Korea? Is that you I hear calling my name...

Wow. What a summer. Let's summarize.

Twenty-five interviews later, I have a job in Korea. Start date: Sept. 15th (ish)

Went down south to the motherland. Spent time with family. Little Lily Love is doing beautifully. She's got big bug eyes and a jumping fetish. Mom's got a gambling habit. Teresa's my new favorite sister. Dad's mom is dying. Dad's sad, and in his own words, "She was the only woman I ever loved."

Morgan and Mandy smoked the oblivion out of me. And their donkeys.

Sam came down to the mountains for Emily's big 21. We had a raucous time which included: a bad attempt at Salvia, a thunderstorm at a waterfall, and Emily puking at just the right moment, all over the sidewalk, next to the smokers who have been shoved outside by an unconscionable ban.

Dropped Mandy off in NYC to begin her new life of glam journalism. She can't afford New York, yet.
(Left my laptop in NY. I'll be back soon, baby.)

Almost gave up on life in Asia. Promptly got excited about life in Asia.

Reconciled with a dear friend.

Preparing to say goodbyes all over again.

Lesson learned: Never say goodbye prematurely.

I am in fact moving to the Junggye-dong area of Seoul. Which is next to the Nowon area of Seoul, which in my mind is like the Brooklyn of Seoul. What I've figured out: THERE IS NO BROOKLYN IN SEOUL.

I'm going to be teaching at a school that focuses on writing and speech. I've been told it's a specialized school, but then it occurred to me, when teaching English, when DON'T you focus on writing and speech? I guess in other jobs I would have been singing camp songs and having silly conversations all day, which sounded fine to me.

More to come. Promise.

Let's get this blog rolling...

I'm back! It's been a hell of a busy time here in Providence. I sleep til noon, drink til 2, and lose my credit cards daily. All of that is true. But the good news is that this lazy little f*ck just received TWO job offers to work in Korea (the south side, if you really must ask). Looks like sometime between August/mid-August I'll be flying to the land of high-rise apartments and working my ass off for the big bucks. In case you're wondering, I should be working in Seoul, and more specifically, the "Brooklyn" (hell, maybe the "Queens") of Seoul. Right now the best job offer is in a neighborhood called Sanggye-dong in Nowon-gu in Seoul. Let me break that down for you. Seoul is divided into "gus" and "dongs." A "gu" is kind of like Brooklyn or Manhattan. A "dong" is like Chelsea or Astoria. Make sense? Well, think that over real hard and then look it up on wikipedia if you need to. Anywho, the two pictures I have posted are of my potential neighborhood. And just so you know, this blog is back for good.

Announcement

I have just spent the past month graduating, hence the hiatus from posting. Now that I am officially rested and free from academia (for at least a year), I promise a brand new blogger ethic, one might say a certain joie de blogging. In the days ahead, expect a serious layout overhaul and fancy new features to boot. Until then, one might go here to see what I've been up to. Peace and love. Jonc.

I'm done

That's right. I'm done.

MUST SEE

When this comes to a theater near me, or when it goes straight to DVD, I'm throwing a BIG OLD drag queen party. Seriously. You have to see this. RuPaul is back. S-T-A-Double R-BOOTY!

If YouTube had existed...

...when I was 16, would this be my video? Thank GOD technology really picked up after puberty.

WARNING: Don't watch this video on speed. You may pass out.

My belated tribute to Jerry Falwell

Jerry, Jerry, quite contrary,
said the gays should never marry,
Stole the ministry of Tammy Faye,
and assured the sinners they would pay.

So here's a toast from all your faggots,
may your skin get 'ate by maggots,
your fatty stomach will fill with gas,
and finally your soul will pass,

To hell you go, my bigot friend,
all bad people come to an end.



May the world remember you only by this picture. Amen.