Monday, May 12

WILD, WILD, WILD.

after STORM service on FAITH, headed to nj with joanne, jimmy, and david to meet up with parents and relatives from korea for mother's day.

joanne made some awesome paella and lobster (mmmmm......). we had some good convos and laughs.

the lakers pulled off a gritty, ugly win over the spurs to tie it up. it was a nasty win, but it had to be done.

then, the golden oldies, the relatives from korea, decided that we would all sing hymns. we all stood in a circle and busted out hymn after hymn after hymn.

now, my family (nuclear and extended) is very christiany, so singing hymns is considered great fun. and maybe it hit a spot for some of them. cause they started DANCING after that. i mean, with little transition. it was weird. TWISTING. and ... i don't know how to describe some of the things that were going on...

but THEN. one of my aunts KISSED my uncle. RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF US. and got me to take a PIC of it. it was a madhouse. ppl crying and laughing.

kissing in public is taboo in korean culture. anyone who has seen a korean drama knows this. you know that moment in the drama when they guy and the girl moves together, and the natural thing would be for them to kiss, but at the last moment, they hug instead? (which always makes me crack up) well, that is because kissing is such a shocker for koreans.

and THEN. they got MY MOM AND DAD TO KISS. RIGHT IN FRONT OF US. HOLY MOLY. pandemonium. things were out of control.

in the midst of all this, i couldn't shake the notion that this was the craziest thing i've ever been a part of. i don't have wild friends that come even a fraction close to these guys. why were they acting so crazy? it slowly dawned on me, that these past few days were not exactly purely happy events. it was fun, it was celebratory, but it also had a desperate, morbid air to it.

these siblings, i realized, had not seen each other, all together, in a long, long time. and were not likely to see each again for a while. and maybe not ever. because some of these aunts were very old. it was enough of an excuse for them to all to meet together, to act crazy and wild and have a GREAT time, one last time. like a last dinner. it was joyful, but it was also cramming years of lost companionship and sibling love, into several days. i realized this, while laughing my head off at their antics. tears were shed, driven by the crazy antics/fun, or this sudden revelation, i don't know.

but when one of my aunts mentioned something about french kissing, that's when i asked jimmy to drive me back to the city. it was time to get outta there, FAST.

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i am not making this stuff up, folks. used with permission:

jane park: i've got to get to hollywood somehow...can i tag along?
jane park: i can see it now...the lights....the makeup...the prosthetic boobs....
jane park: i don't WANT them! i NEED them
jane park: in order to be psylocke

and so, i present to you the evidence. draw your conclusions. ;)


yakob at 1:41 AM

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