I only really understood the joke of “Gangnam Style” after had I come here. Gangnam is the complete opposite of some goofball dancing like a horse — the comedy is in how Psy is the farthest thing from Gangnam style imaginable. Back when the song came out, there were too many thinkpieces about how “political” it was, and though that might be going too far, the tune does manifest an undercurrent of class revenge: all those fancy rich people must have slowly had to come to the realization that their upmarket address now connotes a silly music video.


I am in Fukuoka now.

Seoul was a wonderful place and I had such fun there, but it is a relief to be in a place where I can say and understand more than two phrases. (In Korea: “gamsa hamnida” — thank you — and “sillye hamnida” — excuse me.) Don’t by any means overestimate my command of the Japanese language — it is very poor — but it’s amazing what a difference it makes in terms of sociability to just have the rudiments of a language, to be able to read some of it, and to understand how it is supposed to work. After four days of near silence, it’s fantastic to again make sounds, even ones not in my native tongue, even if they’re not always the correct sounds.

Also had a dope Hakata ramen at this izakaya, so there’s that.


There is a clothing chain here called Teenie Weenie. It seems to occupy kind of a Urban Outfitters/American Apparel market niche, except its stores deliberately cultivate an aesthetic of WASP Teddy Ruxpin. Here are bears summering in the Hamptons. Here are bears getting ready for freshman year at an Ivy League college. Here are bears wearing the new moderately priced line of spring fashion.
Dontgetit.
EDIT:
Can someone who knows Korean please translate the bios of Willy and Kate, from Newhaven Connecticut?
EDIT EDIT: 
omg, are Willy and Kate perhaps named for that dreadful autocratic couple?

There is a clothing chain here called Teenie Weenie. It seems to occupy kind of a Urban Outfitters/American Apparel market niche, except its stores deliberately cultivate an aesthetic of WASP Teddy Ruxpin. Here are bears summering in the Hamptons. Here are bears getting ready for freshman year at an Ivy League college. Here are bears wearing the new moderately priced line of spring fashion.

Dontgetit.

EDIT:

Can someone who knows Korean please translate the bios of Willy and Kate, from Newhaven Connecticut?

EDIT EDIT: 

omg, are Willy and Kate perhaps named for that dreadful autocratic couple?


It took me about twenty minutes before I figured out why the train carriages looked so familiar.

It took me about twenty minutes before I figured out why the train carriages looked so familiar.


mizufae:

screwrocknroll:

You guys are caterpillar. Let’s try to be eaten!!

This is an Adventure Time short animated by Yuasa Masaaki who is one of my favorite animators (not just anime, all animation regardless of style and culture) of all time. The best thing he’s ever made is a show called Kaiba, which if you have the chance to see it (it’s legally on dvd on Australia, please get them!) I promise you will have a gorgeous and possibly mind-blowing experience and you might cry.

And here’s the answer to the Who’s Yuasa Masaaki question that’s been floating round the back of my mind the past couple hours. (Thanks Mizu!)


You guys are caterpillar. Let’s try to be eaten!!


He set his spoon on the table, lifted the glass, and tilted it back, and as I watched the milkshake tumble into his mouth, I felt that affection you feel for boys when you see the ways they’re different from you that’s not a bad way.
Curtis Sittenfeld, Prep (2005)

Listening to their cries, I felt a familiar jealousy of boys. I didn’t want what they had, but I wished that I wanted what they wanted; it seemed liked happiness was easier for them.

Curtis Sittenfeld, Prep (2005)

Hmm.


theatlanticcities:

The Chinese media is calling it the largest sandstorm to hit the region in a decade; NASA has settled for “China’s Great Wall of Dust.” Cities and towns engulfed in the particle swell experienced visibility conditions of 60 to 160 feet, and the composition of the dust made the sky glow orangish-yellow, like the inside of a jack-o-lantern. In some places, trains were delayed, roads shut down, and school children kept at home until the cold front carrying the dust dissipated.

What’s it like to be in the middle of one of these things? Footage from Wednesday in Gansu Province provides the answer – it’s pretty miserable.

-An Aerial View of China’s Colossal Dust Storm

I ever tell y’all about the time one of these hit Sydney? I was due to start work at 6 am and fucked if I knew what was going on. I stepped outside at 5:45 and the city looked like this. I strongly considered the possibility that the world had ended: an asteroid, nuclear war, the sun having unexpectedly gone supernova. Then I figured that even if it were the apocalypse I should probably still go to work, and so I drove through the murk and showed up on time at 5:58 in the morning to replenish the floor stock. Hashtag #capitalism. Wasn’t til a few hours later that I found out it was just dust.

I wonder if I’d skipped work how that call would have gone down: “uh, well boss, I thought the world was ending, so at that time I was rostered to start my shift, I was actually trying to convince my neighbors they should have eschatological sex with me…”


대한민국 (Daehan Minguk)

I’m this dumb arrogant Westerner, right, but I refuse to go to a country without at least remembering what its name is according to the people who actually live there.



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