I'm in a writing mood...so I'll just tell you about my night last night for a hot second...oh by the way...if you haven't heard the little woowoo song or seen the whistle thing on the internet...it's friggin funny check it
here ...so I went downtown last night to a club solo (because Keith went to Busan and flying solo in Korea will help you more than hurt you simply because you are much more approachable and less threatening without other westerners...plus you don't take sand to the beach)...on my way down...catching the train at 10:30 I was approached by a bunch of drunk college kids who decided to tell me how much they don't like me because I am American...I explained to them that every whore hates it's pimp and that if they came to my country I wouldn't bother them or even acknowledge that they existed...I know I should be bigger about most of these things but they were such easy targets...5 little 50kg guys in michigan wolverines jerseys and yankee hats talking about how they hate America approaching me alone, ...you may not only be cynical and insolent towards them in this situation you may even want to take it to the next level...but I didn't.. I let them laugh as I laughed back...when I got to the club I noticed that it was semi-empty...the Hyatt club is sometimes rough to get into and it can turn people off...it costs like 40 bucks to get in but it's worth it...so I went in and had a pretty interesting evening...I was sweating way too much and was somewhat apprehensive about it until a little cute Korean girl with silver hair and just pure hotness and cuteness dripping from her...came over and asked me to join her and her friends at another table...I went over sat down and noticed that a television camera was sitting on the seat next to one of the men opposite us and then I turned around and saw that the stage at the Hyatt was being turned into a real stage and not just an elevated dance floor...and that I was like HOLY SHIT! this is that girl from MTV Korea...she spoke perfect English...but the rub is...she thought I was somebody else...she called me Dan and I was like...umm...no I'm not Dan...and she seemed miffed but was gracious and aristocratic about her time spent and insisted that I stay and have some drinks while she went to find the real "Dan"...so there I was...now a little awe struck and even more conscious of my sweating as it seemed to be 40o degrees in there...so I decided to focus on the only real thing I do well with other Korean men and women I don't know...drink...and drink we did...we bought a bottle of tequila and all the make up girls and some of the production staff and even the camera man...who still had work to do that night were gettin hammered...and then I got pumped because they said that Loveholic was playing there that night and they were broadcasting her on a delay for the midnight show in Japan...(loveholic is actually a real band here and they sort of rock..they play guitars and everything) so the silver haired VJ had found Dan the sound man...or thats what I was calling him...I have no idea what he was...and before I knew it loveholic was out on the stage in front of about 100 people doing a 4 song set....even funnier the people who were running the show...were semi-toasted...but I think they did a good job producing and stuff...I dont know I didnt get to see the final result...they never came back to the table so I skipped after the set and walked down to the river and threw some stones...that crap happens all the time here...it's like...Seoul is Korea...it's like combining hollywood, new york, dc, and seattle into one city...every famous person, radio and tv station, diplomat or anybody who is anybody in Korea lives in Seoul and they only live in like three places in Seoul...so it's not rare to see famous people all the time...well Korean famous people...you can go to a club and like 3 national soccer players will be in a corner...it just happens that way...and being a westerner you can do pretty much what you like as long as you look presentable...they dont like it when you show up in a t-shirt...yeah the down sometimes is that you have to sort of act and dress and speak korean to be accepted in the upper eschelon areas but after a little bit...you can rock it out your own way and they feed off of it....i think I'm finished with that kind of stuff though...because I went down to the river and felt all empty...I mean I wasnt Dan and I got no love after the show...you know I spent my night investing in that table and not hittin anybody else up...so I felt empty...but when I go to the bars around my house and I go home I feel happy and somewhat full...like I shared something...here I shared nothing...I only experienced a semi-empty hot thing...yeah yeah...I gotta go teach now...oh yeah I teach on Saturday...that's right for two hours...what a show...!
