Korea (redux)

12.1.2kXII

I'm not sure if I told you about the exchange student I've been hosting. Cute kid. Nice, bright and doesn't drink all my booze while I'm away to exotic ports-of-call, like when I went to Lubbock last weekend. His name is Zadeh and he's from one them former Soviet Republics with -istan in the name that ya never hear about 'cept come the Olympics and even then only if yr paying close attention to the "fringe events." Bezuckistan - or whatever - runs the table in the Standing Broad Jump. Zadeh's older brother took Silver at Barcelona in '92 and Gold at Atlanta in '96. Zadeh proudly displays a wonderful photo that graced the cover of Sports Illustrated of his brother jumping some broad in what would be his Gold performance. Zadeh's father and his father's father before him have been jumping broads to national glory since the '30's. I asked him why he wasn't a world-class broad jumper and he said it was because of a Nintendo-related injury he suffered as a child. I asked if it was repetitive-stress or a Tetris-stupor and he said no, that his injury was sustained while stealing a Nintendo off the back of a truck in some frozen boder outpost. He tumbled almost 100 meters (his words) down a rocky hill and had to be rescued by a yak. The little rascal!

Tonight: The Orbit Room.

A fine establishment to celebrate Mr. Sinatra's BDay (which was yesterday).  JD optio al.


bye-ee!

whrr ... clik!