The grass is greener on the other side
Check out that luscious, well manicured lawn. Makes me want to do my Julie Andrews Sound of Music routine on it. How about you?
It's not mine. It's my immediate neighbor's. Now behold front lawn of the Cho Casa.
Honestly, I couldn't give a rip about what my neighbors would say and do about my lawn. That is, until one night, this thought crossed my mind out of the blue: 'What if they say behind my back....'
Warning: If you are a strong adherent of political correctness, you should stop reading right now and visit another blog.
Okay, so you are still with me. I feel sorry for you. So going back to that thought, I was thinking, what if they start gracing me with this cute little nickname?
Let's back up here for a moment. Back when I was growing up, there were only two Asian nationalities known to Americans: Japanese and Chinese. "Are you Japanese or Chinese?" was how people phrased the typical inquiry into my national origin since most of them had not heard of Korea. At times I wonder if they can find Canada on the map.
Well, let's see, the United States lost [sarcasm] only 35,000 lives [/sarcasm] during the Korean war, so don't you think the country is kinda important to our history?
But I saw a silver lining in this. When I acted like a dork, the Chinese or Japanese reputation took a hit, but not my people's. So I considered it my patriotic duty to transgress with reckless abandon in front of white people as a payback for all the grief that Korea was at the receiving end of throughout history.
Now things have changed, thanks to this dude.
Has he fired his hair stylist yet? Helen Keller would have done a better job than that.
Despair not, ladies and gentlemen. Meet the Traveling Sprinkler.
As you can see, as the spinning arms spit out water, the rotating shaft gradually turns the back wheels pushing the whole unit forward. The front wheel rides the hose using it as a train track, which means the path of water follows the layout of the hose across the lawn. I love this thing.
Isn't that the neatest thing or what? Now you may ask, how does it stop? Or does it stop? Ah, now you are thinking.
Gets closer, closer, closer...
Now, not only has it come to a full stop, but the water has been completely shut off as well.
Korean trash maybe, but I own and operate the coolest sprinker in the world.
At least he doesn't seem to mind the trashy grass.