A Friday

Not me - another balding guy

Keepin' it real!

Sky candy

In the free world

Pounding on doors and Flaming Lips at 4 a.m.

Don't ask

  Friday was swell.  Some ladies and I played some songs in an open mic showdown at an arty cafe around the corner.  We played under the name 'Pipikdoyo', which of course means 'Green Sandpiper' in Korean.  We ended up winning, and got 50$ in booze for our troubles.  Oh yeahhh(Kool-Aid Man style)!  We then rounded up the posse and rolled on down to a little bar in the harbor, where we drank, shot fireworks, and jammed until about 5 a.m.  Then on Saturday it rained and winded.  Typhoon and all.  Some interesting new folks in Seogwipo these days, just in time for me leaving.  That's how she goes.
  On a side note, I have a friend with a terrible secret wedged behind the wall outside the bathroom of the cafe.  He went to go pee, sharted in the process, realized there were no shit-tickets, geared-down, used his undies to cleanse himself, and finally hid his besoiled breeches deep behind the wall outside the bathroom.  I bet whoever finds them one day will cry.