Korea experienced an earthquake recently. I was initially pretty sure it was my fault because every time I go somewhere, something catastrophic happens in the general region in which I find myself. Mad Cow, Chernobyl, Fukushima, New Orleans flooding, volcanic activity in Washington, my son, etc. I decided long ago that I am at odds with the universe.
Then things started falling into place. It isn’t just me. It’s my last name. During my last tour in Korea, Doc and I met a distant relation bearing the same last name as us. As it turns out, Laura was at odds with the universe too as evidenced by her deranged bird besiegement. If they weren’t flying into her house and dying at her feet, they were landing close enough to her house to vomit dead fish at her. I personally think they were just looking out for her, but it can be disconcerting to have fish projectiles hurled at you. No pun intended.
Then there is my brother, The Brain. Dogs have harassed him for as long as I can remember. This began in Panama when he ran through someone’s carport and a formerly snoozing German Shepard woke to nearly tear The Brain’s left butt cheek off. Since then, he’s been a devout cynophobe (I had to look that up because dogophobe didn’t sound quite legit) which should not to be confused with gynophobe. Seriously. I just looked that up and it’s a real thing. He’s certainly not a gynophobe. They may have scared him briefly during adolescence, but I’m pretty sure he’s good now. Except for maybe his spouse. He’s definitely a little scared of her. Anyway, I posted this pic at him because I’m a good big brother and don’t want him to forget the things that made him who he is:
He informed me that “When going to someone’s house, you never hear “I’m glad you have this dog!”
“Of course you do,” I replied. “You just have to read between the lines. For example, when people say things like “Sweet Jesus! Why is he trying to bite my face off?”, they really mean “Awe. He so affectionate. I’m really glad you have this dog.”
Just days later, he got his family a dog. I’m a really good influence when you think about it.
I redacted my sister-in-law’s face for the same reason I Pac-Man The Brain’s face in pics, but didn’t want to cause confusion so I Mrs. Pac-Manned hers. I’m a little disappointed in the results. I couldn’t get the eye quite right. I guess that’s irrelevant though. I just wanted you to see the source of Korean seismic woes. Junsa, Destroyer of Worlds is his full name. Junsa is to Korea what Godzilla is to Japan. See for yourself.
The Brain gets a dog. The following day Korea has an earthquake. Deny it all you want, Brain. This one is so totally on you this time.