed.

I returned to my Soviet-style concrete tenement.  A movie called Grave Encounters came on.  A documentary crew spends the night in a haunted run-down mental asylum. 

What can I tell you?  I live in South Korea, so I'm starved for entertainment.  I enjoyed the film very much--even though it was just one big cliche after another.

The Dragon Lady served duck for dinner.  The meat was very greasy.  I had to consume several glasses of Coke to avoid the squirts.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  I refuse to live like a jaded misanthrope or a dirty nihilist.  I believe in Jesus Christ and the Holy Trinity. The truth shall set us free.

I went to bed at 9:30 p.m.  I had a very strange dream about stand-up comedy.  I only had fifteen minutes of material.  But the club owner wanted me to perform for an hour.  I woke up screaming.

I drank coffee and read the Korea Times.  The citizens of the ROK elected Ms. Park as their new president.  She's the daughter of former military strong man Park Chung-hee. Her victory is a real kick in the face to the victims of the Kwangju massacre. 

The Five discussed the fiscal cliff.  I can't remember a word the panel said.  Perhaps I have Alzheimer's.

I drove Jim to school.  We listened to Deep Purple.

It's currently 5:35 p.m.  Time for dinner.

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

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Wednesday

(The Lord's Prayer: Get on your knees and give it a try.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served shrimp fajitas for dinner.  The meal was good.  My wife is the shrimp fajita queen.

I turned on Fox News.  Everybody is still discussing the tragedy in Connecticut.  We live in a free society.  There are lots of crazy people with access to guns.  Sadly, this won't be the last mass murder.

I watched Lord of the Rings.  I've seen the trilogy a million times.  The Hobbit was recently released.  Maybe I'll take the Children of the Rice.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees.  I refuse to babble like a pagan.

I went to bed at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 6 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.

The New York Jets lost another game.  They are now out of the playoffs. 

The moral of the story?  Never acquire a player like Tim Tebow unless you plan to start him.  His presence puts too much pressure on a starting quarterback.

My mother called.  She had sent the kids some Christmas presents a week ago.  She wanted to know if her package had arrived.

It's currently 6:45 a.m.  I'm viewing Cavuto.  More Connecticut stuff is being featured.

Today is the Korean election.  Jim isn't going to school.  Another cold front is passing over the peninsula.  The temperature is well below freezing. 

Nevertheless, I shall walk ten miles. The rice paddies provide great stress relief.

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

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Tuesday

(American Horror Story: It gets better and better.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served beef and egg rolls for dinner.  The meal was OK.  Nothing to write home about.

But I didn't complain.  I just smiled and ate my vittles without a single complaint.  I'm wonderful that way.

I watched American Horror Story Asylum.  The episode featured Ian McShane as a psychotic Santa.  Jessica Lange impaled him through the neck with a letter opener.  There was lots of blood.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees. Kneeling symbolizes submission to God's will.  It's important for a man to know his place in the universe.

I fell asleep at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 5 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.  I have a subscription to the Korea Times

Lionel Messi scored 90 goals.  I guess that's a big deal.  He plays for a club called Barca.  I'm an American who doesn't know squat about soccer.  Forgive me.

The Five discussed the murders in Connecticut.  The panel thinks there should be an armed cop in every school.  I don't have an opinion.  I'm far too stupid.

I drove Jim to school.  I own a Santa Fe.  It has a diesel engine.

We listened to Sweet Caroline on the radio.  What an entertaining song.  If Hitler had met Neil Diamond back in the day, the Holocaust would've never happened.

It's currently 6:20 p.m.  I'm planning a Lord of the Rings marathon.  But I don't know if I can stay up until two in the morning.

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

Monday, December 17, 2012

Monday

(Kurt Russell in The Thing)

Yesterday, I hiked ten miles through the rice paddies.  Walking has become a weekend ritual.
 
I used to smoke like a chimney.  I loved cigarettes.  But exercise isn't half bad.  It's actually addictive.

I went to church.  The sermon revolved around Mark 13.  I have a great pastor.  He knows his bible.

Stress, anxiety, and fear are dangerous spiritual transgressions.  They blind us to the glory of God. 

The bad news?  I'm afraid of everything.  Driving, algebra, angry lesbians, Nazis, exotic dancers, Muslims, etc.  Fear is my middle name.  My demons have demons.

I took the family to McDonald's.  I had a Quarterpounder and French fries.  The meal was good.

We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement.  I watched John Carpenter's The Thing.  What a wonderful movie.  Kurt Russell is a great actor.  His skills are formidable.

I prayed to the Christ God.  And why not?  I refuse to live like some misguided pagan.

I fell asleep at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 6 a.m and drank coffee.

Meet the Press focused on the shooting in Connecticut.  Here's the sad truth.  I'm far too stupid to discuss an issue so tragic.  I have no answers. 

But gun ownership isn't for me.  No big surprise.  My angry wife might blow my brains out.

It's currently 7:50 p.m.  Time for Supernatural.

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

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sunday

(The Dragon Lady Likes Outback.)

Yesterday, I hiked ten miles through the rice paddies.  The experience was silent and blissful.

I live in a Soviet-style concrete tenement with a wife and two sons.  My apartment is a cramped noisy hovel.  So I appreciate a little tranquility from time to time.

I stopped at a restaurant.  I ate two pieces of pumpkin pie.  I washed them down with strong coffee.  I very much enjoy pumpkin pie.  Perhaps I'm a rube.

I took the family to Outback.  My sons and I had barbecue ribs.  The Dragon Lady went with the shrimp spaghetti.  The meal came to seventy-one dollars.

I prefer eating at small Korean restaurants.  But my wife--a Korean--doesn't like Korean food.  She finds western fare more appealing.

I took a nice hot shower.  It was marvelous.  Two favorite poets popped into my feverish mind--William Carlos Williams and Robert Frost.

These artists found meaning and excitement in the most pedestrian events.  They taught me that eating plums and talking with your neighbors are serious matters.

And that's what I intend to do with this blog.  Every day, I shall celebrate the mundane until I keel over from a heart-attack or collapse due to a massive stroke.

I prayed to the Christ God. I said the Our Father

What I love about Jesus Christ is that he takes away our burdens.  He teaches us how to pray so we don't have to spend tons of time finding the correct words.  He's a king, but he's a king who serves.

I went to bed at 9 p.m.  I woke up at 6 a.m.  That's a lot of sleep.  I feel good.

It's currently 6:50 a.m.  I'm drinking coffee and writing in this stupid blog.

Today I shall walk another ten miles.  Then the family and I will go to church.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Saturday

(Kelsey Grammer in Boss.)

Yesterday was Jughead's birthday.  He's five-years-old.  We celebrated at Burger King.  The dinner was nice.

I yelled at my eldest son.  I hate his smart-phone.  He brings it everywhere like some strange demonic girlfriend. 

Jim's love for technology is creepy.  The boy's a crackhead.  Plain and simple.

We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement.  I took a hot shower.  It felt wonderful.  Then I watched Boss with Kelsey Grammer.

I prayed to the Christ God.  No big surprise.  Who else should I worship?  Obama?  Thanks but no thanks.

My favorite website is Zerohedge.  It's filled with idolaters.  They bow to the golden calf. 

Me?  I never caught gold fever.  Perhaps I'm a retard.

I fell asleep at 9 p.m.  I had a dream about enjoying a Marlboro.  I'm a reformed smoker.  But I still crave the junk from time to time.

I woke up at 6 a.m.  I'm currently drinking coffee and watching Cavutu.

A crazy gunman stormed a school in Connecticut.  Twenty-seven people--mostly young children--were murdered in cold blood.  I'm not surprised.  Spree killing is becoming more frequent.

It's Saturday.  I shall walk ten miles even though it's raining.  Exercise is great stress relief.

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

Friday, December 14, 2012

Friday

(American Horror Story Asylum:  It's truly a freak show.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served beef and egg rolls for dinner.  The meal was good.  The egg rolls were smothered in sweet chili sauce.

The Factor came on.  O'Reilly railed against the unions.  A Fox News contributor named Steven Crowder got punched in the mouth.  Bill was disgusted.  He predicted that America will soon devolve into a violent cesspool.

Steven Crowder is a lame comedian.  He went to a Michigan picket line to tell his stupid jokes to proud working men.  He's lucky they let him leave with his teeth.

I watched American Horror Story Asylum.  The series is very disturbing.  It has everything.  Space aliens, flesh-eating cannibals, serial killers, possessed nuns, etc.  Give it a try.  You won't be disappointed.  You can steal the show here.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I pray every night.  But I'm not some holier-than-thou showboat.  I go to a private place when speaking to the Rabbi in the Sky.

I fell asleep at 10 p.m.  I woke up at 5 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.  Koreans are spending a fortune on private education.  The average family doesn't have two nickels to rub together.

The Five discussed the fiscal cliff.  Liberals want to tax the uber-wealthy.  Conservatives want spending cuts.  We'll probably have to do both.

Today is my youngest son's birthday.  He's five-years-old.  He has a big noggin.  His name is Bruce, but I call him Jug-head.  We're bringing him to Burger King later tonight in order to celebrate.

It's currently 3:33 p.m.  I'm tired.  I might go buy a piece of pumpkin pie.  But I can't seem to get my butt out of this chair.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless. 

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Thursday

(I'm just not cool.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady cooked barbecue ribs.  She stripped the pork from the bone.  Then she put the meat on toasted French bread.  The meal was delicious.

My wife and eldest son got into an argument.  It's final exam time here in South Korea.  So high-strung Asian mothers throughout the peninsula are torturing their innocent children.  Education is serious business.

The Dragon Lady often beats Lonesome Jim with a large wooden spoon.  She doesn't play around.  I call her weapon The Spoon of Justice.

The Factor came on.  O'Reilly discussed the war on Christmas.  He's been talking this same old nonsense for years now.  Perhaps he'll write another book on the subject.

I watched Homeland.  You can steal the show from this siteHomeland is fantastic.  Last night, Abu Nazzir got greased by the FBI, and Estes authorized the assassination of Brody.  I'll let you know how everything turns out.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  I'm just a humble servant who does as commanded.

I went to bed at 9 p.m.  I woke up at 6 a.m.  That's nine hours of sleep.  I must have been exhausted.  I usually settle for five.  I'm wonderful that way.

I drank coffee while reading the newspaper.  Arsenal lost to a fourth-rate English team.  Sadly, I'm a dumb American who doesn't care about soccer.  Sorry.

The Five discussed unions.  The panel prefers right-to-work.  I don't know what to think.  Confusion is my middle name.

I took Jim to school.  I listened to Jethro Tull while driving.  For a brief moment, I thought I was really cool.  Then I remembered that I'm an aging white man with a Hyundai and a mouth full of rotten teeth. 

Suddenly reality set in.  But what's a boy to do?  Should I jump off a bridge just because I'm not successful like Brad Pitt?  No way.  I'm having too much fun.  I've got many miles to go before I sleep.  Hopefully.

It's currently 6:45 p.m.  Time for Supernatural.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Wenesday

(I never complain--even when I eat dung.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served chili for dinner.  It came out of a can.  But I didn't complain.  I smiled and ate my vittles.  I'm marvelous that way.

The Factor came on. I can't remember a darn thing O'Reilly said.  That happens to me sometimes.  I just forget.  Perhaps I have Alzheimer's.

I watched the new Total Recall.  I absolutely hated the film.  The first one with Arnold S. was so darn good.  Classic.  How you screw up a Philip K. Dick story is beyond me.

I prayed to the Christ God on bended knees.  No big surprise.  It's not like I'm some filthy atheist or misguided nihilist.  Jesus is the living king.

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

I read the newspaper.  New England laid a beating on Houston.  The Superbowl will feature the Broncos and Packers.  But what do I know?

The Five talked about the mess in Michigan.  Governor Snyder made Michigan a right-to-work state.  I like unions.  They protect workers from becoming slaves.  Perhaps I'm a misguided socialist.  Anything is possible.

I walked ten miles today through the rice paddies.  Then I ate pumpkin pie and drank Dr. Pepper.  I'm beat.

It's currently 6:20 p.m.  Time for The Closer.

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

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Tuesday

(Jesus Christ doesn't love waterboarding.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made oysters and egg rolls for dinner.  The meal was good.  I never complain.  I always eat my food with a smile on my face.  I'm wonderful that way.

I turned on Fox News.  Mike Huckabee talked about the liberal agenda.  Mike's one of those strange conservatives who's convinced that Jesus loves waterboarding.

My eldest son Jim became ill.  He kept puking.  The poor kid vomited well into the night.  When your kids are sick, you can feel their pain right to your very soul.  No kidding.

I watched several episodes of American Horror Story Asylum.  I steal the show from this site.  Be careful.  The series is quite disturbing. It's certainly not for everybody.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I prayed the Our Father on bended knees.  Jesus is the master, and I'm the servant.

I fell asleep at 10 p.m.  I had a strange dream involving Roger Waters.  We we're sitting in my mother's living room chatting about Pink Floyd.

Roger is now 68-years-old.  He made over 80 million dollars this year.  I don't grudge him the money.  Unlike Jamie Dimon and Lloyd Blankfein, Mr. Waters actually earned it.

I woke up at 4 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.  The Los Angeles Dodgers signed a Korean named Ryu.  This guy is quite the pitcher.  Dodger fans won't be disappointed.

The Five came on.  The panel discussed the English nurse who killed herself.  Suicide is such a selfish act.  Those Australian deejays will never forgive themselves.  And for what?  A stupid phone call?  I don't get it.

It's currently 6:20 p.m.  Tonight I shall watch The Closer.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless you and yours.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Monday

(Meet the Press:  I watch the retards on Monday mornings.)

Yesterday, I walked ten miles through the rice paddies.  It was so cold and windy that my face became numb.  Nevertheless, I had a good time.  Exercise takes all my stress away. 

I went to church.  My favorite pastor was absent.  We had a guest speaker. 

The sermon revolved around Jesus walking on water.  The speaker also discussed the relationship between Christ and Peter.  It was fascinating stuff.

I took the family to dinner.  We had Korean beef and barbecue pork.  The meal came to 70 dollars. 

We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement.  On the way, we stopped at Dunkin' Donuts.  The Children of the Rice love that sugary junk.  I do, too.

I fell asleep at 9 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 6 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the paper. 

The Korean rapper Psy got caught making anti-American remarks.  Here's the truth according to me. Pax Americana has grown tiresome.  Death to the empire.  Long live the republic.

Meet the Press came on.  The panel talked about the fiscal cliff.  I'm too stupid to understand all the ins and outs. But make no mistake.  We're screwed.

If the government cuts spending and raises interest rates, we'll collapse into a deflationary depression.  On the other hand, money printing and zero percent interest rates will lead to an endless Japanese-style recession.  It's a case of pick your poison.

I no longer care.  Let the sky fall and the rivers bleed red.  Just more signs of the times, my friends.  So what's a boy to do?

It's currently 5:50 p.m.  Perhaps I'll watch Supernatural.

Anyway, talk to you later.  God bless.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Sunday

(McDonald's: Sometimes you got to do it.)

Yesterday, I walked ten miles.  Walking is my hobby.  The rice paddies aren't beautiful.  But they're quiet.  I get a lot of thinking done.

The family and I attended Jim's variety show.  My eldest son's performance as a game show host was absolutely marvelous.  He smoked the other children.  No kidding.  Jim dominated the entire event.

We went to McDonald's.  I had a Quarter-pounder and fries while the Children of the Rice enjoyed chicken McNuggets. The Dragon Lady doesn't eat that fast food crap.

My wife and I got into a fight.  She was taking too long at the supermarket.  I lost my patience.

I said, "What the heck are you doing?  Can we leave before Christmas, or should I set up a tent?"

She said, "You shut da mouth.  If you touch da food, I bleaking your finger."

Fighting in public sucks.  I get paranoid.  As a white man married to a local, I kind of stick out.  I should just relax.  Husbands and wives bicker.  It's all very natural.

We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement.  I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  I kneel because it symbolizes submission.

I fell asleep at 8 p.m.  I had a horrible nightmare.  My family and I died in a plane crash.

I woke up at 6 a.m.  That's a good ten hours of shuteye.  I must have been exhausted.  I usually settle for five or six.

It's currently 7:15 a.m.  It's colder than a witch's boob outside.  Below freezing. Nevertheless, I'm still going to walk ten miles.  Exercise is great stress relief.

Anyway, I'll talk to you later.  So long for now and God bless.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Saturday

(Karl Rove: What a boob.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served Pizza Hut for dinner.  The meal was good.  I don't eat dairy.  So she always gets me pizza without cheese.  My wife rocks.

I read a story on the web.  Karl Rove and Dick Morris have been suspended from Fox News.  I don't blame the network.  Rove and Morris are a couple of nitwits.

Republicans underestimate Obama.  They like to compare him to Jimmy Carter.  Republican stupidity shows how out-of-touch the party is.

The president is a tough-as-nails intelligent man with his own private kill list.  He has the eyes of a murderer.  I call him The Velvet Hammer.  I wouldn't want to be his enemy.

My eldest son's variety show was cancelled due to snow.  So the family and I watched Two and a Half Men instead.  The event has been rescheduled for 3:30 p.m. today.

I fell asleep at 6 p.m.  I was exhausted.  I woke up at 2 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.  There was a story about Messi.

Lionel Messi is widely regarded as the best football player in the world.  But I'm an American, so I really don't care.  Sorry.

It's freezing outside.  Nevertheless, I'm going to walk ten miles.

I have crazy future plans.  It's vital for me to be in tip-top shape.

At the age of sixty-five, I shall move to Miami.  I'll become a hobo and preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ to alcoholics, drug-addicts, prostitutes, and psychotics. 

No kidding.

I want to die without a penny in my pocket.  Screw the man, screw his money, and screw his gold.  There's a higher purpose out there, my friends.

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

Friday, December 7, 2012

Friday

(Two and a Half Men:  I always laugh.)

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

I turned on Fox News.  Bill O'Reilly talked about taxing the rich.  He thinks it's a bad idea.  What a shocker.

I watched Two and a Half Men with Charlie Sheen.  Mr. Sheen's a pig.  But he's a funny pig.  What can I tell you?  The show makes me laugh.

The Dragon Lady and Jim got into a fight.

She said, "Why you not study da math?  You so shameful.  You spit in da famiry's face.  Study da math!"

He said, "But I'm tired."

She said, "I not da care.  You da razy boy.  You must study!"

Their spat depressed me.  I had the urge to cut my belly open like a war-weary Japanese soldier.

But then I prayed to the Christ God.  Jesus always replenishes my spirit.  And why not?  He is the bread of life, after all.

I fell asleep at 10 p.m.  I woke up at 4 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.

The Five came on.  The panel discussed the fiscal cliff.  According to them, the poor aren't getting screwed by the rich.  Glad to hear it.

It's currently 1:50 p.m.  I have to go to another variety show tonight.  Will the madness never end?

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

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Thursday

(Sons of Anarchy: The season finale was freaky.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served beef for dinner.  She also made egg rolls.  I'm tired of egg rolls.  They're coming out of my ears.

The Factor came on.  O'Reilly talked about gun control once again.  The Jovan Belcher murder-suicide tragedy has set America on fire. 

But here's the deal.  Husbands and wives have been killing each other since the beginning of time.  In fact, if I'm forced to eat one more egg roll, I just might throw the Dragon Lady out the window of my Soviet-style concrete tenement.

I watched Sons of Anarchy.  It was the season finale.  Witnessing Otto bite off his own tongue and throw it across the room was freaky. 

Television rocks.  Back in my day, we were stuck with duds like Charlie's Angels and The Brady Bunch.  These modern kids have a sweet deal.

I prayed to the Christ God.  Don't get me wrong.  I'm not a good person. I simply find the ministry of Jesus very exciting.  His words turn me on like a light switch.

I fell asleep at 10 p.m.  I woke up at 4 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.  There was a story about multicultural children.

My kids are mixed--half Korean and Caucasian.  I've got the only two Asian boys in the world who can't do math.  What a kick in the pants.

I viewed The Five.  The panel played the Jovan Belcher 911 call.  It was quite creepy and sad.

It's currently 6:10 p.m.  Time for Supernatural.

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

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Wednesday

(Boardwalk Empire:  The Half-Faced Man)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made duck and egg rolls for dinner.  The meat was pretty greasy.  I drank lots of Coke to avoid the squirts.

I watched The Factor.  O'Reilly talked about the Jovan Belcher murder-suicide tragedy.  Bill thinks anyone who illegally possesses a hand gun should spend time in federal prison.

I've enjoyed his program for the past 13 years.  He's quite entertaining.  But the man is a horrible fascist.  He literally wants the federal government to control everything.

I downloaded the season finale of Boardwalk Empire.  The show rocked. 

Mr. Half-face slaughtered a passel of gangsters at the local whorehouse.  He used a sniper rifle and several pistols to complete the carnage.  The scene reminded me of Taxi Driver.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  Why babble like a pagan?

I slept at 10 p.m.  I woke up at 4 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.  There's a cold front in Korea.  The frigid weather is supposed to last till the weekend.

The Five came on.  The panel continued badmouthing Bob Costas.  Fox News is nothing more than neo-conservative propaganda.  Nevertheless, the network keeps me entertained.  So why complain?

I went to church.  The pastor discussed Jesus being the bread of life.  The sermon was quite good.  Christ is manna from heaven.  He's our nourishment.

It's currently 6 p.m.  It's time for Sons of Anarchy.

Anyway, all the best.  So long and God bless.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Tuesday

(Jessica Lange as Sister Jude.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady made beef and egg rolls for dinner.  The meal was marvelous.  I adore egg rolls.

I watched American Horror Story Asylum.  I have no idea how programs like this get on regular television.  The series is definitely R-rated material.

But I'm no prude.  Plus the show rocks.  So why quibble?

Jessica Lange plays a twisted screwed up nun who runs a loony-bin.  She's a wonderful actress.

James Cromwell is also featured as a sexually depraved psychiatrist who calls every girl he meets a whore.  Cromwell is a talented guy.

I steal the show from this website.  Give it a try.  Ripping off Hollywood is tons of fun.

I paid homage to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  And why not?  It's not like I'm a filthy nihilist or some God forsaken atheist.  I have faith.

I went to sleep at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 3:30 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the newspaper.

South Korea is having a presidential election on December 19th.  It looks like the daughter of the nation's most notorious dictator will be the next leader.  Try to figure that one out.

I turned on Fox News.  The Five talked about Bob Costas.  The panel thinks Costas should get fired from NBC for his opinion on hand guns.  What can I say?  I miss Glenn Beck.

I drove my eldest boy to school.  I have a Santa Fe.  Poor old Smith is a middle aged man with a Hyundai. 

Nevertheless, life turned out better than originally planned.  I'm one happy retard.  Perhaps my expectations are too low.

Tonight, I shall enjoy Dexter and Boardwalk Empire.  Don't try to stop me.  I'll break your fingers.

Anyway, so long and God bless.  

Monday, December 3, 2012

Monday

(Sometimes I pee myself laughing.)

Yesterday, I hiked ten miles through the rice paddies.  These weekend walks turn me on. Talk about stress release.

I used to be a heavy smoker.  I quit with the help of Chamtix.  Exercise really fights the craving.

I've been tobacco free for quite some time.  I can't see myself going back to the junk.

The family and I went to church.  The sermon focused on Mark 12

The Ministry of Jesus Christ is exciting stuff.  In this particular chapter, Jesus talks about himself as the capstone foretold by King David in Psalm 118.  The Old and New Testaments are very much fused together.

My pastor is a lawyer from Yale.  I'm not one of those types who gets giddy around the Ivy League Mafia.  To me, they're just a bunch of criminals with elite pedigrees.  Nevertheless, the guy knows his stuff.  He's a smart dude.

I took the family to eat.  We had Korean beef.  The meal was expensive.  But sometimes you have to splurge.

The Children of the Rice made too much noise.  The Dragon Lady scolded them.

"You da making too much noise.  If you not quiet down, I not give you da cola.  Rook at evelybody.  Dey not da happy.  Soon we must reave da lestaulant.  Why?  You da making too much noise."

We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement.  We watched Two and a Half Men.  I laughed so hard that I almost peed my pants.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees.  I refuse to babble like a pagan.

I went to sleep at 9 p.m.  I woke up at 5 a.m.  I drank coffee and went to the bathroom.

Grover Norquist appeared on Meet the Press.  Mr. Norquist and his buddies are destroying the republican party.  I no longer care.

It's currently 4 p.m.  Tonight I shall enjoy more Charlie Sheen.  I need a laugh.

Anyway, so long and God bless.  Peace. 

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Sunday

(My eldest son is a dancing fool.)

Yesterday, my youngest son Bruce performed in his kindergarten variety show.  The Dragon Lady made me go.  The event lasted more than two hours.

But here's the truth.  The whole thing was kind of cute.  A bunch of Korean rug-rats were dressed up in flashy sparkling costumes.  Then they sang and played music.

Gifts were given to various audience members if they agreed to perform on stage.  Jim won some hand lotion and shampoo for his snappy rendition of Gagnam Style.  My eldest boy is a dancing fool.

The Dragon Lady and I got into a fight.  I wanted to eat after the show at a restaurant.

She said, "I sick.  Why you not care for me?  You so shelfish--ee."

We returned to our Soviet-style concrete tenement.  She made eggs and hash browns while I watched Batman.  The movie was disappointing.  The one with Heath Ledger is so brilliant.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Our Father on bended knees.  Jesus promised that those who ask shall receive.  I believe him, so I ask every day.  I'd be crazy not to.

I went to sleep at 11 p.m.  I woke up at 4 a.m.

I'm currently drinking coffee and viewing Fox News.  There's a tragic story about a football player who murdered his girlfriend before committing suicide.  The kid was only twenty-five-years-old.

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

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