The Law School Admissions Process

I just read this and I feel very encouraged!

Thanks J.J.

Stop Saying “Happy New Year!” And Prestigious Lunch!

After getting my lunch from my prestigious cafeteria, I got on the elevator along with the CFO of our firm.  As we get on, a person he knows greets him with, “Hey Prestigious CFO, happy new year!”  After said person leaves, he asks me, “At what point do people stop saying “Happy New Year” to each other?  Wasn’t that two weeks ago?”  Thinking I was the witty conversationalist, I replied that people stop saying happy new year in February.  He gave me a small grunt and left when his floor came.  I guess me not so witty.

In other important events, I ate arugula, chickpeas and some chicken breast with herbs on it.  I eat nice for lunch so I can eat naughty for dinner.

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Non-Naughty Lunch

.: UPDATE :.

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Very naughty dinner!

My Lunch Today at the Cafeteria of a Supremely Prestigious Law Firm

This is my lunch today.  It’s very random.  A bowl of hot angus beef chili topped with cheddar, mozzarella, hot peppers and red onion accompanied by a plate of five Swedish meatballs (I ate one in the picture), a risotta ball, a potato croquet, six baby tomatoes and a bunch of sliced cucumber with watercress and chopped tomatoes.

I normally pray before I eat and usually I’ve been saying, “God, thank you so much for this food.  SERIOUSLY, thank you so much.  If I didn’t have this food in front of me I would still be hungry, so thanks so much.  In the name of Jesus Christ I pray, Amen.”

Sometimes I pray for other things too like dissipating someone else’s hunger with each bite I take, North Korea’s perpetual famine, stronger family bonds, for my friends and other higher minded ideals.  I wonder what it is that you, the fantastic reader, pray for before eating or if you don’t normally pray before meals, what would you pray for if you did? Just think about the possibilities.

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Homeful Ohio

Some justice was served recently.  An Ohio homeless man with a crazy amazing voice got a job from the Cleveland Cavaliers, is being sought by NFL Films and who knows what else!  Read this and watch the below clip.  Also CBS interviewed him and dang son, so very heartwarming and seriously, what a freaking voice!

The Personal Journal of The Korean Boy

In the formative years of The Korean Mang, journals were written.  They were written with the idea that they would one day be read by futuristic human beings or by an alien race.  The journal would be preserved by a time capsule.  The idea was procured from Calvin & Hobbes.  The author was nine.  The following is an entry from when he was a young lad.  Verbatim.

Please note that the writing is executed in an explanatory fashion because as a young Korean boy, he was very bright and knew that not all people would know what kimchi was or why a certain bedroom in my home was called the “Grandma” bedroom.
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Dec. 18, 1994       Entry No. 2
Continued from Dec. 17, 1994.

I’m back now so I was finishing my Korean school story.  During the way home from Korean school we went to a gasoline station for gas for my grandma’s car then we went and watched some t.v. and had lunch.  For lunch we had rice, spicy vegetables, spicy soup with tofu, vegetables, and some meat, we had little fish, and dried seaweed.  Right now I’m going to take a shower right now so I’ll be back soon.  I’m back now so let’s go back to my story.  I have to tell you this, I’m not going to write paragraphs because it gets me confused.  After lunch I watched t.v. and later on my grandma and Dana, my cousin (she’s 3 years old) went to sleep on the couch and I was watching t.v., later my grandma and Dana went to sleep in the “Grandma” bedroom to sleep.  It is called the “Grandma” bedroom because my babysitter (she was a grandma but she was still strong) slept there.  But ever since her son and his wife had a baby, my babysitter had to babysit him instead.  Oh, well at least I could visit my babysitter.  Back to my story.  After they left I turned off the t.v. and went to sleep on the couch and I let David my brother which is 5 years old play with my stuff.  I slept for two hours and woke up to see “The Karate Kid” Part Two and then thats all of my day even though there’s more to write I want to write about today.
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To be continued…

happy new year’s day everyone!

The Korean tradition of eating tteokguk on New Year’s Day persisted in the Lee household.  It’s basically a carb happy dish comprised of rice cakes in soup.  It’s not sexy or anything but it can be when dumplings are added, which is exactly what Mama Lee did.  She makes them by hand filled with kimchi, clear rice noodles, tofu, eggs and beef.  My mom also makes her own kimchi.  One day, when I open my own Korean barbecue restaurant, it’s going to be stocked with her kimchi.  It will also be on sale separately in large and small jars.  No medium  because you either go hard or go small, not medium.

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Mama Lee's Mandoo (Dumpling) Tteokguk with dried seawood on top.

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An army of Mama Lee's mandoos, complete with pink toothbrush to ensure cleanliness.

Although the origin of eating tteokguk on New Year’s is not known, I believe a certain amount of bad luck befalls the Korean who fails to do so.  But who needs luck when you have handmade dumplings so fat that it’ll make you look skinny while making you fatter in the end!

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Mama Lee's Mandoos.

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Mama Lee's Mandoos without flash.

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Mama Lee also make her own kimchi by hand with love. Look at the red love!

suburban criminals lack common sense

I just read a police blotter from an online news site called Patch.  They basically cover local news in different towns around the country.  This particular town is in Marple Township, Pennsylvania.  I’ve never read a police blotter until today.  It was pretty funny because I realized how dumb and amateur some of these criminals are.

Exhibit A
A woman’s purse gets pickpocketed inside a Dollar Tree.  The thief makes away with $95 cash, a check for $167 and a $900 watch.  Not bad for a dollar store pickpocket.  But the question begs to be asked, if you’re looking to score from unsuspecting shoppers, why a 99 cents store?  Are there not better places to conduct one’s black business?

Exhibit B
Two women get away with $200 worth of Old Navy clothing.  First of all, Old Navy still exists?  Secondly, people still like Old Navy?  And third, isn’t $200 of Old Navy gear pretty much half the store?  In the blotter, it also says that Old Navy employees were able to stop the women and recover one of their bags of stolen items so maybe they could have gotten away with $400 instead.  But seriously?!  You let two women carrying two huge bags of about $200 each walk right out and are only able to get one of those bags?  How fast could they have run with such extra weight on them?  Dumb criminals and dumb Old Navy employees.

Exhibit C
A burglar steals some jewelry and a five pound jug of cash and coins worth about $100.  Jewelry, fine.  There was ice on it apparently.  The five pound jug?  Really?  That’s the best you could do?  You’re in a house all by yourself and all you can do is steal $100 in pennies and nickels?  Come on mang!  Honestly, at that point, why would you even take the additional risk of the weight carrying you down?  Stupid.

Conclusion
Suburban criminals are dumb.  But maybe one needs to start at the dollar store and at Old Navy and with five pound jugs of change to move on to bigger and better thangs.  Everyone’s gotta start somewhere.