Like everybody, stress gets to me. Recently, I moved twice, quit two jobs, started a new one, and a bunch of other shit. Korea isn't known for its relaxing areas, but I really needed to chill out. I, like the mighty Samsung Galaxy S2 (or Android, as some people call it), am not dead; I just need to recharge my batteries for a few hours. Read More »

My Organs and I are back, writing about writing an "Organs and I" column. How meta, or postmodern or whatever.

KC: You know, people seem to really like these "Organs and I" columns.

BRAIN: It just goes to show, you're either a genius—

HEART: Or your fans have no taste. Read More »

I probably shouldn't ring the giant bell, but it's just so damn fun. While there's the immediate satisfaction of making a lot of noise, it serves a lot of purpose. The Buddhist monks at this temple have been doing it for a few hundred or thousands of years. I don't know, I can't really remember. But also, it alerts others that there are still people inside of the temple. Read More »

I didn't really think I'd find a calling as a professional mover, but many crews wanted me. You see, I wasn't always a glorious university professor and super duper popular PIC writer. I took a job moving people's stuff so I could save up money for school when I was just a lad of 20 years. Read More »

Every year I comment on my Halloween, my usually shitty costumes, other peoples' costumes, as well as the wacky stuff I see and do. Read More »

My mom and brother (Med Bot) visit Korea for some sightseeing, food, people, and general good times. This is my diary of the momentous occasion.

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My mom and brother (Med Bot) visit Korea for some sightseeing, food, people, and general good times. This is my diary of the momentous occasion.

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My mom and brother (Med Bot) visit Korea for some sightseeing, food, people, and general good times. This is my diary of the momentous occasion.

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My mom and brother (Med Bot) visit Korea for some sightseeing, food, people, and general good times. This is my diary of the momentous occasion.

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The question I'm asked the most from friends, besides, "Have you banged a Korean girl yet?" is "Have you kicked anybody's ass out there yet?" And the answers are "Well, duh," and, "Not in this lifetime." You see, if a foreigner fights a Korean, he gets immediately deported. You might think, "So what? Don't get caught." Well, hold on, Sparky. Read More »

The appeal of gang memberships never really made sense to me. Neither has understanding the fear of gang members. Here's why.

I grew up in Bismarck, North Dakota, a safe and nice town, kind of like a suburb but there wasn't a big city anywhere near us. As vanilla as this spot was, the kids in town still claimed to be in gangs. Also, I grew up in the early 90's, when gangsta rap on MTV peaked. Read More »

One of my favorite pastimes is explaining how cutely stupid some of my kindergarten students are. Read More »

(Scene: KC walks down the streets of Seoul towards his teaching job.)

BRAIN: Legs! Move faster! We're going to be late!

LEGS: Dude, I told you, I'm really short. And you're wearing dress shoes.

KC: Holy shit. It's so effing cold. Remember yesterday, when I said it can't get any colder? Read More »

Even though nobody is going to admit it, we've all been there. Maybe you're alone, in class, or on national television; maybe you thought there'd be enough time to run to the crapper; or maybe you deemed that fart "safe." Unfortunately for you, your underpants (if you're wearing them), and those around you (if there are people around), you just shat yourself. Read More »

Rewind the clock an undisclosed time when KC and his Organs only knew 15 years of life and attended Catholic high school (about ten years before Read More »