“Social Media Experts as real as unicorns.”
Then they must be really real?
Minimalist dinner at Pure Arena.
My story filed today.
A South Korean boy sits on the ice toilet at Ice Gallery in Seoul, South Korea, Tuesday, Aug. 3, 2010. The sweltering heat continues in Seoul. (AP Photo/ Lee Jin-man)
Yeah! Mr. Lee!
Click here to see my photo of Seoul citizens dancing in joy.
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This is where newspapers end up to die.
Ninety percent of any drama in my life seems to take place on the subway or on some form of transportation. This is prescient, since I’ve spent a lot of time in transit. Today, I got on the subway thinking I was headed home. By the time I noticed what happened, I was almost equi-distance from the office to where I live - just in the opposite direction.
Ugh.
I’m snuggled under my covers, listening to the rain drops drum against my bedroom window. I’ve lived in a few rainy cities but these rain drops remind me of my sleepless rainy nights in typically Mediterranean Jerusalem. I stayed awake wondering what I’d find to write about when I woke up in the morning. Was it going to be settlements? Will I have to go into the West Bank? Could I finagle a trip down to Tel Aviv?
The long commutes fro and to my office in downtown Seoul have kept me drained and weary, desperate to fall asleep; I just plug out. I’ve missed having the luxury of a few moments alone with my thoughts.
The rain echoes the taps on my keyboard.