California, Here I Came

Well, folks, it's been a while, but that's a good thing.  I've been busy and really busy.  Since my last post, I actually traversed the expansive, now irradiated, Pacific Ocean to the grand ol' Estados Unidos, as my hombres like to call it. 

Mom and I decided to ditch Korea for a while to get some fresh air.   We spent our initial week and half in California, and boy, it's when I return to America that I realize what I'm missing.  Real pick-up trucks, real Mack trucks, real Corvettes....  None of these Hyandai mini, wannabe-trucks. 

While in California, I got to see G-Dad and Grandma KC.  That's another aspect of American life that is missing in Korea -- grandparentage.  I could get used to that. 

G-Dad took me to see trains, and afterwards, he took me to In and Out, the famous burger joint.  I got to have french fries and a vanilla shake for lunch.  H-E-A-V-E-N! 

In addition to my train excursion, I got to visit a different park nearly everyday.  Grandma KC stocked me up on some real dudes' clothing.  So, now, I can really impress the ladies. 

Here are some photos of my California adventures. 
In and Out Milkshake -- the REAL mcoyster






Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

******Static*******Static*******

*****Static*****Static************************************************************************************************************************************************************************(6 years of STATIC)**************************************** (Someone clearing his throat.) Locke:  Crikey, Albert!!! Are we on?  Do not touch that dial.  Every time Will touches that button, we can never get it back on the right channel.  Blasted walkie talkie.  Santa should have gotten a contract with Motorola.  These things are junk.  Ok....let me see here.  Is it Channel 1?  I think we can broadcast now. "Hello, hello!  Good Morning.....ahem....Good Afternoon.....where are we Albert?" Albert:  You forgot to say "over." Based on my superior geographical knowledge, we are in a place called Buckeye....Buckeye, Arizona.  That's "Bravo," "Romeo," "Uncle".....wait...."Uniform," "Cheetoh," "Kilo," "Echo,"...
Read more

Highlights

Image
The other evening, I was just minding my own business, driving my Ferraris, Corvettes, and Toyota Land Cruiser along the scenic highway (the couch, but don't burst my bubble).  That's when I heard Locke and all of the other furball doofuses in the hallway whispering.  Locke, "Shhhhhh!  Wait for it, w-a-i-t   f-o-r  i-t........." Then, they could hear a key inserted in the front door lock.  Within seconds, the door opened and in walked dad. Albert loudly whispered, "NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Once I heard the door open, I completely disregarded the crazies in the hallway and ran to see dad.  My latest trick is stealing the hat out of his flight suit pocket.  He keeps it in the pocket on his lower leg, and man, it's easy pickins'.  I love that hat!  When I have that hat on, I command so much more respect. As I was grabbing Dad's hat, I heard Ludendorff whisper, "Ja, you are correct.  Zee kiddo lights up zlike ...
Read more