I’m not closing this blog down, but I have started a new one. It’s about poetry and writing. It’s called AND WE ARE NOT DEAD YET, Bukowski’s last line in a 1971 letter about a possible poetry reading in Florida. This line is attributed to watching a lady in tight white pants “wiggling by.”
Live poetry.
When I was living in Korea I’d read about kids dying from eating too much instant noodles while dicking around on the computer.
Gourmet Spicy?
Notorious computer rooms where you could ditch school and home because no one gave a shit. Or didn’t know where you were.
This Thanksgiving we decided to bring dinner to the Old Ladies.
Hand to mouth
It’s not easy to reconcile, but my Old Ladies are nursing home bound.
I was recently in a Southern food restaurant where I noticed that all their cocktails were made with soju.
Another way to pickle your watermelon rind
It’s cuz they didn’t have a liquor license.
I took a day to cook Korean dinner. It’d been some time since I made Korean food.
I’m watching you!
Would I remember how?!
Father’s Day is a Hallmark holiday.
How to eat like your dad
A commercial ploy to get us to buy stuff.
DIY Korean 