Tuesday Night Motion

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Oh, this poor blog feels like a neglected child, locked in a dingy room with a stained mattress, waiting for CPS to come take it away.

Ah hell, it gets like this sometime.

Oh, this poor blog feels like a neglected child, locked in a dingy room with a stained mattress, waiting for CPS to come take it away.

Ah hell, it gets like this sometime.

I’ve been back in Busan for a couple of weeks now and am back in the swing of things, as it were. My current work schedule is a ball bustin’ bitch, in that I come in at 9 in the morning and don’t leave until 8:30 on some nights. Some brilliant mind within the administration had the stellar idea of giving most of us split shifts this semester, forcing others and me to spend much of our time futzing around the office in between classes. I’m not really complaining, since my big ass nap-couch provides a much needed solace, and the fact that I have to be there early cuts my rampant alcohol abuse down at night. I also have several hours free each afternoon, allowing me to hit the Korean books and grind out my current writing project, which, after an intitial start and stall is back in motion.

It’s been a hectic time, full of fun and drama. I currently have a visitor – an old friend – which is at once strange and wonderful and maddening. Whereas there was no way to play this card without stepping on some toes, I fear I did it poorly and feel like a bit of a shitbag because of it. I don’t want to hurt anyone, but sometimes I can be a self-absorbed tit who doesn’t fully take others’ feelings into account. I don’t want to go into details on this, but I often want the best of both worlds, even when these are mutually exclusive… This is a good recipe for an in-your-face exploding bomb.

The band’s back in action, which is nice. We have a stockpile of rockin’ originals, along with some cool covers (AC/DC!!!), and if our last gig on Saturday is any indication, we indeed have a smokin’ combo. We play a St. Paddy’s Day party tomorrrow, along with a Haiti benefit on Friday, followed by more gigs this month. Things are hot around here in that there are no shortages of places for a rock band to play, and club owners are even beginning to take care of the talent, or lack thereof in some cases. I’m also playing solo a lot more, which I like because I get to be the center of ALL attention, something that has never bothered me, as far as I can remember.

So… life is good and life is complicated. I do need to get more exercise, as I fear I’m turning into a fat bastard, but with my schedule right now I find it hard to slate in a decent, regular workout. The best I can do presently is to walk as much as possible, which I’m generally good about. Maybe a few less gallons of beer a week may keep the distended gut at bay, as well. That and more kimchi, which cures everything, even looming obesity, no?

In the meantime I’ll keep writing words and writing songs and performing my little showbizzy heart away.

As James Brown famously screamed: Hit me!!!



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