I’m Not Feeling You

I love this book the most. More than you.

But I feel like it’s so made for me to like it with the Spike Jones and the wistful bittersweet view of childhood, and the Dave Eggers, and the whole thing dipped in Indie Rock, that I have to hate it ’cause, you know, I hate being called predictable.

But then also, I really do kind of like all those things (except for Dave Eggers… eh even Dave Eggers I kind of like). Especially when they’re dipped in Indie Rock. So I don’t know. Does this look good to you?

I guess what I’m really saying is, “inside all of us is fear.” Oh wait, now that I know what it feels like to type that, I hate this movie.

Most big cities are pretty similar, but there since moving here I can’t help but take note of  some of the superficial differences between New York and Seoul. For instance, when you need to get somewhere in a hurry, instead of hailing a cab you just just jump on the back of a giant robot dog driven by a six-year old.

Did you know that there’s still a Senate election going on in Minnesota?  Could you imagine knowing you were in the middle of the toughest fight of your life, and that fight is for the honor of representing the state of Minnesota? What if that was the case AND you had starred in ”Stewart Saves His Family”? Would you kill yourself? Did you know that there’s a state called Minnesota?

Here’s my new rubrick for judging whether something is important: if an eight year old Korean kid hasn’t heard of it, it’s not a significant part of American culture.  So, “cheesy crust”: important. “Minnesota”: can eat a dick.

Dear Guy I Took a Month Out of My Life to Work For For Free,

You know what would “addess the threat posed by drug traffickers in Mexico?” Legalizing weed.

You’re welcome,

Sam