I blame the weeaboos

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Passing through downtown, I saw a restaurant that’s going to be opening soon.  The name of the restaurant literally means “mom” in Korean (not pictured above).  So obviously, this is going to be a Korean restaurant.

“Korean / Japanese Restaurant”

Okay, this shit pisses me off.  Everyone knows that this restaurant is going to be 95% (probably poorly made) Korean food, but have a guy on site to cut raw fish and pass it off as sushi.  Why pretty much every Korean restaurant in the United States needs to add the slash-Japanese to their description is purely beyond me, and it agitates the fuck out of me.

Korean food is fucking awesome.  Korean barbecue is better than Japanese hibachi any day of the week and fifty times on Sunday.  Korean soups and stews are hearty and satisfying, while the Japanese renditions of such are watery and minimalist.  Japanese food is hipster feed.  Korean food is soul food.  Good food.

Fuck Japanese food.  Why Korean restaurants denigrate themselves by feeling the necessity to add Japanese to their description is completely beyond me, but if I can help it, I won’t ever eat at any Korean / Japanese restaurants.  I’m proud of my Korean heritage, and I wish the people that ran these fucking restaurants would be proud of theirs too, to where they’d be proud to serve Korean food to people of other races with confidence and pride, and without the veiled deception that adding loosely Japanese items would draw them in instead.

I blame weeaboos, and anyone who watched Lost in Translation and thinks everything is better if it’s Japanese for creating this stigma that Japanese shit is so great.  It pains me to see Korean restaurateurs feel the need to add / Japanese to their names thinking it would enhance their business.  If I ever opened a Korean restaurant, I would proudly declare it as such.  I would give it a Romanized name based off of an appropriate Korean word, but underneath it would say “FUCKING KOREAN FOOD RESTAURANT.”  And if any weeaboos or any similar noobs enter my establishment and try to order a fucking bento box or yakisoba, I’ll kick them the fuck out, and dispute the shit out of their one-star Yelps.

Korean food is the best food in all of Asia.  The sooner people realize this, the better off the world will be.

Photos: Ruis and Jen’s Wedding

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Several years of cranberry juice threats and heartfelt chats come to an end on October 2nd of 2011, when my boy Ruis finally nails his shit down, and gets married.  And what we have here is some photographic evidence of Ruis and Jen’s wedding, in which I had the dubious honor of being one of Ruis’s groomsmen.

A joyous occasion that felt like it went by entirely too fast, but full of happiness and a good memory of a special day.  As is the case with many weddings, it’s always a treat to see old familiar faces looking all dapper and polished, while we joke about the same nerdy crap and bring the level of class down one slow tier at a time.

God damn, I have to get me more of that Woodchuck seasonal fall cider.

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I guess I should write something about this

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In all honesty, what happened on Wednesday night doesn’t bother me that much.  Certainly not to the point, where pretty much everyone who knows that I love baseball, seemingly needs to give me condolences as if the dog taco died on me or something.  I love baseball and all, but it’s still, just the game of baseball in the end.  Out of a field of 30, the expectations for championships is slim every year, regardless of the accumulated talent and what so-called experts predict.

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Seen in NOVA: Automotive self-loathing

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“I hate 350Z”

Quite the interesting vanity plate on an Infiniti G35 coupe.  Y’see, the Infiniti G35 coupe and the Nissan 350Z are essentially, the exact same car.  Strip the body panels, and all the superficial seating, and accessories, down to the naked body, skeleton, and heart, and you’ve got an identical chassis and motor.

Infiniti G35 Coupe Nissan 350Z
Drivetrain Front-engine, rear drive Front-engine, rear drive
Platform Nissan FM Nissan FM
Engine VQ35 VQ35
Displacement 3.5 liter V6 3.5 liter V6
HP/Torque 306/268 306/268

I admit there is a little bit of cherry picking involved in these statistics, but come on, chassis, engine, power – these are some pretty key components to an automobile. The point remains that aside from the body panels and car’s design, which are kind of similar in shape, the two cars are the same thing.

Why the driver of this G35 hates 350Zs is completely beyond me.

Or perhaps they’re really that stupid?  Probably.

Photos: Nationals Park baseball trip

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With the season winding down, I decided to go up to Virginia and catch some bonus Braves baseball while spending time with my friends.  Even though I knew that the Braves always play like shit up in Nationals Park, I would rather set superstition aside for good company and live baseball.  Despite the fact that the Braves managed to pull out the victory in the Friday game, they came back down to earth on Saturday and Sunday, by promptly getting pwned, as is customary in D.C., bringing my record to seeing the Braves at Nationals Park to an awesome 1-5.

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Sports sadness

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Baseball is making me sad right now, and I don’t have anyone to really discuss it, nor does anyone really want to listen.  Not because the Atlanta Braves are on the verge of a pretty monumental collapse, having allowed a supposed insurmountable lead for the final playoff spot disintegrate completely, boiling down to a showdown tomorrow, or rather later on tonight, on the regular season’s final day.  That disappoints me, but I understand that defeat happens, and losing is a part of sport.  Whether it’s a historic collapse, or a triumphant comeback, there’s winners and losers.

What makes me sad right now is all the negativity surrounding the circumstances.

I know it’s pretty ironic for me to point out negativity, considering that in many other aspects outside of sport, I’m a pretty pessimistic individual.  But in seriousness, I feel as if all Braves fans and supporters around me have adopted this defeatist mentality, and have long given up on the team they supposedly root for.  I know that it’s frustrating, so I can’t blame at all these people for being all jaded and pessimistic, but up until the events of the previous night, the Braves were still in the driver’s seat.

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Dog food croupier

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The dog taco is elderly, and needs a little bit of assistance with some tasks these days.  He’s also become quite the finicky eater, and his weight has fluctuated in a not-so good way as a result.

Recently, I’ve discovered the way to expedite his eating habits, but such a process requires me to sit and monitor him while he eats, to make sure that one, he eats, and two, assisting the mostly blind dog taco realize that there is food in front of his face.

I feel like a craps stickman, sitting next to him while his face is in his eating dish, while I have to continuously push the scattered kibble morsels back to the center of the plate for him to dive in and have plenty of food ready for his consumption for him to vigorously chow down on.  With each series of bites, the kibble scatters along the dish, and like at a craps table, I have to use my little stick and gather and compile them back to the center for  him to continue eating.

But it’s all worth it, because lately, it feels as if he may have put some weight back on, since being on this twice-a-day mini-meal schedule, even if it means playing dog food croupier, and ain’t nothing too much to ask for the dog taco.