Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I should've known

I should've known today would be awesome the moment I woke up and turned on my iTunes and 98 Degrees came on. It has been proven that any time you listen to 98 Degrees, your happiness level goes up 82%. Which, even if you start at 0%, you'll be above average in no time! (All scientific facts here).

Actually, click here in a new tab to listen while you read my blog. It makes great background music. Seriously. Click on it.

I also knew it would be awesome because it was only a half day! Booyah. And it will also be a half day tomorrow and Thursday. And no school Friday.

So normally when I look at the clock and its only 11:00am I think, "Ugh, still 5 more hours". But today when I looked at the clock and it said 11:00am, I thought, "Awesome! I leave soon!".

(let me say this is hopefully only a temporary sentiment. when i actually start teaching classes i'm anticipating the day will go by quicker).

The next thing to add to my happiness level was when a random young Korean man (he isn't a student but he didn't strike me as a teacher either) walked into my office and gave me these:


This is what I thought:
(Sideways. It's what I do)

Anyways. So I wasn't really sure why this random Korean came and gave me a pile of chestnuts, but I embraced it. I haven't eaten them yet, because I don't really know how to eat a chestnut. And I think I might keep them until Christmas and roast them on an open fire. You know, for sentimental value.

I got out of school at noon (booyah) and decided to have some fun.

Which meant: McDonalds!

Ok, so I wasn't really planning on going to McDonalds but I walked past it and I hadn't eaten lunch yet and you know what, a BigMac sounded good.

This guy knows what I'm talking about:

(Also, someone said they didn't believe I was in Korea because I had no pictures of Koreans. So BAM. Proof.)

I usually don't even eat at McDonalds very often when I'm at home, but today it was the perfect meal. And its wayyyy cheaper here. So I have a feeling I'll go more frequently than ever before in my life.

After lunch, I walked around downtown for a bit and was excited to see nail polish on sale for only 1000 W (less than a dollar)! I bought a couple and the lady gave me a free sample of something. Happiness level=up.

To complete the day of festivities, I decided to go to a movie. I didn't know what was playing, or when, so when I got to the theatre I was pleased to see they had a couple English ones. Yes, I would've seen a Korean one if I had to.

What movie did I see, you ask?

Why, of course I saw the hit(?) film, Fame!

Yeah, this movie mostly wasn't very good. It was actually kind of bad. The storyline sucked big time and the music wasn't all that awesome. But despite that, I still liked it a little bit. It could've been the English factor, it could be my secret desire to pursue Broadway, or it could be that I felt superior to everyone else in the theatre because I understood it, but for whatever reason, it was time well spent.

Also, the theatre serves caramel on their popcorn! And it has Coke Zero! And its not the most expensive thing in the world! All great things.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Sunday Sun

It rained yesterday.

I took the bus to church so I didn't have to walk a ton in the rain, but still. I know when winter comes I won't be the happiest. Or the warmest.

About church:

Now, I've never been to a military ward/branch/church service before. So I didn't really know what to expect when I got to the meetinghouse yesterday. Turns out here in Korea, a military branch is pretty darn small. But what they lack in size they make up in zealousness. I'm excited to get to know the people here. And can I just tell you how happy I was just to talk to people? I hadn't really had a real conversation with someone all week. I'm pretty sure there are 4 kids to every adult in the branch, which makes for an eventful meeting. But it does always keep things interesting. And sad to say, I'm pretty sure there were only a three unmarried men in attendance. Looks like I might have to find a native...

I was also quite excited about the fact that there was a branch 'linger longer', potluck style. I feasted on chili and deviled eggs. Yum.

The rest of the day I spent inside. Because of the rain.

But hey, at least Indiana Jones was playing on the English channel here. And not just one-I got the whole trilogy keeping me company.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Mark Your Calendars!

I know I'm a few days late, but I just read that Mayor Bloomberg officially made
September 23rd
Law and Order Day!

Yeah, is it just me or is this maybe the most awesome thing you've ever heard.

It's meant to honor the show and celebrate its 20th anniversary.

I'm down. Who's ready to celebrate with me next year? Maybe a trip to the big apple?! Yes please. Maybe we could run into Chris Meloni. Or B.D. Wong!

It's already Saturday?


Week 1 went by fast. (I'm counting it as a week. So what).

I have a few observations from this week. About Korea. About Koreans. About me.

-They (Koreans-yes I'm generalizing) love donuts. I swear there is a donut shop on every block. I'm not complaining. Just stating a fact.

-While walking around downtown today, I heard Natasha Bedingfield and Rascal Flatts being played on different stores loudspeakers. Where do they pick this music? And why?

-Eavesdropping is one of my favorite activities. Unfortunately, I am unable to do it here. And while I am a little sad about this, it's kind of awesome. I live in my own little world.

-There is a love of fashion here (even in my city-not just Seoul) that I wasn't expecting. One of the four channels on TV in English is Fashion Network (I think I'll be obsessed). Also, I have seen Versace, Burberry, Dior, and tons of other designer stores just thrown around town. Awesome. I'm going to be a snob by the end of this run.

-I don't know if I'll ever get used to their shoe removal obsession. For work I had to buy a pair of 'inside shoes' (really they're gel sandals and really classy-oh look a picture!). I have big feet and there weren't a lot of options where I went. So they'll have to work. Oh and socks with sandals is pretty much mandatory. Yuck.
-But really. You take off your shoes when you go into certain restaurants. It's weird.

-Koreans also have strange table manners (to me). They slurp. They talk with their mouth full of food. They sip soup out of bowls. All these things I've grown up not doing, they do. And its acceptable.

-Their beds are not very soft. Well, at least mine isn't. I'll let you know about all the other beds I come in contact with.

-I love their noodles. A lot.

-Everyone seems to grow peppers.

-If you look like you don't know what you're doing when buying a ticket for the subway, they will come to your aid. And they will work together to get you to the right place. (thanks korean boys!)

-They giggle every time they say something in English

-Awkward teenage Korean girls are just as easy to spot as awkward teenage American girls. And just as hard to avoid.

-Dragonflies are EVERYWHERE!

I'd say Week 1 was a success.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Day in Pictures

First off, let me express that I had a semi heart attack when I realized that HULU doesn't work outside of the U.S. Yeah, I had a freak out. I mean, I brought my Arrested Development DVD's here, but what about The Office, Glee, and Project Runway?! It would cause most to share my same reaction. I did some internet research. I thought I'd have to pay for Glee off of iTunes. No thank you. After more dedication, I found a site where I can watch everything I want (and more!)for free. Thank you internet, for keeping me sane. And caught up on my American television. Especially when I don't have any friends yet. Glee is just too funny to miss.

And now.

Here is my day in photos. Well, part of it.

This is a tad bit south of me (read: approximately one block). The city ends and agriculture begins. I enjoy this time of day.

My dinner. I ventured out into the great city and found a restaurant with pictures of their food well displayed (meaning I could point to what I want), allowing me to eat out for the first time. And it was delicious! The main course rice/chicken dish was lovely; as for side dishes, some are good, some are bad, and some are unidentifiable.

I use chopsticks. I rock.

(which ps here in korea they only use chopsticks and spoons. no forks, no knives. everywhere you go just spoons and chopsticks. its crazy!)

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Combo Meal #2

Why I want to learn how to dance like Beyonce.

Reason #1:

It's hot. I mean, just click here to see one of her recent videos (and please just watch the beginning with Kanye West because I think it is fantastic and I still have nothing but love for him and his talent). Who can move like that?! Not me...yet.

I will conquer.

Reason #2:

I'm pretty sure anyone who can do that has the best work out regime ever. Lets be honest, she burns more calories in one dance than I do in an entire week. Who doesn't want to be that in shape?

Reason #3:

I feel like she's just classy. She does these dance moves that could be considered really slutty, but when she does them they're not. And I'm just so intrigued by her and Jay-Z's relationship. You know its hot, but I cannot for the life of me picture the two of them chillin' on their couch watching an episode of the Simpsons while drinking some Kool-aid. Which is probably because they would never do that, which in turn probably equates to the fact that Beyonce and I could never be BFF's. I'm just wishful.

Yeah, thats pretty much it. I want to look hot but not slutty. But if you saw me right now trying to do some of these moves, you'd just think I was weird. Whatev's. I'm in Korea. You can't stop me!

Moving on to my daily Korean wrap up.

I have no real reports from the day.

I mean, I could talk about how COT invited me to go to an English Bible study group with her for her church and that I said I would. And that I'm excited. I'm sure that'll make a good story.

Or I could mention that I finally bought a pot to boil water to allow me to cook my top ramen. And that I also bought some apples which makes me very, very happy.

I could elaborate on the fact that Korean television, even though I don't understand it, could very well be the strangest thing I've ever seen. This includes the dubbed over Spongebob Squarepants episode I tried watching but couldn't.

Also, there could be reference to my school lunch from today: it was some sort of dried fish soup (while it sounds weird, it was actually very tasty. Minus the bones) and some kimchi (of course). I have a feeling this is going to be my life for the next year.

And maybe, just maybe, some Korean students had to pass through my office to get to the computer lab and they spoke to me so politely and were just so darn cute that after they left I let out a sigh of complete and utter contentment.

I'm still giddy about being here. And I love it.

Now onto Beyonce...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

My crib.

Welcome to my crib.

I can't seem to get the video up, so here are some pics of my apt.

My street. My building is on the left.

The left side of my apartment. Bed. Clothes rack. Suitcases waiting to be unpacked. And my bedding (Mom).

At the foot of my bed is my kitchen. And washing machine. We have my fridge/freezer, sink, and stovetop, with the washing machine below.

This is right when you walk in, on the right side. Kitchen table/desk. TV. Dresser.

And the bathroom. The sink is just right of the toilet, and the shower head comes out on the right above the sink. Does that make sense? And the room behind my bed is for hanging clothes to dry. Nice.

My favorite part of my place though: across the street there is a piano studio. So when it's really quiet I can hear them play. It's lovely.

Day One. Check.

It's only 7:30 pm but I'm going to go ahead and say that today was a success. Have I finished (or started, really) unpacking? No. Do I have any pots or pans to cook any kind of food? No. But those things don't matter when you're in Korea. There are other ways to succeed.

Naturally, last night when I wanted to sleep I could not. Therefore allowing me to wake up too early and waste time doing nothing. But I did get to familiarize myself with some Korean television which, from the looks of it, seems very entertaining.

Then the day of firsts began.

My coteacher (from henceforth she will be referred to as COT) came and picked me up so I wouldn't get lost on my way (thank goodness because I'd only been in the city for less than 12 hours) and we drove to school together. I could tell the moment we got out of the car that it would be quite an experience. Immediately every human being in the surrounding area (mostly boys aged 13-15) turned to stare. Nice. I'm glad I showered (which I will have to do more frequently here, I am sad to say).

So COT and I make our way upstairs and we run into the Vice Principal of the school. I feel like VP's are the same everywhere you go. They seem to know how to have a good time. Even though I couldn't understand what he was saying, I knew he thought he was pretty funny and I could tell I'd like him for that reason only. The different interactions I had with him throughout the day only supported my theory.

We had a staff meeting. COT told me where to go while she went somewhere, and so I was the first in the room. Which means everyone who walked in saw me. The teachers were very nice and smiled and bowed and I responded in the same fashion. Then I was introduced by the VP (everyone laughed during his introduction. I don't know what he said) and I had to introduce myself. What they expected me to say, I have no idea. So it went something like this "Hello. My name is Cindy. I'm from Denver, Colorado (lots of ohhhh's here) and I studied European studies at the university (which apparently VP had already said. I looked like a fool). I'm excited to be here." Giant smile. And then I sat down. They clapped. Then I left the staff meeting for my office while they finished up.

I stayed in that office for the majority of the morning, trying to figure out class schedules and starting on my lesson plans. The last few teachers have left their stuff on the desktop which is super helpful.

The teachers (and students) here are pretty excited about native English teachers (especially blonde ones) and so a few came into my office to talk to me in what little English they know. After their English was worn out, though, the began just talking in Korean. Luckily COT was around and could translate. The best one was when this man walked in the door. COT introduced him as the gym teacher, naturally. He was wearing the typical gym teacher clothing and had his hair slicked back. He was unusually chipper and explained that he used to be a weight lifter before I was born. I was impressed. He seemed glad about that.

COT came and got me for school lunch around noon and again, it was something that wasn't totally expected. But it should have been. Unlike the states, you serve your own food here. Which I was happy about because then I didn't have to take a lot of what looked too weird. It had the usual Korean dishes: kimchi, spinich, rice, soup, some meat. So I took a little of each and luckily it wasn't too bad. Oh, right when I walked in the VP yelled out what would be translated to "Help yourself!" really excitedly. Again, everyone laughed. I wonder if COT is telling me everything...

Good news though: I didn't hate the kimchi. And some of the stuff is wicked spicy, which could be bad, but I think it helps if the flavor isn't my favorite. Also, after I sat down and started eating, the VP looked at me and exclaimed that he was impressed I could use chopsticks. So JENN!!! THANKS! You saved me from looking like a fool to the school.

I walked out of the school and was greeted by tons of Korean boys. They would see me and then smile and say "Hi!". And then Hi again. And Hi about 384 times (so it was more like hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!). Kinda cute. I could tell some of them were going to be trouble. Future students...

Then I came home. I did get a little lost here, but nothing that couldn't be fixed. And then I slept. Three hours. It was GLORIOUS.

I woke up around 6 pm. I decided to embark on an adventure in the outside world before the sun set, and I remembered seeing a little grocery store (ok maybe more like convenience store) on my way home this afternoon. So I tracked that down and had my first shopping experience in Korea. Good thing cup of noodles are easy to spot.

As you can see, I also purchased some top ramen, a can of pineapple, some cookie things, some chip/fry things, digestives (i love them. why don't we sell them in America?) and some orange drink (fanta is my guess). I wanted to grab some food at a surrounding restaurant but it was getting dark fast and I was afraid I wouldn't make my way home in the dark. So I passed by this little food stand on the street and decided I'd give whatever they sold a try (the fish shaped things on the right). I don't know exactly what they are or what they're supposed to be (I'll have to ask COT or any future Korean friend) but they're not bad. They just have this weird, unrecognizable food cooked inside of them. I'll take it.

And onto day 2...

Monday, September 21, 2009


My first post from Korea. I can hardly believe it. I can also hardly believe that I'm not asleep. It's 5 am here. I am exhausted and tired and all sorts of loopy but I still cannot sleep. The first time I've ever been so affected by jet lag. And it bites.

But it does allow me to send a giant hug to my American friends (I have like a billion Korean friends so now I have to distinguish between the two groups).

The flight was long. And when I landed here I looked like trash-mcgee. But it's fine because I got a present from my school: a towel. Seriously the weirdest thing ever. I thought it was a book. But no. It's a pink hand towel. Well, its the size of a hand towel but I'm pretty sure its considered a bath towel. Boo. Good thing I shoved my dinosaur beach towel in a bag last minute. Plus, I think it adds a lot to my apartment.

(why it says charmant and that date and whatever that says in korean i will never know)

I do have a video of my apartment aka my square but it's not uploading. The internet I'm borrowing (or stealing?) isn't the best so it's taking forever to do that. Maybe I'll try to at a better location (aka mcdonalds) at another time.

My apartment is in a stellar location. And when I say stellar I mean I have no idea if it's good or not. It is in close distance (read walking distance) from school so that's nice. And there's another English teacher across the hall (or so I hear) so maybe we'll be friends. (Am I using parenthesis too much?)

The Korean's I have met so far have been very kind. I've been gawked at by a 9 year old girl and I've been judged for not drinking the alcohol.

I wrote an email to my family and here is part of it (just because I don't feel like retyping it):

a man was supposed to be there (at the airport) holding a sign with my name. he wasn't (i was kind of sad about that. i wanted my name on a poster) so i called and he had been stuck in traffic so we meet at our second meeting point location. his name is J and he is very nice. but i did get to thinking how weird is it that i fly to korea and get into a car with a strange man? pretty wild. so we get all my crap in his mini-van (love it) and we start driving down to my city. it took about two hours to get here (the train is shorter. thank goodness) and the conversation was pretty entertaining. he went to school for awhile at UNLV (Vegas) and also in Atlanta. At one point in the conversation he blurted out "I used to smoke weed all the time!" and i laughed pretty hard. it was after he asked me what i liked to drink (alcohol style) and i said i didn't do it. he was shocked and confessed of his past sins. then he asked what i did for fun, because apparently all you do here is drink. and fish (he invited me fishing). oh and did i mention this was all happening when i looked like a cave monster with nappy hair and a smelly aura? yeah. i was super gross.

J was super nice and we met my co-teacher at the school real quick around 8:30 pm local time where they talked in korean and i looked dead. my co-teacher brought her 9 year old daughter because she wanted to see me (token white girl) but i only feel bad. because she wasn't seeing the real me-she was seeing the post 20 hour flight me. so then we came to my apt (super small but cuter than i was envisioning), dropped of my stuff (poor jay was such a gentleman and carried all my bags up. he looked dead after that too). then co teacher Mrs. K took me to the store to pick up some necessities (like frosted flakes) after we said goodbye to J. it was funny. at the store (Lottemart-pronounced Lott-eh mart-kind of like a target/kmart dealio) we were about to head out when all of a sudden i see two white people! we immediately gravitated towards each other and started talking. they're a young couple (around my age i'm guessing) and they're just starting their second year here. so they told me to look them up on facebook and to let them know if i need anything. super nice.


is this exciting information for you all? or boring. because I can talk about other things, too. like how at the grocery store you have to pay 100 won (8 cents) to unhook the shopping carts from each other to use them. And how they have a greeter boy who bows when you walk in and welcomes you (I'm guessing he's welcoming but I don't speak korean) and he also sanitizes the handle of the shopping cart. Awesome.

this is really long. i'm losing it. but let me know if this is what you want to hear. if not, its back to posts like "why i want to learn how to dance like beyonce". if you made it this far i love you (except darren because your posts are all cop outs). :)

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Well Kids.

I'm finishing my packing.

I'm trying to make sure I don't forget anything important.

I'm preparing myself for a grand adventure.

I leave for Korea knowing I'm leaving behind my closest friends, my language, my dear sweet family and going to a place where I don't know a soul and where they don't use my alphabet.

I'm hoping that in one year I will find it just as difficult to leave my new home, but I know that I'll have arms to run into once I step off the plane.

Life is CRAZY.

Also, I'll post again once I find myself willing and able. Which is hopefully soon. Because we all know you're going to be dying to see me eat weird food, make fun of Asian culture, look like Godzilla in comparison to everyone else, and continue to make fun of pop culture and politics.

All from Korea.

PS I am also really sad to be leaving my Cougs midseason. But I know they're in good hands.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

A Must.

I wasn't going to post this. But then I decided it needed to be done. Because seriously.

And really, don't judge me but I still love me some Kanye West. And Beyonce. And Taylor Swift. (in that order). I love everyone.

I also love that Pres Obama just said this. Because I think it's funny. And mostly I picture the President and his wife sitting around their TV Sunday night watching the VMA's, talking about how much they love Jay-Z and how Lady Gaga is OUT OF CONTROL (obviously there's some racism here...) and then Kanye gets up and does his thing and the Obama's laugh a little bit and Michelle goes "Kanye is kind of a jackass" and her husband agrees. And decides to steal her phrase. And then twitter gets a hold of it. And there's no going back.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

My Idol

I've always enjoyed a good season of American Idol. I used to be more obsessed than I am now (I barely catch a few episodes a season these days) but I feel like I know the talent that has made its way through this television show. There are some winners that I can't stand and others I LOVE.

The one I love the most:
Ruben Studdard.
Hands down.

He was the victor in Season 2 and I remember that was the happiest finale I've seen.

I've followed him and I've loved him. And I just want to remind the world that he is still making music and still living the dream. And he's just so darn cute!

Just watch this music video and tell me he's not the most darling man you've ever seen.


Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Lonely Monkey

I wonder if this kid has any friends.

Monday, September 14, 2009


RIP Patrick Swayze. RIP.

Weekend (w)Rap Up

I have so many things to say.

First off, let's talk about the VMA's.

I watched them tonight. I could be embarrassed about this, but I'm not. During the days of my youth, the VMA's were the bomb.com. They were hyped up and everyone went and they had wicked funny skits and hosts were entertaining and it was a super big deal and everybody wanted to perform and/or attend. I even dreamed of walking down that carpet and interviewing BSB and Britney and Christina. I did.

Those were the days.

Now we have CRAZY PEOPLE working the VMA's. It's like you are forced to watch to see what other weirdo things are going to happen. Everyone's talking about the Kanye West/Taylor Swift exchange. All I have to say is that Kanye was probably a little tipsy: good enough excuse for me. (Also earlier I had just watched the music video for Beyonce's song Ego featuring Kanye and so I could see how he was more protective of Mrs. Jay-Z). Anyways. Yeah, not the best thing to ever happen but Beyonce made up for it (along with that random little boy who showed up and stood up for Swift-who was that kid by the way?). No harm no foul. I'll take the drama.

I couldn't help but laugh every time they showed Lady Gaga. That was enough entertainment for me. Her outfits=awesome. In the most disturbing way. Along with her performance. What that woman thinks I never want to know. I suspect she's losing her mind. And poor Kermit the Frog now has herpes. Thanks, Gaga. Maybe you can be in the next Muppets in Space movie.

Legit my favorites of the night were Beyonce's performance, the Eminem/Tracy Jordan shorts (sooo funny), T.I.'s win (I only wish they showed him accept his award from prison), and holy hannah the final performance with Jay-Z and Alicia Keys was phenom.

Moving on...

BYU beat Tulane. 54-3. Seriously they sucked. I mean, we're good. But Tulane really, really sucked. Everytime they made a right move, they made an even bigger wrong move. It was fun to watch, until their pathetic team just made me feel sad for them. That and the fact that their entire stadium cleared out by the fourth quarter. My parents and I had some good laughs at their expense. I'll take it.

And finally:

I went camping. I wore flannel. I smelled like fire. I relished the Rocky Mountains one last time. And I loved it.

Friday, September 11, 2009


It was a Tuesday.

I woke up to the news being played in my parents room, just like any other day.

Talk radio was on in my dad's car on my way to school, just like any other day.

The words spoken on the news, however, would only guarantee that it wasn't like any other day.


I wrote the following in my journal that night:

"Today was a very impacting, sad, depressing day. Today the United States was attacked by an unknown terrorist. It is a very confusing situation for me. This morning before I went to school an airplane was flown into the World Trade Center in New York. Over 50,000 people work in the WTC. Then, a second plane was flown into the other half of the twin towers. Later, another flew into the Pentagon. And another plane crashed in Pennsylvania. These four airplanes were hijacked, and were, in total loaded with more than 250 innocent victims just wanting to get from one place to another. It just makes me so sad, thinking of all these victims and their families...Many people think this is the beginning of a war, but nothing has been formally announced...Most of my teachers at school were close to tears. I really wish I could do something to help. I really feel helpless"

Sept 21, 2001 I wrote this:

"It's been ten days since the terrorist attack, and the United States has changed-for the better. There is much more patriotism and more flags soaring over our nation. It's been a hard week or so, a time to adjust to whats been happening. The President has made some hints about war but nothing is final...About 200 people died in the Pentagon, and the same amount of people have been confirmed dead in New York. But there is still around 5,000 people missing around ground zero. It's so sad. It just changes life perspectives and whats important"

I had never been to New York. I didn't know anyone who was there at the time. But I knew this was a day that I would never forget. I knew it would change everything and everyone. And it has. I am grateful for our nation and our freedom.
May everyone share a little more love today.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Can't Complain

You know, life is pretty rockin' right now. And if you don't know my main source of happiness, you should:


Yes, I'm still riding the giddiness train of BYU's win over OK last Saturday. How can you not? It's the best thing I've ever seen, and I'm not even exaggerating.

And, BOOYAH, I leave next week on one of these:

And I don't know if this is how my plane will look like, but I hope the inside looks like this:

Ready or not, here I come.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

I don't understand


We all know I'm obsessed with Arrested Development. I have been for years now and probably will be for eternity. It's hard to choose a favorite character, but I've narrowed it down to a tight race between Tobias (David Cross) and Buster (Tony Hale). But really I love all of them. It's just the funniest show ever.

I also love the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants movies. I do. Not as much as AD, but I find them highly entertaining. So much that some friends and I found our own traveling pants and they do, in fact, make magical things happen.

This, however, I'm not so sure about:

Did everyone else know that these two have been dating?!

I'm sorry, but this time two loves don't make a right.

Wack attack.

(ps David is 45. Amber...26)