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Special Jersey

I went out in town yesterday, and had them make me a jersey. It's kind of special, a baseball jersey from my alma-mater. I think it turned out absolutely perfect.

Check it out:

She Needs Me/My Cute Wife

I'm drawn back into the world of the living by a repeating bell. It's really quite annoying to be in a deep slumber, about 1/4 through the night's sleep, and realize that someone's dialing your phone, over and over.

I creep my way across the room, arms raised to front for object detection. If anyone were four stories tall and looking through my window, they'd have sworn I was a real Zombie wading through darkness towards a blinking red light.

"Hello?"

"Hey, so I'm at Lowe's and I need help. How do you know which bulbs can sense when it's dark and when it's light?"

"Huh?" (Thinking who is this Lowe guy and why does he have bulbs?)

"I can't tell which one's to get for our floodlight"

It all comes back to me; I'm standing in a dark hotel room 7000 miles away, and my wife's called me to help her with home improvement. I say, "Babe, the light bulbs are all the same, it's the fixture that has a sensor."

"Oh, well..., what kind should I get?"

::Thinking for a moment:: "Get a small floodlight, like 2 inches in diameter, anywhere from 45 to 75 watts."

"Oh okay. But didn't you have big ones?"

"Nah, small ones, 2 inches in diameter." And I'm standing there, half-dazed and impressed that I know the word diameter in a deep slumber. "Babe, I'm going back to bed. It's been only 2 hours since I went to sleep."

"Alllright. I'll just try and pick some bulbs out"

"Okay, goodnight." And I hang up the phone, with a smirk on my face. My wife called all the way to the other side of the world to see if I knew where they keep the 'magic lights' that I use for security and energy conservation at our house. Damn, she's cute.

And then I zombie it over to bed again, my four story giant at the window still confused, and I'm 'out like a light.'

Almost Halloween

The first 'real' holiday (save 4th of July) I'll miss is coming up. Remarkably, it doesn't really matter to me. I've got my eyes on the prize. December 21st!

New Jacket

new jacket
Originally uploaded by This Cat Tom.

Illustration Friday: Remote

Cartoon Alison
Originally uploaded by This Cat Tom.

This is my wife, in my mind's eye. I'm 7000 miles away. Remote enough?? I say way.

GB's And Decison-making

Now Playing: Bury Me - The Smashing Pumpkins

I've got another week and a half here. It's been a nice stay, but I am ready to return to the mainland. There's too many rules here due to raised terror-threat levels and the country to the north.

One thing I'll take away from this place is a three-week vacation of finding music. I've enjoyed long hours of listening, borrowing, and listening more. I've got a suit out of the deal too. And two fitted-hats.

I've been thinking about buying an external hard-drive to store my music, pictures, etc. The question I'm facing is how many GB's are enough? Wow, you can buy a 500 GB hard-drive and store the world on it. That's too much. My thumb-drive is enough for files, but not pics and music. Tonight I've decided my iPod holds enough, and that it's a waste of money. Tomorrow, I'll face the decision again.

Don't you hate that about decisions? You have to make them everyday. do I go to the gym? Do I buy that? Do I wear this? Do I have a 6in or 12? White, wheat, parmesian oregano, italian herb and cheese? Pepperjack, provolone, american, swiss? And then the meat. Tomorrow I'll go back to Subway and face all the decisions again.

I'm rambling. Goodnight!

Typ-o

So I've always wondered if I suck at typing. I admit that I look at the keys for reference a few times per paragraph, but who doesn't right? So to prove to myself that I am not all that bad, I went to learn2type and took a little test. I ended up with 52 words per minute and 3 errors. How do you fair?

Other pictures of my suit are here.
Oh, and fall is here. It's quite nice. It creeps into corners you don't expect to see it in.

Witch Submission

New Focus

I guess I am putting much more of myself into 'Indistinct Memories'. For now, I will no longer post on this site, except with pictures from my adventure away from home.

Suit time

Now Playing: Polyphonic Spree - It's the sun

Tomorrow I'll roam into town and get my suit. I hope it's nice. I had second thoughts about the color. (Chocolate grey) I think it'll be cool. I'll be sure to put a picture on here when I get it.

Reviving the Feeling of home

Now Playing:

Today I miss home. I miss tides and tall grass. I miss angry skies. I miss my wife and our couches. I miss Lily and Paisley. Today I miss my driveway. I miss our life.

So I submit these photo's. I know you've seen them. They're of Brickyard Pt, Lady's Island, SC. The water is of the Beaufort River.

Likey?

I hope you like the new look. I'm bored.

Images from Osan

Paul and Matt (and a bear)

Me and a Guerilla

The Tailor Shop

Suit Fitting

Korea is different than Japan.

The most obvious difference is pine trees replacing palm trees. I haven't seen bamboo either. But there's something else. They like colorful signs just the same, and they might as well say the same thing. I can't read any of them. The streets are smaller, but that's not it. There's still something else. A slight bow is replaced by a firm handshake. The mindset of the people has got to be the difference, but I couldn't tell you why.

I went shopping today, and treated myself to a suit. It's getting hand-made as we speak. I never had a suit before. I get fitted again tomorrow morning. A hand-made suit in America, tailored and all, would cost about 500 bones. Here, I slide into a cashmere wool suit for 150. No more hand-me-down jackets and mismatched pants. I'm doing big things with a matching hankerchief and no pleats! Big things! Treating myself to this one indulgence.

It's a charcoal grey color. Black in most lights. The lady was most enthusiastic. She basically suckered me in with her kind persistence. They're eager beavers here.

I'm taking orders if you'd like to give me one. Leather jackets, purses, cashmere trench coats (like my tweed one), whatever you fancy. I could even get your name on a football jersey. You could play for the Colts.

Landed

Now Playing: Landed - Ben Folds

This is a beautiful song. Best in headphones. For me, it means I am safe in a new place. I've landed.

Tattoo Poll

Now Playing: My Guru - Kalyanji Anandji



OK, I've been in the Marines too long. I've finally found a tattoo I want. It's not the normal 'hooyah' all Marines are supposed to get. Ben Franklin drew this cartoon for a rallying of American colonies in the face of the French and Indian war, just prior to the Revolutionary War.

Imagine American colonists waking up and reading this in the news, "Join, Or Die." Different than what you think of our founding-fathers, no? Anyways, in old superstition, we believed that a snake would come back to life if you rejoined the pieces before sundown.

I kind of have to believe that superstition. I won't eat off of white-handled forks, for fear that some gut-traces will enter my system and condemn me to hell for killing that attacking-snake when we were nine....

So vote in the comments. Ye or Ney. Vote knowing that I will practice the tattoo test; waiting 6 months or a year to see if it's still worth it in my mind...