(The Dragon Lady Likes Outback.)
Yesterday, I hiked ten miles through the rice paddies. The experience was silent and blissful.
I live in a Soviet-style concrete tenement with a wife and two sons. My apartment is a cramped noisy hovel. So I appreciate a little tranquility from time to time.
I stopped at a restaurant. I ate two pieces of pumpkin pie. I washed them down with strong coffee. I very much enjoy pumpkin pie. Perhaps I'm a rube.
I took the family to Outback. My sons and I had barbecue ribs. The Dragon Lady went with the shrimp spaghetti. The meal came to seventy-one dollars.
I prefer eating at small Korean restaurants. But my wife--a Korean--doesn't like Korean food. She finds western fare more appealing.
I took a nice hot shower. It was marvelous. Two favorite poets popped into my feverish mind--William Carlos Williams and Robert Frost.
These artists found meaning and excitement in the most pedestrian events. They taught me that eating plums and talking with your neighbors are serious matters.
And that's what I intend to do with this blog. Every day, I shall celebrate the mundane until I keel over from a heart-attack or collapse due to a massive stroke.
I prayed to the Christ God. I said the Our Father.
What I love about Jesus Christ is that he takes away our burdens. He teaches us how to pray so we don't have to spend tons of time finding the correct words. He's a king, but he's a king who serves.
I went to bed at 9 p.m. I woke up at 6 a.m. That's a lot of sleep. I feel good.
It's currently 6:50 a.m. I'm drinking coffee and writing in this stupid blog.
Today I shall walk another ten miles. Then the family and I will go to church.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.