my father underwent a successful triple bypass on Tuesday morning. all signs have been good since then, and we're hoping he'll be out of the hospital in a few days.
i was awake for about 30 hours straight through Tuesday night so my mother could get some sleep. i mean, i probably would have been up anyway.
i think my new medication has definitely been doing something, because ordinarily this is the type of thing that would have completely freaked me out. if anything, i've been almost too calm and rational about all of this.
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i spent the all-nighter on Tuesday/Wed with my iPod and a couple of books i had been meaning to get to. oh, speaking of books... how awesome a choice of reading material for a
hospital waiting room is this:

anyhoo. i brought two books with me.
The Aquariums of Pyongyang and
1984. yes, i have never actually read
1984, gasp, horrors. whatever.
i started with
Aquariums. i don't really remember now how the book was recommended to me (if it was one of you guys, let me know), but it's fortunate that i picked it up. it's the life story of a man (Kang Chol-Hwan) who survived 10 years in Kim Il-Sung's gulags in North Korea, and eventually escaped to South Korea via China.
i highly recommend it. it's an easy read, and i believe that for me it was invaluable as a quick primer on the modern history of North Korea, or at least to better understand how things there have gotten to this point and what life would be like for someone living under this particular sort of tyrant. it's clear to me that this could be the most disturbing human crisis happening in the world right now, but we still don't have all the details. its sad that a) its happening without most people's knowledge and b) there is absolutely no easy way out. Kim Jong-il is happy to follow his father's lead by conning the world out of the resources needed to just BARELY keep his people alive... the famine happening there is a full-blown crisis which rivals any of the other depraved situations in the world today, yet Kim's regime is constructed entirely in the interest of acquiring, developing and selling weapons of mass destruction. the world powers have a choice of either allowing the atrocity to continue unabated, or contributing resources to help the suffering and thus indirectly condoning the existing regime.
aside from anecdotal references to the Korean War (half of which are from Kevin's dad on
The Wonder Years) and riotously funny
LiveJournal Kim Jong-Il imposters, i really have never given much thought to North Korea... and definitely had never made the effort to find out how things had gotten to the point they are now. i'm sorry to say that three days ago i couldn't have told you which countries fought in the Korean War or when or why.
this book follows a wealthy pro-communist family with Korean roots from financial success in Japan to their move back home to support the promise of a successful communist North Korea. upon their arrival, things are not as rosy as promised.
aside from the stomach-churning descriptions of inhumane living conditions in the labor camps, there's an even more fascinating aspect of the story... the narrative style (the book is written by a French historian + journalist, who was told Kang's story through an interpreter) allows the reader to follow the creation of a dictator's Godlike image through the eyes of a child in his formative years.
i started to read
1984 probably 45 minutes after finishing the first book, and quickly came face-to-face with those major Orwellian themes and references i've become familiar with in other places through the years. Big Brother. the Two Minutes Hate. the Ministry of Truth and those classic three phrases:
WAR IS PEACEFREEDOM IS SLAVERYIGNORANCE IS STRENGTHnaturally, good Massachusetts liberal and
Daily Show devotee that i am, i can't help but read those three lines and not think of the way George W. Bush's administration chooses to parcel out disinformation and half-truths to American citizens. tickled pink, i was.
but ultimately, i couldn't read past about 30 pages. i wasn't ready for all of the ridiculous parallels between
1984's totalitarian "Party" and Kim Il-Sung's elaborate network of propaganda, martial law tactics and surveillance as detailed in
The Aquariums of Pyongyang. there was the constant deification of a Big Brother/Kim Il-Sung, replete with iconic posters plastered everywhere. an institutional system for distributing calculated misinformation and constant reaffirmation to citizens of a great vision being realized without error. constant public reminders of the savior that is Big Brother/Kim Il-Sung, and how lucky they were to have him as leader in the face of despicable enemies (Goldstein/America) who wished to destroy their utopia.
i had accidentally brought along with me two identical books. except one was fiction and one was not.
i'll definitely finish
1984 soon, but it was all a bit much to take in for one night.
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so i think i've found my dream woman.
i was in line at CompUSA buying this
$150 pair of earbuds (that i'm now going to return), and saw Her on the cover of
Fast Company magazine.

i was utterly dumbfounded; speechless. she's one of the most beautiful people i've ever seen. or more accurately, i should say that this person + this particular makeup job for this particular shoot has produced a couple of the most gorgeous images of a woman i've ever seen. but i can't find a quality picture of her online anywhere.
her name is Ambra Medda. she's Sardinian.

anyway, i think i've got a shot--
she is the director and co-founder of Design Miami/ Basel, "a bi-annual invitational design event showcasing the world’s top galleries exhibiting modern to contemporary museum-quality design and decorative arts." meanwhile ...i am God's gift to Photoshop.
she is fluent in English, Italian, Spanish, French and Chinese. and i am an awesome speller. i think we would make a good match. and i swear, she looks a little bit like my ex.
here's (PDF warning) her entire insufferable bio from the company page.
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i renewed
PXLT.net a couple of days ago. its currently serving only as a festering little reminder that i am largely devoid of any creativity these days. well, any day now, it's gonna be brilliant. you'll see, you'll all see...!