Well, we're into the first few weeks of Change We Can Believe in. On his second day in office Obama signed an executive order closing the infamous terrorist detention camp at Guantanamo Bay.
While I'm not completely happy with all the details, I think this is a sound move that will ensure confidence in the integrity and principals of the US, and that Obama will at least attempt to live up to the ideals and values espoused by the country he leads.
NYT Article here.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Bat Boy Kills Weekly World News!
Anonymous sources say the half-bat,half-boy found in a West Virginia cave is responsible for the death of Weekly World News! Well, I don't know about that, I suspect declining sales is the real reason.
Since arriving, they've got me teaching these half day 'English Camp' for students who want to brush up on their English at both Annam and Daebang Middle School. One teacher had suggested I do a newspaper theme for a day, so I came up with a lesson where I would supply a list of headlines, and students would work in groups to write articles about them.
The only catch was, I used crazy headlines from the notorious tabloid rag and all American original: Weekly World News. Most kids produced some very memorable articles. I'm kicking myself for not keeping them to reproduce here.
But as I was planning and preparing the lesson, I learned some distressing news that brought sadness to my heart. Alas, Weekly World News is no more. Funny thing was, I didn't even notice its absence during my time in the States.
I fondly remember reading crazy headlines about Bat Boy, Sasquatch, Space Aliens and Elvis sightings as a kid. Only once can I ever recall actually purchasing the magazine in 8th grade or something.
Still, its a sad day. Millions of Americans will be a little bit gloomier in the supermarket checkout lane, having only the chance to peruse the latest celebrity gossip that they already get saturated with. For me, its also a sign that things are changing back home. When, or if I ever return to the USA permanently that country won't be the place I remember. Certainly not without the latest on Batboy and Space Aliens.
Since arriving, they've got me teaching these half day 'English Camp' for students who want to brush up on their English at both Annam and Daebang Middle School. One teacher had suggested I do a newspaper theme for a day, so I came up with a lesson where I would supply a list of headlines, and students would work in groups to write articles about them.
The only catch was, I used crazy headlines from the notorious tabloid rag and all American original: Weekly World News. Most kids produced some very memorable articles. I'm kicking myself for not keeping them to reproduce here.
But as I was planning and preparing the lesson, I learned some distressing news that brought sadness to my heart. Alas, Weekly World News is no more. Funny thing was, I didn't even notice its absence during my time in the States.I fondly remember reading crazy headlines about Bat Boy, Sasquatch, Space Aliens and Elvis sightings as a kid. Only once can I ever recall actually purchasing the magazine in 8th grade or something.
Still, its a sad day. Millions of Americans will be a little bit gloomier in the supermarket checkout lane, having only the chance to peruse the latest celebrity gossip that they already get saturated with. For me, its also a sign that things are changing back home. When, or if I ever return to the USA permanently that country won't be the place I remember. Certainly not without the latest on Batboy and Space Aliens.
What I've Been Up To These Days
I did this crazy art activity with a group of kids the other day. I paired the students with partners and then showed a picture to one of the partners, who then described the picture to their friend in English. It was designed to get them to used descriptive words. I gave the artists a list of questions to prompt them. The results proved amusing to everyone. Then I switched partners and let the other student describe a new picture they saw while their partner drew and asked questions.
Above are the two pictures I showed them. The demotivator with the bird provoked the funniest results I think. I'm not sure how much they learned, but they sure had a good time. I only wish I'd brought more pictures so it could've lasted longer. Below are the pictures.
Above are the two pictures I showed them. The demotivator with the bird provoked the funniest results I think. I'm not sure how much they learned, but they sure had a good time. I only wish I'd brought more pictures so it could've lasted longer. Below are the pictures.
Walk Into the Past at YeongSang Theme Park
Hapcheon's YeongSang Theme Park, nestled in an obscure, remote valley in Southern Korea attracts older and middle aged people from all over. Around 5-6 years ago, nothing stood here at all. Korean film-makers came and built a whole town in a big empty field to film the hit Korean Television series: Yongsang.
Set in Seoul in the 1970's, YeongSang was a celebrated TV drama series featuring a popular young cast of Korean A-list actors. To film Seoul in the 1970's though, they recreated a large period set for outdoor and street scenes. They reproduced Seoul during that time down to the last detail. So naturally, the buildings, streets, signs, architecture, homes, and vendor carts are all "old fashioned." One can see Japanese written everywhere: remnants of Korea's colonial past. At times I could see minor errors in the Japanese, although most of it was astonishingly accurate. A book store on the street was filled with books dating to that period while the imposing steel train bridge was inspired by photos of infrastructure long since replaced. The style of the larger office buildings was distinctly different, as were the antiquated electrical lines and traffic lights. Streets marked to depict actual street names in downtown Seoul lead to an ancient set of timber sided railcars standing at a far end of the lot.
The sprawling set proved so large and so accurate in detail that it would have been a wasteful shame to disassemble it when the series ended. Film-makers returned to the location several times since, and eventually converted the place into a nostalgia theme park. Middle aged and older Koreans often stop by to remember things the way things were before their memories were paved over, replaced by the towering apartment blocks and contemporary steel and glass characteristic of Korea today.
The place had another level of meaning as well for my Korean colleagues, who have all seen the series on television for many years. But while I'm unfamiliar with the series and its apparently significant cultural impact, I still had a lot of fun running around and marveling at all the hard work and thoughtfulness that went into the detail of the scenes. Here's me with one of my English Teacher co-workers, who goes by the English name of Ivy.
Set in Seoul in the 1970's, YeongSang was a celebrated TV drama series featuring a popular young cast of Korean A-list actors. To film Seoul in the 1970's though, they recreated a large period set for outdoor and street scenes. They reproduced Seoul during that time down to the last detail. So naturally, the buildings, streets, signs, architecture, homes, and vendor carts are all "old fashioned." One can see Japanese written everywhere: remnants of Korea's colonial past. At times I could see minor errors in the Japanese, although most of it was astonishingly accurate. A book store on the street was filled with books dating to that period while the imposing steel train bridge was inspired by photos of infrastructure long since replaced. The style of the larger office buildings was distinctly different, as were the antiquated electrical lines and traffic lights. Streets marked to depict actual street names in downtown Seoul lead to an ancient set of timber sided railcars standing at a far end of the lot.
The sprawling set proved so large and so accurate in detail that it would have been a wasteful shame to disassemble it when the series ended. Film-makers returned to the location several times since, and eventually converted the place into a nostalgia theme park. Middle aged and older Koreans often stop by to remember things the way things were before their memories were paved over, replaced by the towering apartment blocks and contemporary steel and glass characteristic of Korea today.
The place had another level of meaning as well for my Korean colleagues, who have all seen the series on television for many years. But while I'm unfamiliar with the series and its apparently significant cultural impact, I still had a lot of fun running around and marveling at all the hard work and thoughtfulness that went into the detail of the scenes. Here's me with one of my English Teacher co-workers, who goes by the English name of Ivy.
Heinsa Temple
The teachers invited me on a trip with them to Heinsa Temple, arguably Korea's most celebrated Buddhist temple. I met the teachers at the school, where we all piled into two big charter buses for a long drive up the mountain. We arrived at our destination after almost 3 hours.Nestled in a narrow valley high in the mountains of Southern Korea, Heinsa temple's thriving monastic community is tasked with studying, copying, and preserving over 80,000 wooden print blocks, a complete record of all Buddhist scriptures in Korea. Since 1398, monks at this location have preserved and copied texts here, many of which are now unique to this monastery and irreplaceable.
The temple and monastery buildings resemble many ancient Asian structures. Further inspection however, shows the distictively Korean ornate color and style.
The most interesting part of the temple that attracts visitors, is the Janggyeong Panjeon Complex, which has housed the 81,000 Buddhist Scriptures known as the Tripitaka Koreana. Ancient Korean monks originally used this set of wooden blocks for printing copies of the texts, which are over 700 years old. After moving the Scripts to Heinsa, it became the home of the oldest complete version of Buddhist canon in Chinese script.
You can look into the four repositories through ventilation windows and see the endless rows of shelves housing the uncanny ancient texts. Originally written in 1230-1250, 0ne can only imagine the painstakingly tedious work of monks and scholars that took place 700 years ago. Some estimate it took 30 years to complete the entire copy of the texts.
Ancient Korean Monks also developed several ingenious architectural features in the temple to assist in preserving the scripts. By facing Southwest, the buildings avoid wind and rain from the Southeast. Steep mountains to the North protect the temple from snow in the winter. The architects also used different sized windows in the North and South to ventilate the the repositories, perhaps one of the earliest use of the principles of hydrodynamics in architecture anywhere (don't quote me on this).For reasons lost and forgotten to historians today, birds, insects and animals avoid the complex. Nobody is quite sure why. The government even created a different complex for an intended move in 1970, thinking modern storage techniques would preserve the blocks for future generations. Wooden blocks in a simulated test however, proved to develop mildew, and the move was cancelled. Even today the ancient buildings appear to be the best means for preserving these wood block texts.
Most of the text today though, is inaccessible to Koreans. The complete record of Chinese Buddhist canon is far to vast for ordinary Koreans. Only the most ambitious scholars of ancient Chinese or Korean Buddhism could even begin to unlock its secrets. The task of translating all 81,000 texts into modern Korean is still far from complete.
UNESCO declared Heinsa Temple a World Heritage Site for its cultural significance in Korea and China. The Korean Government also designated both the Temple and the Tripitaka Koreana as National Treasures.
Korean National Treasures Site
UNESCO World Heritage Site
Changwon's Wide Boulevard: The Road I Travel
My head banged the side of the bulkhead in the cramped bathroom of a Boeing 737-800 as I looked on into the mirror and struggled with the length of a necktie for the first time in six months. First impressions matter among the Koreans, or at least my reading on the matter suggested as much. In 15 or 20 minutes, the plane would touch down at Gimhae Airport and I would see my home for the first time in months. I methodically reviewed some greetings and key words in a Korean phrasebook despite knowing I'd forget them all the minute I walked through the airport peering around for signs leading me to the baggage claim.
But before I left the plane, I took a moment to ponder the course of my life. All the successes, highlights, failures, and lowpoints of my adult life flooded through my head. Faces of all the friends I'd made and the people I'd known and seen. I knew all the challenges in store for me. I would make some wonderful new friends, but I would be lonely and isolated for a time before this happened. I would have many wonderful new experiences and learn many fantastic new things. But I also knew there would be some unwelcome surprises as well. This would be the third time I'd step off a plane into an unfamiliar world and try to make it home. Once again I'd be a fish out of water in a new land. It wasn't until that moment that I knew for certain I'd made the right choice for myself in coming here.
As many of you know, I stepped off that plane over a month ago, and I'm now writing this from my new apartment. I now reside in a small city nestled among the rugged mountains in South Korea just West of Pusan's bustling port. I like the city. The jagged peaks shooting up all around look to have lots of potential once I find the trails that undoubtedly meander over and through them. The city is very new and clean. Stately rows of tall, white apartment buildings tower over wide boulevards lined with well manicured trees and shrubs. Wide bike paths and and attractive pedestrian walkways adjoin all the major roads through town. By any global standard, Changwon is a great place to go out for a stroll.
So far today, I've sampled 2 new restaurants. Both were good, but I have no idea what I ate, as I could only read the "Hite" on the side of my beverage. I took a run this afternoon through the cold dry air, turning down yet another undiscovered road, wondering what I might see or find along today's path. I spent the remainder of the afternoon shopping in some new department store, making flashcards and drilling myself with them to learn Korean. Tomorrow I'll plan a ski trip and search for a dry cleaners close to my apartment.
I can say confidently now that choosing this new life was the right thing for me. So I hope you enjoy reading Daily Belly Button Lint, now in Korea.
But before I left the plane, I took a moment to ponder the course of my life. All the successes, highlights, failures, and lowpoints of my adult life flooded through my head. Faces of all the friends I'd made and the people I'd known and seen. I knew all the challenges in store for me. I would make some wonderful new friends, but I would be lonely and isolated for a time before this happened. I would have many wonderful new experiences and learn many fantastic new things. But I also knew there would be some unwelcome surprises as well. This would be the third time I'd step off a plane into an unfamiliar world and try to make it home. Once again I'd be a fish out of water in a new land. It wasn't until that moment that I knew for certain I'd made the right choice for myself in coming here.
As many of you know, I stepped off that plane over a month ago, and I'm now writing this from my new apartment. I now reside in a small city nestled among the rugged mountains in South Korea just West of Pusan's bustling port. I like the city. The jagged peaks shooting up all around look to have lots of potential once I find the trails that undoubtedly meander over and through them. The city is very new and clean. Stately rows of tall, white apartment buildings tower over wide boulevards lined with well manicured trees and shrubs. Wide bike paths and and attractive pedestrian walkways adjoin all the major roads through town. By any global standard, Changwon is a great place to go out for a stroll.So far today, I've sampled 2 new restaurants. Both were good, but I have no idea what I ate, as I could only read the "Hite" on the side of my beverage. I took a run this afternoon through the cold dry air, turning down yet another undiscovered road, wondering what I might see or find along today's path. I spent the remainder of the afternoon shopping in some new department store, making flashcards and drilling myself with them to learn Korean. Tomorrow I'll plan a ski trip and search for a dry cleaners close to my apartment.
I can say confidently now that choosing this new life was the right thing for me. So I hope you enjoy reading Daily Belly Button Lint, now in Korea.
Las Vegas Airport: Among the Worst
While Las Vegas might be nice, anyone who's ever had the terrible misfortune of having to make a connecting flight through their airport can relate to my angst and frustration.
I actually had to leave the terminal and walk (run due to my delayed flight) along the road outside before finding my way to the terminal my flight departed from. Its a complete miracle that my bag ever made it to the place.
Korean Air flies directly from Las Vegas to Seoul. I'm guessing they chose it largely because there is a high volume of Korean tourists heading for the strip. Geographically its also a good place for a hub to connecting flights to Asia.
But the airport itself leaves a lot to be desired. This is surprising too, considering that Las Vegas is so dependent on tourist dollars. One would think their chamber of commerce would demand an efficient, top notch facility. Anyways, in the spirit of things, I'm listing the best and worst airports that I've ever been in. Because I wrote this list personally based on my own traveling experiences, it is of course completely objective and indisputably correct.
BEST:
1. Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur International Airport: Sleek contemporary airport is super clean and super easy to find one's way about. Bonus points for being super quiet. More bonus points because Malaysia Airlines is the best I've ever flown on.
2. Hong Kong International: Imposing facility with a big "wow" factor in its architecture. Also nice and quiet. Not as easy to find one's way about though. But some bonus points for Cathay Pacific being a close second in the best airline I've ever flown on category.
3. Denver International Airport: Nice airport all around. One certainly has some elbow room here. Might be 1 higher except its a long drive to get there, but this should change when they put the new train in. Bonus points for stunning views of the Rocky Mountains. More bonus points for having Blue Moon and Fat Tire on tap.
4. Phoenix' Sky Harbor Intl. Airport: People always hate on this airport but I never know why. Granted it isn't as pretty or fancy as some, but it gets the job done efficiently. I've never been confused getting around there. I've picked people up, dropped people off, and been picked up and dropped off dozens of times and have almost never had a hitch. And I recently saw it on this list for lowest flight delays in the US.
BETTER:
1. Minneapolis St. Paul: This airport is alright I guess. Never had any issues here which is how it should be.
2. Detroit Wayne Metro Airport. This one made the cut because they've got a cool train that runs INSIDE the terminal!
WORSE:
1. Dallas/Ft. Worth Intl. Airport: A giant confusing series of expansions and add-ons. They tried to fix it all by putting a big train that runs around all the terminals in a big wide circle. This was marginally successfull at best.
2. Frankfurt Intl. Airport: Big ugly mess reminded me of Dallas's add ons and expansions. It wouldn't be so bad except that for people with long layovers, there is NOTHING to do.
WORST:
1. McCarran International Airport Las Vegas: Definitely #1 on the worst. See rant above. This place was confusing and messed up to the hilt. Minus points for garish 1975 casino architecture.
2. Los Angeles' LAX: Minus points for standing in long lines the whole time. More minus points for being crowded and chaotic. Whether I was getting to a departing flight or trying to get on a super shuttle after arriving, I felt like I was trying to secure a seat on the last helicopter out of Saigon before it fell to the North.
3. Rome, Fumicino/Leonardo Da Vinci: Again, no fun, confusing, and generally an ugly mess. Leonardo would be rolling in his grave to have this forever linked to his namesake.
4. Ninoy Aquino, Manila: They have three separate international terminals here and you have to go to another terminal if you have a connecting domestic flight. There is a free shuttle bus that takes you there. The big problem though, is it only seems to come around ever 30 minutes, so you're better off walking, but just barely. Not much fun with the humidity.
I actually had to leave the terminal and walk (run due to my delayed flight) along the road outside before finding my way to the terminal my flight departed from. Its a complete miracle that my bag ever made it to the place.
Korean Air flies directly from Las Vegas to Seoul. I'm guessing they chose it largely because there is a high volume of Korean tourists heading for the strip. Geographically its also a good place for a hub to connecting flights to Asia.
But the airport itself leaves a lot to be desired. This is surprising too, considering that Las Vegas is so dependent on tourist dollars. One would think their chamber of commerce would demand an efficient, top notch facility. Anyways, in the spirit of things, I'm listing the best and worst airports that I've ever been in. Because I wrote this list personally based on my own traveling experiences, it is of course completely objective and indisputably correct.
BEST:
1. Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur International Airport: Sleek contemporary airport is super clean and super easy to find one's way about. Bonus points for being super quiet. More bonus points because Malaysia Airlines is the best I've ever flown on.
2. Hong Kong International: Imposing facility with a big "wow" factor in its architecture. Also nice and quiet. Not as easy to find one's way about though. But some bonus points for Cathay Pacific being a close second in the best airline I've ever flown on category.
3. Denver International Airport: Nice airport all around. One certainly has some elbow room here. Might be 1 higher except its a long drive to get there, but this should change when they put the new train in. Bonus points for stunning views of the Rocky Mountains. More bonus points for having Blue Moon and Fat Tire on tap.
4. Phoenix' Sky Harbor Intl. Airport: People always hate on this airport but I never know why. Granted it isn't as pretty or fancy as some, but it gets the job done efficiently. I've never been confused getting around there. I've picked people up, dropped people off, and been picked up and dropped off dozens of times and have almost never had a hitch. And I recently saw it on this list for lowest flight delays in the US.BETTER:
1. Minneapolis St. Paul: This airport is alright I guess. Never had any issues here which is how it should be.
2. Detroit Wayne Metro Airport. This one made the cut because they've got a cool train that runs INSIDE the terminal!
WORSE:
1. Dallas/Ft. Worth Intl. Airport: A giant confusing series of expansions and add-ons. They tried to fix it all by putting a big train that runs around all the terminals in a big wide circle. This was marginally successfull at best.
2. Frankfurt Intl. Airport: Big ugly mess reminded me of Dallas's add ons and expansions. It wouldn't be so bad except that for people with long layovers, there is NOTHING to do.
WORST:
1. McCarran International Airport Las Vegas: Definitely #1 on the worst. See rant above. This place was confusing and messed up to the hilt. Minus points for garish 1975 casino architecture.
2. Los Angeles' LAX: Minus points for standing in long lines the whole time. More minus points for being crowded and chaotic. Whether I was getting to a departing flight or trying to get on a super shuttle after arriving, I felt like I was trying to secure a seat on the last helicopter out of Saigon before it fell to the North.
3. Rome, Fumicino/Leonardo Da Vinci: Again, no fun, confusing, and generally an ugly mess. Leonardo would be rolling in his grave to have this forever linked to his namesake.
4. Ninoy Aquino, Manila: They have three separate international terminals here and you have to go to another terminal if you have a connecting domestic flight. There is a free shuttle bus that takes you there. The big problem though, is it only seems to come around ever 30 minutes, so you're better off walking, but just barely. Not much fun with the humidity.
Saturday, January 03, 2009
One Last Day of Skiing
Having bought a nice new winter jacket with my Aunt Dee's Christmas money, I decided it was probably best if I made use of the thing before I left the country. So I went up to Breckenridge for the Day to get in a day of Skiing. My mother decided to join me (although she hung out in town while I hit the slopes.
Turned out to be a great day for skiing, with the sun periodically penetrating the clouds and cool breeze coming off of the mountains. Definitely glad I have this new jacket on, as the more expert runs higher up turned out to be extremely cold and windy.
And after skiing in Japan for three years I'd forgotten how spoiled Colorado skiers really are. Even an average day early in the season proves better than the best elsewhere. I will say only one more thing: Vail Resorts sure knows how to gouge you.
Turned out to be a great day for skiing, with the sun periodically penetrating the clouds and cool breeze coming off of the mountains. Definitely glad I have this new jacket on, as the more expert runs higher up turned out to be extremely cold and windy.
And after skiing in Japan for three years I'd forgotten how spoiled Colorado skiers really are. Even an average day early in the season proves better than the best elsewhere. I will say only one more thing: Vail Resorts sure knows how to gouge you.
Leaving on a Jet Plane
Stressing and fretting about my new job is over. Killing my time trying to think up ways to make it go faster and pumping iron at the gym are done. I can finally relax. About the only thing I haven't been doing to pass the time is writing in this blog! But, my passport with the new visa finally arrived in the mail this afternoon (December 17th, 18th) and I can safely book a flight to what will become my new home for a time. Its done! Little is left to do but pack my things.
My wanderlust not yet sated, I've made the decision to go abroad again, this time to the Republic of Korea. I'm going to a city near the very Southern end of the peninsula. Those unfamiliar with the geography of the region will be relieved to know the city lies just East of Busan, about one hour by car from the bustling port city.
My short lived return to the USA proved wonderful and fascinating in many ways, but I don't think I ever planned on staying for very long. My wanderlust proved too strong. There is still far too much I have yet to see, hear, taste, and touch. I also find myself drawn back to Asia and the fascinating and different cultures and languages that compose this half of the world.
But while I'm excited and exhilarated about something big for the first time since finishing the Colorado Trail, this time isn't without its sadness either. I'll be leaving and missing my parents, whom I've had the privilege of spending real time with for the first time since finishing college. I'll also be leaving Denver, a city I truly think is one of the greatest and most livable cities in the USA and perhaps most of the world. In some ways leaving will be easy, as I think subconsiously I kept my distance, never getting too close to people at church or in the community. Perhaps underneath everything I knew I'd be leaving again sometime soon.
My wanderlust not yet sated, I've made the decision to go abroad again, this time to the Republic of Korea. I'm going to a city near the very Southern end of the peninsula. Those unfamiliar with the geography of the region will be relieved to know the city lies just East of Busan, about one hour by car from the bustling port city.
My short lived return to the USA proved wonderful and fascinating in many ways, but I don't think I ever planned on staying for very long. My wanderlust proved too strong. There is still far too much I have yet to see, hear, taste, and touch. I also find myself drawn back to Asia and the fascinating and different cultures and languages that compose this half of the world.
But while I'm excited and exhilarated about something big for the first time since finishing the Colorado Trail, this time isn't without its sadness either. I'll be leaving and missing my parents, whom I've had the privilege of spending real time with for the first time since finishing college. I'll also be leaving Denver, a city I truly think is one of the greatest and most livable cities in the USA and perhaps most of the world. In some ways leaving will be easy, as I think subconsiously I kept my distance, never getting too close to people at church or in the community. Perhaps underneath everything I knew I'd be leaving again sometime soon.
Stressing the Small Stuff
As many of you know by now, I've applied for work at a school in Korea where I'm planning on teaching ESL again. The job and position look pretty good. So why am I stressing, you ask?
I've had no end of trouble getting all the little things together for my visa application. For whatever reason the whole process this time around seemed to take a whole lot longer and be infinitely more tedious and problematic than I recall, although I can't say why, as all the paperwork was much the same in many ways.
Either way, I've decided that one of my resolutions for 2009 should be to learn not to stress about things out of my control. Logically I know worrying about things out of your control doesn't do any good, yet I do it anyways. Anyone have suggestions (realistic, helpful ones anyways) on how to stop?
I've had no end of trouble getting all the little things together for my visa application. For whatever reason the whole process this time around seemed to take a whole lot longer and be infinitely more tedious and problematic than I recall, although I can't say why, as all the paperwork was much the same in many ways.
Either way, I've decided that one of my resolutions for 2009 should be to learn not to stress about things out of my control. Logically I know worrying about things out of your control doesn't do any good, yet I do it anyways. Anyone have suggestions (realistic, helpful ones anyways) on how to stop?
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
First Thanksgiving in 4 Years
While driving up the hill through Prescott Valley into Prescott fond memories and images of my eventful past flooded through my mind. All that I could recall jumbled through my brain, old friends long since gone, jobs worked, stores and places visited. Recollections of driving my own Saturn from 5 or 6 years ago meshed almost seamlessly with the view of the highway I traveled now. A whole host of new strip malls, subdivisions and big box chain stores littered the traffic choked state highway, a cancerous blight slowly consuming what remained of the beautiful Arizona high country and prime habitat for the disappearing antelope.
Anyways, it was great to see Grandad and Evorine! While it was raining when we arrived, I was more than pleased to catch up with Grandad and Evorine. Noelle, Seth, and now Seth Andrew would arrive sometime later tonght. They now reside in Tuscon, where Seth finishes his graduate program at the University of Arizona. It'll be great to see them too!
The cold wind chills the sweat on my forehead as I run up Copper Basin Road. For the dozens of times I've hiked, biked, ran, and driven this path I still don't recognize much of what I see now. Bark beatles, droughts and forest fires, the first invading armies of climate change have slain many of the tall, stately Ponderosas that once stood proudly in this forest. Some hardy trees still stand defiant, stubbornly refusing to yield to the powerful minions of global warming that have taken so many of their kin.
Then it started raining on me and let me tell you it was cold! This time of year they usually get snow, and running faster was pretty much the only way to stay warm. Fortunately there were some towels outside in the garage waiting for me when I got home, as well as Evorine's good home cooking.
Seriously though, we all had a pretty good time. I hadn't had a proper Thanksgiving meal with family in four years. Fortunately, the Turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie all taste much as I remembered. I got some Christmas shopping done and gave my nephew Seth Andrew a big yellow dump truck/excavator for him to play with. He seemed to like it, playing with it for most of the rest of the morning. I had fun chatting with everybody and catching up. At this point I don't know if I'll see them again before I leave for Korea. Whether I do or not, I'll remember this Thanksgiving as a good one.
Now I travel to Korea soon. While I don't know exactly when, I know a whole host of new holidays, celebrations, and customs are just waiting for me to learn about and experience.
Anyways, it was great to see Grandad and Evorine! While it was raining when we arrived, I was more than pleased to catch up with Grandad and Evorine. Noelle, Seth, and now Seth Andrew would arrive sometime later tonght. They now reside in Tuscon, where Seth finishes his graduate program at the University of Arizona. It'll be great to see them too!
The cold wind chills the sweat on my forehead as I run up Copper Basin Road. For the dozens of times I've hiked, biked, ran, and driven this path I still don't recognize much of what I see now. Bark beatles, droughts and forest fires, the first invading armies of climate change have slain many of the tall, stately Ponderosas that once stood proudly in this forest. Some hardy trees still stand defiant, stubbornly refusing to yield to the powerful minions of global warming that have taken so many of their kin.
Then it started raining on me and let me tell you it was cold! This time of year they usually get snow, and running faster was pretty much the only way to stay warm. Fortunately there were some towels outside in the garage waiting for me when I got home, as well as Evorine's good home cooking.
Seriously though, we all had a pretty good time. I hadn't had a proper Thanksgiving meal with family in four years. Fortunately, the Turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie all taste much as I remembered. I got some Christmas shopping done and gave my nephew Seth Andrew a big yellow dump truck/excavator for him to play with. He seemed to like it, playing with it for most of the rest of the morning. I had fun chatting with everybody and catching up. At this point I don't know if I'll see them again before I leave for Korea. Whether I do or not, I'll remember this Thanksgiving as a good one.
Now I travel to Korea soon. While I don't know exactly when, I know a whole host of new holidays, celebrations, and customs are just waiting for me to learn about and experience.
New Mexico
As the holiday season began approaching, I decided to join my parents on their road trip through New Mexico and Arizona, culminating in Thanksgiving dinner with my grandparents in Prescott, AZ. But my parents decided to stop and visit the Cook family in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
I personally couldn't recall seeing Ed Cook and his clan since I was in grade School in Denver. Like my own family, the Cooks were longtime members of Bear Valley Church in Lakewood. I have numerous memories of running around the church building with his son after Sunday school classes.
Fortunately for my dad, he gets to keep in touch with the Cooks through Servicemaster, as they bought a franchise in Albuquerque. We stayed the evening with them and went out to a nice dinner at some trendy new restaurant.
I personally couldn't recall seeing Ed Cook and his clan since I was in grade School in Denver. Like my own family, the Cooks were longtime members of Bear Valley Church in Lakewood. I have numerous memories of running around the church building with his son after Sunday school classes.
Fortunately for my dad, he gets to keep in touch with the Cooks through Servicemaster, as they bought a franchise in Albuquerque. We stayed the evening with them and went out to a nice dinner at some trendy new restaurant.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Springing to Life
My lethargic, unemployment-induced unstructured routine has come to a sudden, abrupt halt with news about when and where I'll be shipping off to Korea. I got word from my new employer to ship out before Christmas, and I must book a ticket as soon as possible: before Christmas preferably.
All those tasks and chores I've put off so long suddenly take on new urgency. What to throw away? What to sell? What to donate to the Salvation Army? What to take with me to the Korean Peninsula?
Other things with no question about them: Write the blog entries I've been meaning to get done; Watch and return videos to Ed Cook; clean room; make necessary purchases for Korea; finish scanning old photographs; get Christmas presents for people, etc.
In many ways, its good. Its been so long since I've put in an honest day's work that I've forgotten how good it can feel at times. As I'm sure many people are no doubt finding in the current economic crisis, unemployment saps you, mentally, physically, and emotionally. I'm coming to realize that people (myself included) need a purpose or at least tasks to accomplish in order to be healthy and happy.
All those tasks and chores I've put off so long suddenly take on new urgency. What to throw away? What to sell? What to donate to the Salvation Army? What to take with me to the Korean Peninsula?
Other things with no question about them: Write the blog entries I've been meaning to get done; Watch and return videos to Ed Cook; clean room; make necessary purchases for Korea; finish scanning old photographs; get Christmas presents for people, etc.
In many ways, its good. Its been so long since I've put in an honest day's work that I've forgotten how good it can feel at times. As I'm sure many people are no doubt finding in the current economic crisis, unemployment saps you, mentally, physically, and emotionally. I'm coming to realize that people (myself included) need a purpose or at least tasks to accomplish in order to be healthy and happy.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Northern Arizona, 1999-2001
A collection of scans and photos from my time in Prescott, Arizona and my first semester at Northern Arizona University. I spent two years at Yavapai College living with my grandparents in Prescott. During this time I explored most of the surrounding wilderness and outdoor areas. These photos are all over the place.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Note on the Windshield
Going to they Littleton Family YMCA every day, I'm meeting some of the folks there. I'm not making any long term friends or anything (not that I'm avoiding it, I'm just focused on working out, like most everybody else at the facility).
Upon getting up to leave, I noticed a note on the car, which another guy had left. He mentioned his name and asked, "Do you remember me? We spoke in the whirlpool last week?" I instantly connected his Hispanic name to a guy I'd briefly chatted with in the whirlpool last week. He and I smiled and nodded at each other, exchanging brief pleasantries and introductions and making small talk for a bit about the Broncos and our jobs or whatnot while we both unwinded from a workout.
Like most people in that situation, I thought nothing of it. He or I got up and left and we both carried on with our lives. Then I recieve this note on the windshield, of a guy asking to be my friend and hang out together. He'd left a phone number and an email address.
I decided not to pursue the offer of friendship for a number of reasons. He knew my vehicle, so had seen me int the parking lot: naturally my first inclination was to wonder if he was stalking me. He's also obviously lacking in social skills. How concerned should I be? This peculiar offer from a awkward guy I'd met in the men's restroom at the YMCA?
Plus, I'd be leaving for South Korea in the coming weeks, what sort of friendship could I possibly offer? Go get beers or once or twice and then say, "So long"? I threw the note away a few days ago and didn't think much of it.
Lately I've been wondering though: What if? I've always been socially awkward at times. At this junction in my life, I'm not exactly Mr. Sociable myself, with a big network of friends in the area I can lean on and tap into. Social encounters have twisted me up into dense, . Had my life taken a few slightly less fortunate twists and turns, might I be as shy and timid as he was? How easily could that have been me in a different life?
But I've been thinking lately. Perhaps he isn't some deranged psycho. Maybe he's just a lonely guy who needs a friend. How many alienated folks exist out there, deprived of the basic human need for companionship and association? Perhaps he's just like me.
Littleton Family YMCA
Upon getting up to leave, I noticed a note on the car, which another guy had left. He mentioned his name and asked, "Do you remember me? We spoke in the whirlpool last week?" I instantly connected his Hispanic name to a guy I'd briefly chatted with in the whirlpool last week. He and I smiled and nodded at each other, exchanging brief pleasantries and introductions and making small talk for a bit about the Broncos and our jobs or whatnot while we both unwinded from a workout.
Like most people in that situation, I thought nothing of it. He or I got up and left and we both carried on with our lives. Then I recieve this note on the windshield, of a guy asking to be my friend and hang out together. He'd left a phone number and an email address.
I decided not to pursue the offer of friendship for a number of reasons. He knew my vehicle, so had seen me int the parking lot: naturally my first inclination was to wonder if he was stalking me. He's also obviously lacking in social skills. How concerned should I be? This peculiar offer from a awkward guy I'd met in the men's restroom at the YMCA?
Plus, I'd be leaving for South Korea in the coming weeks, what sort of friendship could I possibly offer? Go get beers or once or twice and then say, "So long"? I threw the note away a few days ago and didn't think much of it.
Lately I've been wondering though: What if? I've always been socially awkward at times. At this junction in my life, I'm not exactly Mr. Sociable myself, with a big network of friends in the area I can lean on and tap into. Social encounters have twisted me up into dense, . Had my life taken a few slightly less fortunate twists and turns, might I be as shy and timid as he was? How easily could that have been me in a different life?
But I've been thinking lately. Perhaps he isn't some deranged psycho. Maybe he's just a lonely guy who needs a friend. How many alienated folks exist out there, deprived of the basic human need for companionship and association? Perhaps he's just like me.
Littleton Family YMCA
Saturday, November 22, 2008
New Book
I've been going through old things as I clear out old junk and ran across this book, Motivating Students Who Don't Care, by Allen N Mendler. As I recall my friend Dan Assink gave the book to me, but by the time I got it I was far too busy to get around to reading it and it hasn't turned up till now!
Dan taught social studies in the high school at our school in Kuwait, and was always a really nice guy. His wife taught math with me in the middle school. I always admired Dan for his endlessly positive attitude.
On a few occasions, I sought him out for advice, and he ended up giving me this book one time. Unfortunately I never had a chance to read it when I was there, nor did I get a chance to return it to him. But its nice that I'll have a chance to read it now.
I've always had mixed results reading these sorts of books and trying to improve my teaching through them. For whatever reason I haven't always found them helpful. We'll see. Perhaps this one will be better. Any of my readers familiar with this book please let me know.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thailand & Cambodia Album
Here is my album from my trip to Thailand & Cambodia. I went here during my first Winter vacation when I was living in Japan. Despite having to steer clear of Phuket during the 2004 Tsunami (I was a day away from heading there when it hit) I had a great time. The icing on the cake was making it overland to Ankor Wat temple in Cambodia, which became the highlight of the trip.
I also managed to get my diving certificate in Koh Chang, a small island off the coast of Eastern Thailand & Western Cambodia. I've seen much better diving since, but the warm, calm water of the Sea of Thailand (not to mention the exchange rate) makes Thailand the perfect location to learn SCUBA diving.
I'm kind of embarrassed to look at the pictures. I didn't know what I was doing with photoshop at the time, and kind of screwed a lot of these up by messing with the hue and saturation too much. Unfortunately I didn't back them up, so while some pictures are alright, others are kind of... interesting.
I also managed to get my diving certificate in Koh Chang, a small island off the coast of Eastern Thailand & Western Cambodia. I've seen much better diving since, but the warm, calm water of the Sea of Thailand (not to mention the exchange rate) makes Thailand the perfect location to learn SCUBA diving.
I'm kind of embarrassed to look at the pictures. I didn't know what I was doing with photoshop at the time, and kind of screwed a lot of these up by messing with the hue and saturation too much. Unfortunately I didn't back them up, so while some pictures are alright, others are kind of... interesting.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Conspiracy Theories New & Old
An old friend of mine from college has recently been sending me news items via e-mail from an obscure news outlet. The subject of all these pieces center around a lawsuit alleging that Barack Obama is not eligible to be president due to questions about his birth certificate and citizenship. After reviewing things through mainstream news outlets, factcheck.org, and some other sources, I've come to conclude the lawsuit has little merit besides raising awareness of the fact that there isn't really any consistent process for determining the qualifications for presidential candidates, particularly the obscure clause about presidents being "native born citizens."But the lawsuit continued and my friend wholeheartedly believes that Obama and his cronies are illegally hiding this disqualification. This, my friends, is the latest in a long line of garden variety conspiracy theories. I suspect this lawsuit will be thrown out soon enough.
My real question and curiosity centers around the conspiracy theory itself. I suspect people believe conspiracies because they offer simple, dramatic, and clear explanations for bad events that are too difficult or too complex to understand. 9/11, the Communist Red Scare, and the JFK assassination all generated numerous conspiracy theories. Europeans during and after World War I all came up with wild explanations for the events that transpired.
Conspiracy theories all seem to have a similar set of features. They all try and explain events or happenings that are difficult to comprehend or put in context. Economic downturns, terrorist attacks from distant, misunderstood cultures that are out of context, the random assassination of JFK, etc. Not only do conspiracy theories offer believers a supposedly better understanding of the event, but they also offer people an understanding of the event that they prefer to mainstream explanations. Conspiracy theories are always simpler, more dramatic stories that casts the believer as a good guy fighting some shadowy group of "conspirators."
The other feature that seems to persist in conspiracy theories is that the conspirators are usually invisible people who can't easily be held accountable to evidence. The conspiracy theory offers as an explanation of evidence but rarely can it be proven (which is why people should be suspicious of them). Despite the official account of JFK's assassination, people persist in linking it to everything from mob ties in labor unions, shadowy figures in the military industrial complex, or even the Freemasons. The conspiracy theory at its core too often proves irrational and paranoid and serves to ease the mind of the believer more than be a call to action or something to indict wrongdoers. It can't indict anyone of wrongdoing because the figures are all invisible and the theory of course can never be proven. THAT is probably why these theories persist long after they've been disproven. Society doesn't need the theory, THE BELIEVERS DO.
In this latest instance, I read all sorts of accounts about the Obama team conspiring with State legislators, the DNC and others. Crazy tales about people dipping birth certificate paper in special acids to melt the print off an official birth certificate for forgeries abound all over right wing blogs. Predictably, in all the instances, the claims made are fairly simple and straightforward despite their outlandish nature. Most claims are relatively unverifiable as well. So just like UFOs in Roswell, even if the doubters had Obama's official birth certificate in hand I could almost guarantee most of these bloggers would never believe it despite all evidence to the contrary.
Perhaps for some it is easier to buy into a conspiracy theory than it is to face facts about the changing social, political, cultural, and economic realities of America today. It is easier to think that a small group of people are up to no good than it is to absorb and digest complex socio- economic trends and labrynthine institutional paradigms that are completely out of one's control. Conspiracists find it more convenient to point fingers at a familiar face on the evening news and blame them for tragedy. Wrapping one's head around the often puzzling ambiguities of reality proves more difficult. People like the revelatory eloquence of a generated fiction to the often unsatisfying bewilderment of life.
Obama and his team seem to be media savvy enough to know that responding to this lawsuit risks exacerbating it. The Obama campaign appear to have done all that can be reasonably expected to show Obama meets constitutional qualifications. They know the increased media attention resulting from an overly active response could backfire. The mainstream media may not follow some obscure lawsuit, but they WILL take up anything the president-elect discusses at a press conference. Had Obama responded, more people would come to believe it carries weight as a legitimate issue. They also know any response won't satisfy doubters and haters if they aren't satisfied already. The mainstream press is also wise to avoid reporting and commenting on this train wreck of a lawsuit.
The tragedy in pursuing this nonsense will be the resulting disfavor and suspicion that it will bring to the truly legitimate and reliable voices in the conservative blog-o-sphere. While those responsible for these accusations ultimately shoot their own credibility in the foot, they deserve as much. But what of the many sensible and responsible conservative bloggers, journalists, and other right leaning voices around? What of the educated and informed conservative folks with very reasonable and valid criticisms of Obama? The real tragedy is that these other people risk losing credibility with them. Simple guilt by association may ultimately taint the Republican party and conservatives in general through connection to these rumors and it will ultimately prove detrimental to their own cause.
Think of it this way through a similar but related issue: Why should I take anyone seriously on any issue of public conern who is so uninformed as to still think that Barack Obama is a Muslim (23% of Texans as of Oct in a UT Poll)? Unless the conservative movement severs its ties from such appalling ignorance and preposterous conspiracies it risks not only jeopardizing its own political and intellectual efficacy but also threatens its very necessary role as the loyal opposition. As liberal as I am, I do think we need a check on the unrestrained power of the left. Without the voice of sensible and reasoned conservative opposition to liberal ideas, a lot of poor policy making decisions could come about. If conservative voices completely destroy the political capital that stems from credibility and their good reputations as intelligent responsible citizens, who remains to give voice to legitimate problems and concerns with potentially bad policy proposals from the left?
Any thoughts or input readers?
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Climbing in the Paradise Forks
The Paradise Forks Area forms the remote upper end of Oak Creek Northern Arizona. It isn't too far from Williams, Arizona. Created by volcanic activity many moons ago, The narrow, basalt canyons offer climbers wonderful opportunities to tear up and bloody their hands jamming them into vertical cracks all day. No, really, its great fun.
It eventually pours into the West Fork of Oak Creek. Someday I'd like to explore it from this end and take it all the way there. The stately Ponderosa Pines create a wonderful backdrop for camping, and it makes an all around wonderful place, secluded from most everybody except a few other climbers.
I first journeyed there with my father and his friend and colleague, Danny Cox. We spent a couple of days climbing and camping out and had a wonderful time. I only returned two or three other times, and wish I'd gotten out there more often. As you can see below, we had a great time and got some wonderful technical shots showing off the different routes.
It eventually pours into the West Fork of Oak Creek. Someday I'd like to explore it from this end and take it all the way there. The stately Ponderosa Pines create a wonderful backdrop for camping, and it makes an all around wonderful place, secluded from most everybody except a few other climbers.
I first journeyed there with my father and his friend and colleague, Danny Cox. We spent a couple of days climbing and camping out and had a wonderful time. I only returned two or three other times, and wish I'd gotten out there more often. As you can see below, we had a great time and got some wonderful technical shots showing off the different routes.
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