Walking with Tim
You gotta give credit where credit is due. And every day I wake up and go to work (at 2 o'clock nah nah nah) to see what Tim has written (and Doug and Mike
...but they slack). Sometimes, it blows me away and sometimes it confuses me and goes over my head, like his weird love for the occult or whatever, but it's solid and sometimes genius work none-the-less. Thus he gets my ass in a chair to write everyday. Tim is a wonderful person. He may be the smartest most oddly adjusted person I know (it's not like I know a lot of weird people though so don't think he's like got a chain out of his mouth or a bone through his head...but if he did I'm sure he could pull it off). Unfortunately, he and I sat next to each other for almost 6 months before talking. For some strange reason that day happened to be when the twin towers fell and we (including Josh) were all in a tiny office at the time. We all looked at each other and started doing research on the net and keeping each other updated about events ("ooh there's one headed for the Sears tower, holy shit one just blew up Denver..blah blah blah"). After that, Josh went away and Tim and I started to share and calaborate on stuff. We did some interesting work and had some interesting conversations but it wasn't really anything of substance. A good foundation but there was still something missing from us being friends. Than I went away and found that Tim was really awesome, I think Mike and Doug found out before I did, but didn't really let me know. I sort of always had an incling(sp?) but when he dyed his hair kind of purple and I learned he was into robots and then I looked down at my Brooks Brothers polo shirt I thought, "Nah, we are way too different." . His writing is awesome and he keeps me in check from feeling too smart. He's more honest than I am when it comes to giving people the straight dirt and he's even right, where I'm often, well let's just say ignorant. Anyway, so yeah Tim rules.
But today was the first time I actually realized I wanted to share something more than 1's and 0's with him. I was walking in Dongdaemun (and if you read the chapters you know that Dongdaemun is the heartbeat of this city, it's dirty, big, colorful, smells bad, and there are always characters and things to look at). But I was walking with Chief and doing some shopping and I saw all these awesome things. I saw all these amazing weird little shops with porn, big orange cones, metal drills, miles of towels, homeless dudes without legs crawling around, a big dirty sign that reads, "Milky Milky"..."tons of anything" as I call the place. I saw so much shit and all I wanted to do was talk to someone about it, but my Hangul is about as good as most of your Spanish so "desvalido" when it came to Chief. I just wanted to turn to Tim and slap him on the shoulder and say, "Dude are you seeing this?"