I almost killed an old man with my groceries

Sometimes I think I’m the most ridiculous person I know.

And then I remember who my friends are.

But that’s getting off-topic.

I decided to do a massive trip to Costco, because the only way to do Costco is in massive trips, and because the only food in my apartment was some rice, some cornmeal (awaiting being made into hush puppies), and the ingredients for chocolate chocolate-chip pancakes.

In preparation, I packed a few good-sized plastic bags plus my drawstring-sports-bag into a backpack, and headed off to the store of bulky bulk purchases.

I meandered through the aisles, eventually deciding that I didn’t need 136 oz of ketchup but I would take the 8-pack of canned olives thankyouverymuch, and checked out.

And tried to cram everything into my bags.  Which I did almost successfully, but was left to carry the 8-pack of canned tomatoes in the crook of an arm–an arm that was shaking halfway through the trip.

They were heavier than they look...my back is really sore today!

A grand total of 1 1/2 people offered to help me through my 10 minute walk, 50 minute subway ride with two transfers, and bus ride home.  Yay Korea!

(I say 1/2 because I set two bags on the ground when I tried to maneuver my way through the subway turnstile, and a woman handed them back to me, shaking her head and probably muttering about how crazy foreigners are.)

Oh, the title.

So at the first subway transfer, there was a mass-rush of people coming down the stairs as I was trying to go up, so rather than get jostled and pushed and generally swung around by the 6 bags hanging off of various body parts, I nestled up to the side of the very-wide stairwell and let everyone pass.

Then an old man tried to go around behind me, got his foot caught on a grocery bag, and splayed out diagonally in front of me.  In my defense, I’m pretty sure he was already drunk.  Mostly because he was carrying a little meal-box from McDonald’s.  He was also really out of it but that could have been from the fall…

As a reward–for making it home, not for almost breaking the man’s legs–I made myself a smoothie with my newly-purchased frozen blueberries.

Yeah, I spilled. It's what I do. Gracefulness is overrated.


Costco! Oh yeah, and North Korea’s bombing us again

I think I’ll plug my fridge back in

I need a pumpkin pie. Rumor has it, Costco has them. So I got a membership.

They are out of pumpkin pies, but still, I’ve never been more excited to be in a grocery store.

Blocks of cheese.  BLOCKS.  Of CHEESE.

And spinach!  Oh, leafy, green, salad-making vegetables!  I’ve missed salads, man.

They don’t have Life, but they have the next best thing:

If anyone wants to go with me, I’m allowed a guest. Or two. I’ll check.

North-South relations

In other news, yes, North Korea bombed South Korea. Funnily, if you look at the map included in that article, the closest city named in the South is…can you guess?

Incheon!  Yay!!  (That’s where I live, if you’re just joining us now.)

Chess & I often talk about how our little home here would probably be a main target, if anything significant ever happened.  Seoul is next door–which is obviously a big deal–and then, we have the airport.  Also kind of a big deal.

If you were too lazy to click the article link, and are otherwise oblivious, the short version is: Yeonpyeong island was bombed, the 1200ish civilians evacuated, with several military injured and possibly a death–awaiting confirmation.

Interesting because…

a) at what point do people admit that the cease-fire agreement has been broken?,

b) NK just revealed a “uranium enrichment facility” to the U.S. (kind of like a taunt? I think so),

c) this makes the second time in a month that there has been an exchange of fire,

d) this is (probably) the second time this year that South Korean lives have been lost at the hands of their former countrymen,

e) and the NK military fairly significantly outweighs the SK military–although SK has the U.S., but then NK has China, and it’s just all a big mess.

At any rate. Tomorrow, I’m going back to Costco to see if they’ve restocked pumpkin pies like they said they would.  And I’ll see if my co-workers are worried.