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August 2008

Not my son!

Not my son!

From a pro-Dokdo campaign.

I say this without expressing any opinion on the actual Dokdo issue, but merely as a critic of media advertising.

That shit's funny.


In the shit

I'm officially beginning my academic career. I met with my advisor, was graduate-student-oriented at the department orientation, and registered for classes. That makes this weekend the calm before the storm, I guess.


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Just cleared the spam comments. We might need to add a filtering module.


Structures for East Asian Language Complex Data Types

Structures for East Asian Language Complex Data Types

Love that title, now comment slaves~!


National Policy: Ugly Chicks Suck

China didn't allow singer onstage, hired a lip-syncing ringer.

Aside from the obvious statement on body-image in young women, didn't the chick they decided to put up front look kind of freaky? She looks too mature, not really childlike. I think the "real" singer was the cuter kid. Their choices suggest more disturbing things about self-image than the fact that they hired a ringer, I think.


America~

Posted this up here so I would remember the URL. I was intending to remark on it but I'm at a loss for words. This is the America I love.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080804/ap_on_fe_st/odd_car_fence

What the fuck grows on a palm tree, anyways?

Palm trees, and the other icons of tropical life, all tiki-ness, are incredibly cliched. Not only has the novelty worn off and they became a cliche, but their use as ironically cliched has be come cliched, and even the post-ironic, return to innocently un-cliched-ness has become cliched. They are the post-modern Ur-cliche from which all banality springs.


The Expat Life

I have been in China for almost 6 months now. I have made a few tiny trips out of town but in general I have been passing the days in Beijing. In summary I have to say I am loving it. Although I am never *strike* not always happy to go to work at 7.30 in the morning, I feel intensely happy and lucky every evening when I am on my way home for a relaxing evening or prepping up for a hang-out with friends.


Koreans know how to rock.

Stumbled across this blog about a Korean finger picking prodigy: Sungha Jung | The Fingerstylin' Prodigy. For those who don't know finger picking is a type of guitar playing where you use individual fingers to strike cords producing sounds it would take multiple instruments to normally make. I don't know crap about music so I had to look that up. Check out this video too:

In Loving Memory

Returning to the U.S. always has a weird effect on you. Due to the abrupt culture change, things tend to stick out like a sore thumb that would have gone unnoticed had you never left. The silly little nuances that are seen as everyday life are now seen in a new light. This new light sometimes fills your chest with a tremendous amount of pride for being a part of a young buck civilization that is now the only hyper-power and then there are those things that remind you that our status will not last forever. My answer to the latter, learn Chinese bitches. Just kidding… seriously though.

Eulogy 3

Eulogy 3

Eulogy 2

Eulogy 2