Day 185

Thursday | August 30th, 2012


I woke up this morning to more wind frapping the windows and curtains; another typhoon was passing through for the season. The last one was a bust and didn’t expect anything from this one either.

Sitting in the bathroom—not hungover, thankfully—trying to decide how to spend my dwindling vacation and looking out the window at things blowing in the wind … I noticed something … odd (hero image, top). Something coming off my roof was wrapped around the top of an adjacent electrical pole and seriously blowing and bucking in the wind.

Back on Day 117, there was a rooftop party to celebrate the end of the semester. SJ, my downstairs neighbor, and I had twisted a pink strand of plastic ribbon through the bars on the roof to keep overly curious children from leaning out between the bars. Remembering that preparation reminded me that SJ had a leftover spool of ribbon which he nestled in the supports of a cable dish on the roof. It seemed that in the two typhoons this had come loose and unfurled and gotten wrapped around the pole.

I went straight to the roof with the dogs (slightly fearful that a gust of wind would whisk Naughty away). The remainder of the ribbon was tangled with the internet lines for at least three flats. It seemed like it would break or take the internet with it for some people. One of those people could be me! Realizing how much it would suck to be without internet for the last bit of vacation, I tried to wheel the ribbon in, only to have it snap off and become further enraptured with the electrical pole.

I spent the rest of the day on a mission of sorts. I began writing all the back posts from Day 173 where I’d left off before I got crazy busy with engagements. I also made sure that I went chronologically and included all the happenings with the house. I stayed up until 06.00 the next day doing this. Like a mission …

The Daily un-Bullet

These photographs are unaltered. It really was crazy bright, sunny, cloudy, rainy, and windy all at once. Right time, right place …

Daily Report

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The Fourth Wall

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This Old Hanok

When we had the bathroom done, we wanted to design our own window for the part of the wall which straddles the storage space along the side of the house. This way we could have clean airflow through

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