Momma Cha’s Take on Unboxing Kim Jaejoong: WWW (Repackage Album)


First of all, a brief visual of the actual album presentation. Extremely designed packaging! ¬† ūüôā <3

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WWW: Remake: Removing One’s Makeup


I don’t usually comment on the physical presentation of our Guys albums. They are always equally beautiful. However, Jaejoong’s WWW Remake album came in so uniquely packaged that I feel compelled to express my reaction to it.

I received my copy yesterday. I had waited some time for it to come in. Waiting makes for more anticipation, right? The package was oversized! I remember thinking, “Gracious, why is this package so huge?

After removing the bubble wrap, I placed the album on the table while I looked at each element of its presentation. There were several things that caught my attention. I noted the shape. It was reminiscent of the speakers on stage viewed from above.[Note: check out the first picture in the booklet]  It also had a coffin feel. Mostly, it looked like a gift box, especially considering the lid of gold and black. A rich presentation. The gold band encircling the box referenced the first WWW: Who When Why.

I removed the lid and gently put it aside. The photo/lyrics booklet was on top. It was a tight fit that bent the corners just a wee bit. No bigee. The pictures and info were worth the wait, Encased in the main body of the package were the CD and DVD. They were almost anti-climatic after the excitement of the presentation. Yet, don’t get me wrong. This album would be beautiful sent in a plain cardboard box. The booty is the tracklist. Outstanding work, Jaejoong!

I felt as if I was receiving a marvelous gift, this repackaged WWW. I especially like ‘Heaven’, Keshou’, Butterfly…¬† To be honest, I like all of the songs. Jaejoong has such a beautiful, expressive voice–he owns this album on many levels. I’m just happy that he took advantage of the opportunity to share these songs and pictures with us. What’s next? If this album is any indicator–the sky is the limit!
I look forward to Jaejoong’s next album.


Narrative Credit: Momma Cha

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Editors Note: Military Service

DBSKpictureofyouJaejoong, Yoochun, Junsu, and Yunho are named in the article below as possibly entering the military soon. Only they know their personal time frames for this mandatory obligation to the Korean military. it is an inevitable thing, and it will be best for us to mentally ‘gear up’ to survive their absence. After all, they are family to us.¬† There are many innovative activities that can be done by the fans while they are in service, and hopefully the time will pass quickly and safely. Let’s keep loving all of these young men.

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Happy Birthday U-know Yunho: The Promise of Another Year Continues…

Happy Birthday Yunho:¬† Another Year’s Promise Is Here

yunhoghanahope7 Another year has passed in the life of U-Know Yunho–leader-sshi extraordinaire, friend, dancer, singer, and actor. Who is this ball of energy who seems to have the ability to do such a variety of things, including reaching into his heart and his resources to meet the needs of others? Yunho, you personify fatherhood and young wisdom, yet you also exude a certain vulnerability and naive playfulness that suggests that you have found a way to relieve the pressures of your everyday existence. You have always been one to shoulder everyone’s burden, but what about your burdens?

Early on, as a member of DBSK, you were assigned the leadership role. I can imagine trying to supervise those four extremely energetic, independent doers and thinkers, namely, Jaejoong, Yoochun, Junsu, and Changmin, I believe that Jaejoong helped you a lot, as they all probably did–but it still remained your role to see to tasks being performed, and to coordinate between upper management and the members. This was not a comfortable place to be. Middle-management has its own set of problems, and you could get caught in between the two. Your loyalties have to lie with both, and the “buck’ definitely stops at your house often. It takes great courage and strength to live in this way, but you have consistently managed to do this.

It doesn’t matter how much we speculate–the only ones who truly know why DBSK split are the actual parties involved. The question is do we truly need to know? I believe that truth and revelation are healers. Each member was and still is affected, and what utter devastation was caused among the fandom. Yet, In some ways it has strengthened the fandom and revealed true loyalties. I also believe that this strengthened each member. Adversely, it has created a climate for fan wars that eventually will be revealed as evoking unnecessary casualties.¬† Over-all, everyone receives the love if they choose to embrace it. .

Yunho, you are a human being. You hurt like we all hurt. Yet, you tend to hide that hurt until you are alone. This makes it hard to know what your needs are. As a caring community of people, and disregarding diverse loyalties arising out of the split–you occupy a singular position. You also occupy a unique place in our hearts. There is no one like you. As this year progresses, and you achieve more things born out of your own inner drive and perfectionist personality–I believe that you will surpass your own expectations. You have greatness in you; we have seen it all along–and I am praying that you will someday emerge as a guiding influence on the world around you. Seek profound truths, and let yourself be guided by what is truth.

I want to congratulate you on the 10th anniversary, on ‘Somefhing’ and TENSE, and on all of the recent awards and achievements, whether in conjuncture with Changmin or singly. You will continue to grow, and more responsibility will fall upon your shoulders. You are fast approaching your 30’s, the start of the most potentially productive years of your life. Choose your projects wisely, esteem those who are worthy of your esteem, always keep the faith, and know that you are loved…


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Reflections on Winter 2013-2014


Occasionally I take the time to reflect upon the seasons and the many different changes they put you through. Winter is, by it’s very nature, one of the most extreme of the seasons. Winter¬† 2012 through to March 2013 here in the US of A’s mid west was mild, although it snowed intermittently through to June. This was the first spring that my petunia’s came back.

Au Contraire for winter of 2013 through to spring 2014. Cold, and promising to be anything but mild, it has snowed consistently since early December with no let up in sight. We definitely had a white Christmas this year. Along with that beautiful white snow came the cold and ice–wet and penetrating. Christmas shopping was a painful affair. The wind cut through every layer of clothing, and, despite the cold, people thronged everywhere; making an uncomfortable situation even more uncomfortable.

Now don’t get me wrong, I truly love winter. To be honest, I truly love people. ¬† ūüôā¬† The winter skies are the most bright and clear, and stars shine like diamonds. Also, fresh snowfall is one of the most beautiful and unique examples of GOD’s creation.¬† Sadly, it gets dirty fast. Driving mile after mile with dirty snow piled up beside the road can get depressing.¬† Nothing white stays white for long.

Snow white beauty piles up inside my driveway causing my car to bog down while going out on an important mission. Why haven’t I plowed the driveway? Believe me, I have. Those 35 mph winds just blew the snow back into the driveway. Let’s not mention the walkway. After shoveling and breaking up ice for hours, the wind delights in re-covering the walkway as well. So, I guess you could say that all that effort is in vain, right? Why go through the snow, ice, and cold if you don’t have to.

Well…after analyzing some possible choices–sunny Florida, Arizona, California, and other southern and southwestern states, perhaps even Australia (summer in January) I’ve come to the conclusion that every locale has it’s own drawbacks. I may be shoveling snow like a pro here–but someone else may be experiencing hurricanes or tornadoes. Others may be dealing with volcanoes, or even earthquakes. This year, the whole country is experiencing unseasonal cold weather. Did I forget to mention the -60 wind chills? Brrrrrrrrrrrr.

I long for the spring, which has allergies and grass-cutting waiting for me, but also the most beautiful, gentle breezes. My daffodils and crocuses herald the new season, and inspire me to begin my gardening. I look forward to beautiful roses, pots of begonia and impatiens. Every spring I bring out my cacti, and they grow and bloom until Fall. I begin in earnest on my vegetable garden which also keeps me busy through Fall. I find it fun and invigorating.

But…back to winter. After all this complaining, I guess I really do like winter. Whether winter likes me is the problem. ūüôā I am praying that everyone caught in the throes of Old Man Winter will come out hale and hearty this spring.


Narrative credit: Momma Cha

130331 Have a Happy Easter by Momma Cha

Easter is an exciting time for me. There is so much activity to celebrate the Cross of Christ which brings me to the understanding of who I am in Him. It is His Spirit in me that makes me love everyone around me, and even those far away. As we celebrate Easter of 2013, it is with gratitude that winter is starting to release its grip on the land. The robins are here, leaner than before, but they will soon fatten up on the earthworms. There is still an abundance of snow that is slowly melting here on the farm. This creates deep mud, and I go out each day with a prayer that there is enough firm earth to safely make it to my car. There has been so much moisture that the asphalt driveway sways slightly beneath my feet. I need the beautiful green grass to energize me; the birdsong to lighten my heart, and the color and beauty of the crocuses and daffodils to herald that Spring is finally here. Spring and Easter are both my motivators to begin the renewal process. The garden beckons me with a longing to feel the dirt between my toes–an old habit from childhood and part of the Joy of Spring.

Easter is also filled with music–my major motivating force. It is the music¬† [ I embrace many genres] that gives me heart-ease, strength, and a bright horizon to share with others. Singing comes naturally, I have been singing and writing music since childhood. Music is as breath to me. My world begins to shrink without music, and depression tries to sink into my soul. I do not fully understand the draw of the music that JYJ and TVXQ bring to us, it is simply there. I relax to it; I enjoy the lyrics, the rhythm, and the beat, and I especially enjoy getting to know the people behind the music. As a youngster growing up, I simply embraced the song. Now I have learned to embrace the song and the songster.

To those who celebrate Easter, I am with you. To those who do not, I am still with you. Love encompasses all and makes this world a better place.

Have A Wonderful Easter

Narrative credit: Momma Cha @jyjfantalk

Happy Birthday to Thatmelancholysoul from Mommy Cha

 Happy Birthday to thatmelancholysoul from Mommy Cha

I can remember the first time that I laid eyes on you. You were blue, and a team of doctors and nurses were fighting for your life. Thankfully, through God’s grace, they won, and I was able to hold you in my arms. You have always been my most curious one; the one who questions everything; and my music and dance companion. If I were to define you I would say that you are multi-faceted and multi-talented. What you choose to put your mind, time, and effort into becomes a positive reality. It is in the choosing that you must display the most wisdom–because every moment spent in pursuit of a goal is a lost moment if the goal is not attained.

You have endless potential my Dear, and life is beckoning you to explore and conquer. I can remember being your age and the things that I wanted to do– imaginable and unimaginable things. The horizon was vast and many pursuits beckoned. Art college came first–then an art career. BB, [Before Babies], I was content with graphics, but after your sister and then you were born–I somehow gained a different perspective on life.¬† I discovered that I enjoyed children so much that my next pursuit became teaching–a pursuit I still engage in. Over time, I have taught everything from kindergarten to college; from church school to public education; infancy to geriatrics–and I have enjoyed them all. I have had a wonderful life filled with teaching and learning with and from you and your sister. Surprisingly, young people can teach their elders a thing or two. It is the young who face challenges head on and refuse to give quarter. It is the young who look for possibilities before impossibilities.

I guess I could say that I hold you responsible for introducing me to the world of J-Pop and K-Pop. First came Super Junior. I struggled so hard to remember [much less pronounce] each member’s name, and I danced many times with you to ‘Sorry, Sorry’. For a while we were unaware of any other K-pop groups until the day that you discovered ‘Mirotic’ while surfing on Youtube. That is the day that DBSK became a part of our existence. I was immediately fascinated by their dancing and singing abilities, and I can remember spending hour upon hour learning everything that I could about the group and its members. I learned to talk on the blogs and forums, and gradually became solidly supportive of Jaejoong, Yunho, Yoochun, Junsu, and Changmin. I was attracted by their musicality and their personalities. For a while I struggled because I couldn’t understand why, I, a classic music teacher, gospel singer, songwriter, wife, and mother of two grown daughters, would enjoy listening to this music. For some reason it both soothed me and challenged me to explore beyond my everyday music parameters. Hence came that immediate Mommy, agape love for the members of DBSK. If it seems as if Super Junior paled in comparison, not so, I still enjoy their music and their antics. What was most surprising, however, was that nurturing spot that DBSK immediately occupied. I became a Momma Bear, ready to defend if needed. Sadly, it would be needed.

There are happenings in life that defy description. One such happening was the split of DBSK. 2010 became a remarkable year that smelled of change on the wind. Many were confused and frightened, including the members, and in an effort that would take strength from us all, the Five became Three and Two. As a family, we stood in the position of distressed observer, never abandoning any member, but with a spirit that knew deep down that things would never again be the same. This didn’t mean that hope was abandoned, but reality dictated that change was inevitable. We fought with everything in us to maintain the faith, and we still fight for the hope that someday these friends and brothers will be able to sit down and enjoy quality time together. It is no longer about the music or the companies–it is about the friendships.

So now, thatmelancholysoul, how does this in any way relate to your Birthday? Why have I written this narrative in this way? It is because I want to see you fight just as hard to be who you are despite all the obstacles and oppositions that life can mete out. It isn’t even about who’s right or wrong–it is about seeking the truth that will set you free to pursue goals that are beneficial to you and to those around you. It is about hanging in there when everyone else says that it is time to give up. It is about clinging to hope when it seems as if hope has abandoned you. Word to the wise–hope never will abandon you as long as you cling to hope because hope is in Christ.. It is in realizing that faith and hope are the underpinnings through GOD’s Holy Spirit that keep you stable in a world full of instability.

You are now an adult making adult decisions and entering this arena called life. Think deeply about things; meditate on things; then trust your spirititual instincts. …”Whatever things are pure, think on these things”….

I will always love you, thatmelancholysoul, with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength because I am striving to be made in the image of Christ.¬† I do not expect perfection…I only ask you to strive for it.

Love, Mommy

130125 A New Birthday–A New Kim Jaejoong Revealed? by Momma Cha

A New Birthday–A New Kim Jaejoong Revealed?¬† by Momma Cha

Truth to tell Jae, this new side of you isn’t so new to some of us. We’ve always known that you possessed a zany sense of humor, and that you have the ability and the inclination to hang off of chandeliers.^^¬† So, that having been said with extreme love…<3

¬†¬†¬†¬† I usually do a Birthday post with pictures, narrative, and video of Jae that I have enjoyed from the previous year–but this time around I have something to say about the talent of Kim Jaejoong that has been revealed within the last few weeks. Jaejoong, you are astonishing. You have always had great songwriting and singing ability, and there are many favorites of mine among the songs you have produced and co-produced over the last nine years. Yet, I must express my delight in listening to this new mini-album, “Mine’. Every since the first time that I heard MAZE and watched you so joyously absorbed in the performance of this song–I have wanted to have a soft rock album featuring your voice. You do well in this genre– I believe that you should explore many genres. You have a voice that is distinctive and unique–there are few like it in the world. You can sing mellow ballads that help me to relax and emote; then belt out rock ballads that encourage me to dance. All of these songs and approaches are you, but I can hear more than this in your future… I am happy that you are free to have a fulfilling future.

Over the years there have been many things that we did not know; things that were part of your everyday existence. If we had been aware we would have prayed even harder because you hurt a lot. I find it incredible that you and your brothers not only survived, but I believe that you grew in many ways because of the adversity. When your back was against the wall you came out fighting–not with fierce weapons meant to harm and cripple, but with a vision and a determination built on genuine talent that was a more formidable weapon. Love conquers all, and that is what you chose to do. I’m not implying that there were not moments of rage and unbelief that these things were happening and still happen, but overall you chose to love.

Love is what has held this fan base together for so many years despite the occasional war. This is family, and families fight more intensely than mere strangers. Adversely, families also love more intensely than mere strangers. That intensity makes me realize, Jaejoong, that you occasionally need a breathing space. Hard work is countered by hard play. However, because I understand your personality type, I realize that you are driven to serve and give, even to the detriment of your own body and spirit. I have lived here for many years but I have now learned to stop occasionally and see to my own needs. I cannot be there for others if I am totally consumed and neither can you. I was happy to read that you take breaks in between projects–this will strengthen you for the next one.

I don’t believe that we are seeing a new you, Jae. I believe that we are finally seeing as much of the real you as you can safely give. I thank you for your honesty and integrity and pray that this will be the best year yet. I believe that you are aware of the great influence and responsibility that you have as a public person and I can envision great things for you in the future. Right now though, I am looking forward to receiving my copy of “Mine’.¬† ¬† ¬† ūüôā¬†¬†

Have a Wonderful Birthday, Jae.

Love, Momma Cha

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Narrative Credit: Momma Cha @jyjfantalk

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Editors Note: Whew! Is it Really Over?

While in the process of rejoicing over the resolution of JYJ’s lawsuit with SM, I think the fact that they still needed to find closure with Avex got downplayed a little? To be honest, I completely forgot that they were also in litigation with Avex over the charity concerts. Sorry Boys, no neglect intended ūüôā

¬†¬†¬† I am so happy that this is also resolved. Our Guys deserve opportunities to go to Japan and to be able to perform there. Hopefully, this will release the iron band that still seems to surround JYJ. Just a word to the wise–use your freedom to create good products and good memories. Sometimes in the giddiness of freedom after a long imprisonment there is a tendency to want to fly as high as possible. Please take it slow and make it meaningful for us all.

¬†¬†¬† Japan has a lot of memories good and bad for Jaejoong, Junsu, and Yoochun, but I believe the good predominates. What’s also important is the fact that the Japanese fans have not ceased in their ardor for DBSK or JYJ. The Boys will be welcome.

Addendum: It seems as if Avex is filing an appeal of today’s court decision. Par for the course.

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Captain Coco and The Bubble Incident Chapter One: First Engagement Part 4

The bridge of the ISP Grande Pollo is shaking from side to side. Not content with simply dancing to the music, the crew, with Captain Coco at the lead, has formed a Conga line and is snakily moving from one end of the bridge to another. Alas, Science Officer Smarticus has been left alone defending the ISP Grande Pollo with bombardment after bombardment of giant omelets aimed at the Bubble Berry Soapy. Forgotten in the midst of dancing frenzy is the actual dilemma which could drown the ship at any moment in a bubble of gargantuan proportions.

Doc Shades, while dancing energetically with all the rest, still keeps a watchful eye on the crew. After all, this much strenuous exercise could cause problems. He is equipped with sedatives and adrenaline.

Never one to miss an opportunity at grandeur, Counselor¬†Penna, who has refused to join the Conga line, suddenly belts out a phrase that stuns everyone to silence. ‚ÄúFocus!!! Seriously, people, we are in a battle zone!!! Captain, what can you be thinking?‚ÄĚ

‚ÄúI‚Äôm thinking that my buffalo wings may be burning because Mr. Blade is not in the galley tending to my needs!!!‚ÄĚ

‚ÄúCaptain,‚ÄĚ Mr. Blade¬†says, lifting his chin and looking down his nose¬†at the captain, who squirms uncomfortably in his chair,¬†‚ÄĚyou sent Protection Officer Bun-Bo to compel me to dance to save the ISP Grande Pollo from extreme bubbles, Sir!!! How can I be in two places at once since¬†Engineer Francois has not yet perfected the temporal cloning device?‚ÄĚ

Captain Coco turns to Counselor Penna and declares, ‚ÄúI will have¬†Mr. Blade¬†court-martialled at the end of the day on the grounds of disrespect, disloyalty, and desertion of my poor burnt buffalo wings!!!‚ÄĚ

Counselor Penna sighs, eyeing him with a look that clearly states the phrase ‚Äúwe need to talk‚ÄĚ, and shakes her¬†head. ‚ÄúSir, you are suffering from extreme stress and have¬†returned to childish ways‚Ķagain‚Ķ‚ÄĚ

‚ÄúIt‚Äôs not the stress,‚ÄĚ Mr. Blade mutters,¬†studying the cobweb patterns on the bridge ceiling and casually holding out a hand to catch a drop of strawberry soap as it falls from a vent above.¬†He sniffs it and¬†smiles. ‚ÄúIt is good bubble bath. Counselor‚Ķ‚ÄĚ

Seeing an opportunity to display his knowledge and worth to the crew, Doc Shades pulls out a sedative and attempts to insert the needle in Captain Coco’s derriere, the most muscular part of him, in an attempt to calm him down. He underestimates the sensitivity of the Captain’s derriere and finds himself sailing through the air to land at Mr. Blades feet. Blinking rapidly, he looks down at his thigh which has the needle projecting from it, a result of the Captain’s quick action. Mr. Blade quickly extracts the needle and helps Doc Shades [who is rapidly falling asleep] to his feet.

‚ÄúThe next person who attempts to touch me will be COURT-MARTIALLED!!!…………

In quantum time, Science Officer Smarticus is running madly about his lab, grunting as he lifts his giant chickens from their nests in a frantic effort to find more egg ammo.

‚ÄúGirls! Daddy needs more eggs! You were good girls and you drank your egg laying tonic, right? Right? Ah!!!‚ÄĚ Science Officer Smarticus tears at his feathery mohawk in frustration, deciding that he should have tested the tonic a long time ago‚Ķ He runs wildly to the intercom and attempts to hail the good captain, but since Captain Coco is currently arguing with Mr. Blade the effort is futile.

Desperate, he decides to hail Engineer Francois. He laughs in near hysterical relief as Francois answers promptly.¬† Hehehehehehe….‚Ķ.

‚ÄúHello?‚ÄĚ Engineer Francois‚Äô laconical tones strangely contrast with the wild yelling and banging noises that resonate¬†in the background.

‚ÄúFrancois! I‚Äôm out of ammo! The gir‚Ķthe chickens aren‚Äôt laying and the captain isn‚Äôt answering. Please tell me the bubble¬†bath hasn‚Äôt blocked the power to the ship‚Äôs weapons.‚ÄĚ

No answer. Somewhere, a voice cries,¬†‚ÄĚEngineer Francois! Engineer Francois! The¬†core drive is pink! The core drive is pink!!!‚ÄĚ

Engineer Francois bellows back, ‚ÄúWhat color do you expect it to be, you imbecile? It‚Äôs covered in strawberry bubble bath!!!‚ÄĚ

After a short delay, Engineer Francois manages to remember that Science Officer Smarticus has asked him a very important question. “Frankly speaking, Smarticus, we have no power. You are our only hope!

‚ÄúWahhhhhhhhhhh‚Ķ‚Ķ.I‚Äôm out of eggs!!!‚Ķ‚ÄĚ screams Smarticus. ‚ÄúWe are doomed, Francois, Doooooooomed‚Ķ‚Ķ‚ÄĚ

Always quick to grasp the situation, Francois replies, ‚ÄúAre you out of methane?‚ÄĚ

‚ÄúI told you I‚Äôm out of‚Ķoh! Methane! Methane!!!‚ÄĚ

Engineer Francois chuckles to himself, knowing full well that Science Officer Smarticus is already racing for his methane supplies. Francois chuckles to himself at the sheer anti-gravity of their situation. When in danger, smile lads, smile!!!

Meanwhile, Smarticus‚Äô claw-toed boots are clacking madly over the deck as he dodges his beloved chickens to access the Blast-O-B.O.101‚Ķa device he has been secretly perfecting whenever Captain Coco‚Äôs back is turned. This device, intended to power the Eggonizer 5000 for hours (if he hadn‚Äôt run out of eggs) has unlimited quantities of methane gas. A minute amount has been used so far in lobbing the eggs onto the Bubble Berry Soapy‚Äôs hull‚Äďso Smarticus is ‚Äúcooking up‚ÄĚ a method to put this remaining methane to good use. He knows the danger involved in releasing the methane into the ship, but it is the ISP Grande Pollo‚Äôs last hope for victory. (Or so it appears).

On the bridge, Captain Coco has given up trying to battle wits with Mr. Blade. Mr. Blade is aptly named. He is capable of slicing the best of the Interstellar Peacekeeping Force officers down to size without raising his voice or moving an aggressive muscle. Motivated by his need to protect his best buddy, Doc Shades, he has managed to turn Captain Coco into a blithering mass of seething jelly using sheer rhetoric alone while the entire crew of both ships looks on. It is painful to watch a Captain being so humiliated, so Counselor Penna places her hand gently on Mr. Blades’ muscular arm.

“Mr. Blade, shouldn’t we be checking on those buffalo wings?’, she asks. Blinking rapidly at the change of mental direction, Mr. Blade glances down at her perfectly manicured hand on his arm. He could never resist beautiful hands. As he raises his eyes to hers, Counselor Penna smiles seductively, then pulls him quietly off the bridge. Doc Shades crumples to the floor, snoring loudly.

‚ÄúRemind me to court martial Mr. Blade twice‚ÄĚ, yells Captain Coco.

While all this one-sided yelling has been going on, Science Officer Smarticus has managed to hook the methane fueling line to the ship‚Äôs ventilation system. After all, as a last resort he is sure that Captain Coco would prefer to blow up the ISP Grande Pollo than to let her fall into the hands of the enemy. What he doesn‚Äôt realize is that at that very moment Captain Wash-a-lot has managed to beam himself aboard the ISP Grande Pollo despite the extreme lack of transporter support. [Captain Coco fudged on transporter parts too]. Groping his way blindly toward the engineering section‚Äďit is Captain Wash-a-lot‚Äôs intention to take over the ISP Grande Pollo single-handedly. I‚Äôm afraid that watching Mr. Blade succeed in stripping Captain Coco of his dignity on the Bridge has changed Captain Wash-a-lot‚Äôs opinion of the ISP Grande Pollo leadership. He sees Captain Coco as a nincompoop and has decided to take advantage of the confusion on board. What he doesn‚Äôt realize is that Lt. Bomma Whama has overheard his instructions to his crew via the telephone line and is precisely at that moment conveying her knowledge to, not Captain Coco, but to Chief Security Officer Bun-bo.

‚ÄúI‚Äôm certain that I heard him say that he was going to beam aboard‚Äďthen take over engineering. It seems a bit foolhardy considering that we have only a few minutes before the ISP Grande Pollo will be useless as a starship.‚ÄĚ

Officer Bun-bo thinks for a moment then exclaims. ‚ÄėSend out an alert to all decks. We have to abandon ship and catch this perpetrator‚ÄĚ!!!.¬† I will inform the Captain of this latest development‚Ķ.

To be continued…Muahahahaha…

Note: No resemblance to any living persons intended. Uh-huh. Yeah, right. You know it is. Sorry.

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121214 Happy 27th Birthday Mr. Jeong-nyeok-jeog-in [Energetic] Xia Junsu :)

 Happy Happy Birthday Junsu

Awwww…To be so young. You have so much life, learning, and opportunities ahead of you, Junsu. You are talented and imaginative, and you possess just enough ingenuity to experiment and risk finding out what your particular niche is in the scheme of things.

You can bask in those things that you have achieved thus far with the knowledge that you have those of us who truly desire the best for you cheering you on.. The question is, what do you consider the best to be? Always strive for those things that will benefit yourself and others. To leave a legacy is a responsibility that may overwhelm some, but it is as essential as breathing. What do you want others to remember about you 100 years from today? I pray that you will have inspired many to achieve their own goals and that they will look to you as a worthy source of guidance.

You probably are not looking that far ahead at this point, but you are now in the throes of your productive years. Choose wisely, my dear, for once done nothing in this world can be undone. You have achieved memorable work that entertains, inspires, and soothes the masses.

Junsu, I know that you have the ability to play hard. This will strengthen you as well. I admire your soccer skills and thus your ability to be a leader and a team player. You can discipline yourself and go without rewards until the job is accomplished. Yet, always remember that taking care of your own legitimate needs will benefit others around you. Stay healthy, stay strong, and stay determined.

A Birthday is a momentous occasion with family and friends wishing you well. I also wish you well, because I can see the fire and potential in you to do many great things. I admire the tenacity that you share with your brothers–that ability to stand in the midst of a storm. Your strength comes from within–from your spirit. Thank God for that, He will always hold you up. Know when to give and bend, but also when to be a tower of strength to protect others.

Happy Birthday to a deserving, young Birthday Man.¬† Momma Cha ¬† ūüôā <3

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Editor’s Note: Nam Center For Korean Studies/Center For Japanese Studies

 U-M Nam Center For Korean Studies

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Last year on Good Friday, 2011–The U-M Nam Center For Korean Studies in Ann Arbor, Michigan sponsored a colloquium on JYJ entitled. “Of The Fans, By The Fans, For The Fans”–The Republic of JYJ. Here at JYJ Fantalk we posted the results of that colloquium.

Coming up this December 14th, 1:00 to 4:00 p.m. is another colloquium with speaker Jamie Shinhee Lee, Associate Professor of Linguistics, University of Michigan-Dearborn which explores the changing look of Korean TV.

On January 12th from 1:00 to 4:00 p.m. is a Japanese New Years Celebration. [Mochitsuki]

Sponsor(s): Center for Japanese Studies, Consulate General of Japan in Detroit, Subaru Research & Development, Inc.

U-M Center for Japanese Studies

Also, from January 12th to April 6th is a series of films representing Korea’s contemporary cinema.sponsored by the U-M Nam Center for Korean Studies.

credit: U-M Nam Center For Korean Studies/ U-M Center For Japanese Studies

Please check these out and attend if possible.  Momma Cha

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Captain CoCo and The Bubble Incident Chapter 1: First Engagement Part 3

You¬†may have noticed that there has been no mention of a Science Officer. There is a reason for this omission. The Science Officer on the ISP Grande Pollo¬†lives in a world of his own that does not include the bridge of the ship. At present he is engaged with his latest project–an Eggonizer¬†6000¬†version Alpha, prototype¬†1 egg projection machine,¬†complete with a massive chute that can accomodate 18 giant eggs per second. Captain CoCo demands the biggest and the best of buffalo wings, therefore, the ISP Grande Pollo is carrying a cargo hold full of plump, delicious giant chickens imported to earth across the galaxy from the planet MaxiDna, famed for its sole occupation of raising and¬†exporting chickens. Captain CoCo has voiced his desire to someday retire to this planet and to live a life¬†as a¬†chicken¬†recipe tester. He has heard that they are incapable of frying chicken due to lack of oil supplies, therefore, the entrepreneur in him is stimulated to bring frying technology to the planet. But we get off focus…

The resident¬†science officer, called Smarticus for lack of knowledge of his real name which he has forgotten¬†after years of intense research and exposure to chicken feathers–stands 6 foot¬†8 in his stockinged feet and has a perpetual crest shaped-Mohawk hairstyle, rumored to express his constant delight with his chicken friends. It is also rumored that he lives on corn and watermelon.

As Captain CoCo and¬†Protection¬†Officer¬†Bun-Bo race for the engineering section with Chief Engineer Francois bringing up a distant rear, they hear Science Officer Smarticus exclaim¬†from his chicken lab, “Eureka!!! I have done it. It’s Alive, it’s Alive!!!”

Captain CoCo stops dead in his tracks, sliding furiously on corn and straw and causing an epic dogpile of all three officers. His brain begins to whirl with possibilities, for he knows what Smarticus has been working on. Smarticus is probably the only officer on board that Captain CoCo gives grudging respect, and is certainly the one officer who gets away with not approaching the bridge. Spitting out corn and straw while lashing out at his unfortunate officers who are presently pressing him into the fertilized chicken bed,¬†Captain CoCo¬†aggressively rounds on Science Officer Smarticus with the following tirade: “How often have I told you to keep this area clean, Mister!!! And why didn’t you hear the alarm?”

“I did. I put him in his cage so that¬†he would not disturb my best layers. My weapon demands top quality eggs.”

“I heard you scream ‘Success!!!'”

“No, Captain,¬†I screamed ‘Eureka’…an old earth term.” Smarticus¬†has a reputation for using quick,¬†impertinent answers, an undesirable trait on¬†his poetic home planet of Bard. Perhaps this is why he felt a need to leave home and join the ISP¬†Force. Sometimes Captain CoCo wishes that the¬†eccentric scientist felt the same need to leave the ISP Force. However, this would result in smaller chicken portions aboard the ISP Grande Pollo. Also, Smarticus’ help¬†is the only reason that Captain CoCo managed to graduate from the academy…a fact Smarticus is always quick to point out when the good captain threatens his prized chickens (and his smart-aleck retorts) with exile. Whichever planet happens to be in the area when he and Captain CoCo engage in one of their frequent arguments is targeted as Smarticus’ next home.¬†But, we’re unfocused again,,,

Captain CoCo shoves Protection¬†Officer Bun-Bo and Chief Engineer Francois aside and staggers to his feet, lurching to the chicken¬†inhabited sink to rinse out his mouth. “Feathers, Feathers,” he intones, sticking out his tongue on each syllable. “I need the Thespiadeck. I need to relax.”

Science Officer Smarticus is starting to comprehend the gravity of the situation. “Captain? Is there a major problem?¬†I smell strawberries instead of chicken droppings.”

Captain Coco rolls his eyes. “The ship is under attack and¬†will be¬†flooded with strawberry bubblebath, Smarticus.¬† We have half an hour to defeat the enemy or die!!! Perhaps your Eureka meant that you have perfected the egg ejection machine?”

“Not egg ejection, Captain, egg projection. This baby can lob eighteen eggs a second under high power and strike deep into outerspace. Would you like a demonstration?”

“No, Smarticus, I demand instant application. Chief Engineer Francois, find some strong¬†persons to assist the Science Officer. We have our counter weapon!!!¬† Protection¬†Officier Bun-Bo, get a visual hail and mystify the Bubble Berry Soapy ship with your cool dance moves. Get help if you must. I mean work it, Mr!!! ¬†I want their attention solely on you. Got it?”

“Got it Sir!” both officers cry out. They can scent battle and the adrenaline is starting to flow.

Chief Engineer Francois hurries to the Engineering section. No intercom remember? He manages to grab three strong junior officers and directs them back to the Eggonizer 6000 where Science Officer Smarticus and Captain CoCo are already loading the weapon with the largest eggs they can find. Smarticus has been using chicken manure to create methane gas and has stored it on-board the ISP Grande Pollo for months. This methane gas is what will provide the bio-fuel for the Eggonizer. Captain Coco is in the process of  threatening to court-martial Smarticus for storing this volatile fuel on board without his knowledge. We all know how that goes. Court-martial; smourt-martial.

Protection Officer Bun-Bo sprints to his quarters to collect his MP3 Player. Yes, you read it right. MP3 Player. Everything on this totally advanced ISP Grande Pollo is ancient!  He sprints to the bridge [by-the-way, there are no elevators either] and upon his arrival addresses Lt. Bomma Whama at the communications board.

“Lt. Bomma Whama, is there a way to pipe this music through to the Strawberry Bubble ship?”

“Certainly Protection Officer Bun-Bo. I’ll just leave the telephone off the hook. and turn¬†the music up to full volume. Just give me a moment.”

While¬†Lt. Bomma Whama is setting up the music, Ensign Allegra, the Navigator, is sitting stunned. She has managed to clear the view screen enough to show the Bubble Berry Soapy in all its splendor–a pink, shiny hull¬†is its most prominent. feature. A continuous stream of bubbles¬†is pouring forth from its stern, and port ejectors are shooting strawberry bubble bath at the ISP Grande Pollo. [Don’t worry about the physics here, we’re not trying to make this logical] The view of the Bubble Berry Soapy isn’t why¬†Ensign Allegra is sitting stunned. It is because as a grand keyboardist, the thought of using an MP3 Player to pipe music through both ships is horrifying. Ensign Allegra jumps up and rushes to her quarters where she unhooks her keyboard and totes it [it’s heavy] back to the bridge. Winking at Lt. Bomma Whama who is staring at her, Ensign Allegra hooks the keyboard to the communications console speakers and begins to play.

Meanwhile, Officer Bun-Bo is not on the bridge. He has gone to fetch¬†Doc Shades¬†and Mr. Blade to assist him in his dancing efforts. Remember, all¬†crewmembers must be able to sing, dance, and act. [If you haven’f noticed, there is no bridge discipline] Everyone is scattered all over the ship!

Lt. Bomma Whama has just finished upping the volume and dialing the Bubble Berry Soapy bridge when all three officers rush in. They have heard the mad keyboading on their way to the bridge¬†and they begin to dance right in step with the music and each other. “I have visual contact!!!” says the Ensign at the console. The Bubble Berry Soapy bridge crew is glued to the screen as they watch the gyrations of [by now] the entire ISP Grande Pollo¬†dance team.¬† What¬†I mean by entire¬†dance team¬†is every crew member not engaged in the last ditch scrambling efforts to save the ship. Counselor Penna, never one to¬†dance in public, is popping and bopping like no tomorrow, which, if you stop and think about it,¬†could prove¬†quite accurate. Everybody¬†is now engaged in saving the ship. They are rockin’, ya hear me? Rockin’!!!

Back at the egg factory–Captain Coco, Officer Smarticus, and¬†the three junior officers are drenched in sweat. They have loaded 8,000¬†ostrich-sized eggs into the Eggonizer’s chambers and are now approaching the arduous task of touching the button to begin the firing sequence. They have aimed the trajectory of the Eggonizer at the helm of the¬†Bubble Berry Soapy.¬†Hopefully, they will be able to cover the bridge hull with raw egg and shells. The heat from the firing will deliver the eggs half-cooked to become a glutinous stinky mass.

“Fire!!!”¬† Captain Coco’s voice booms loudly as the first volley of eggs releases from the first Eggonizer chamber. Going at the speed of 18 eggs per second, the hull is soon covered thickly in [an omelet?]…Oh Dear.

“Keep firing,”¬†orders Captain CoCo. “I need to check up on Protection Officer Bun-Bo. It’s hard to dance that energetically by yourself. I will go help him.” [Giggle. Can’t resist can ya?]

As we all know, Captain Wash-a-lot was last seen wandering toward the bathtub with his rubber ducky. Frustrated, but confident of his ship’s and crew’s abilities, he has left the Bubble Berry Soapy in the hands of his First Officer, Mr. Strawberry Shake–so named because of his ceaseless shaking in the face of danger. Mr.Shake’s teeth are chattering noisily at this moment as he sends an ensign for the Captain.

“Ensign Wells, g-go in-f-form the Captain t-that h-e-e’s n-n-needed on the b-bridge”.

“Yes Mr, Shake, Sir!”

Captain Wash-a-lot is deeply asleep after that wonderful bubblebath.

“Captain!!! Captain, you’re needed on the bridge, Sir!” blurts the baby-faced ensign. “The ship has fired on us while we were watching them move really strange to music, and we are now covered in a giant omelet!”

“Aw…that’s why I was dreaming of dancing with quiche,” mutters Captain Wash-a-lot. “I didn’t get to eat it, though. Go back and man your station, Ensign, I’ll be right there.”

“Yes, Sir, Captain Sir.”

Captain Wash-a-lot sits for a few seconds pondering this change in affairs. “Eggs,” he mutters. “Eggs!!¬†Eggs and dancing? “He begins to giggle. “I like this Captain CoCo. I do. Snort. Snort. Time for negotiations. We seem to be at a stalemate!!!”

To be continued…Muahahahaha!!!…

Note: No resemblance to any living persons intended. Uh-huh. Yeah, right. You know it is. Sorry.

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Captain Coco and The Bubble Incident Chapter 1: First Engagement Part 2

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† All¬†is quiet except for the sound of 300 energetic human mandibles chewing¬†upon bowls of Pebbly Poohs and Honey Bears. The First Mate, Mr. Blade, true to his word, has managed to pour three hundred bowls of children’s cereal, assisted by Counselor Penna, within five minutes. Smelling deliciously throughout the entire vessel are the¬†roasting buffalo wings ordered by Captain CoCo, who is at present¬†wolfing down¬†his bowl of Pebbly Poohs and Honey Bears. The Captain’s motto is “eat to have endurance”. ¬†He has proven that his motto is well-grounded. Captain CoCo eats ten meals a day (small ones, of course) accompanied by copious amounts of coconut milk to clear his intestines. No duplicators for himself or¬†his crew. Real food only…quality,¬†thank you very much. He is never in the infirmary, but it is a well-known fact that he runs the¬†kitchen crew ragged.

The captain has a reason for demanding such culinary discipline. The ISP Grande Pollo¬†is manned by¬†a large illustrious crew of talented individuals. They need lots of energy. Perhaps because they have a reason. Captain CoCo runs every one of them ragged as well. Also, one of the many pre-requisites for serving on a ISP Force starship is the ability to sing, dance, and act. There has never been a justifiable reason for this requirement–a bit like cutting off the end of the ham to fit the pan. A special Thespiadeck is provided on each ship for the sole purpose of encouraging each of the crew members¬†to practice their individual talents with impunity. No supervision and observation here. It is the belief of the ISP Force governing body that the way to ensure the happiness and obedience of the crew is to provide them with unsupervised personal time. Now, admittedly, some of the crew¬†chooses not so healthy pursuits, but most use the Thespiadeck on a daily basis.

A sudden alarm sounds throughout the ship…Cluck, Cluck, Cluck, Cluck, Cock-A-Doodle-Doo!!!… It grows louder and louder until Captain Coco decides to answer the hail. He has left one lone individual to man the bridge,¬†Protection¬†Officer Bun-Bo, a tall, handsome officer with the reputation of being the most marvelous dancer on board.¬†Ahem…¬†except for Captain Coco,¬†of course.¬†

Take Note: Captain Coco doesn’t believe in using the intercom system on the ISP Grande Pollo.¬†¬†It goes against his belief that dignified yelling helps to develop the vocal chords. Therefore he screams at the top of his lungs, “What is it, Protection¬†Officer Bun-Bo?”¬† No answer. Protection¬†Officer Bun-Bo is¬†four bulk-heads away and it has been rumored that his refusal to use¬†his doctor prescribed hearing aid is for the sole purpose of ignoring Captain CoCo.

This time, however, Protection Officer Bun-Bo is in the middle of staring at the Strawberry Bubble spaceship as it is approaching the ISP Grande Pollo at breakbow speed.

“Captain Coco!!! Captain Coco,”¬†he screams. “We are under attack!!!”

“By what?” screams Captain Coco as he enters the bridge. There¬†is no need for an answer, for just as Captain Coco leaps gracefully into his chair there is a sudden splashing sound, the ship lurches aft, and a monstrous amount of strawberry essence bubble bath is pouring down the hull of the ISP Grande Pollo. It appears as a red waterfall in the viewer screen and there is a pervasive smell of strawberries wafting through the ship’s ductwork and entering every breathable part of the ship.¬†¬†

“Surrender or drown!” demands a deep, basso voice emanating from the (at this moment) invisible Strawberry Bubble ship. “We have located your portholes and we are prepared to forcibly flood your ship with our finest bubble bath. Seeing as how we have an endless supply, you will have to surrender before we run out of bubbles.”

Captain CoCo is torn between wanting to laugh uproariously and cry like a baby in his diaper at nap-time. He has faced down many a ship’s captain in his time using conventional weapons, but this…he has never had cascading strawberry bubbles threatening to clog his portholes and dissolve his hull. His advanced science¬†training leaps to his aid…

“Spray down the hull with the¬†water¬†ejectors right now!” he yells to the¬†Chief Engineer who has just entered the bridge. “It should wash the bubble bath out into space!”

“We already tried that, Captain.”¬†Chief Engineer Francois strolls nonchalantly to stand beside the captain. “The bubble bath is so gooey that it has clogged the ejectors.¬†We have only¬†forty-five minutes¬†before this ship will have to be abandoned.”

“Forty-five minutes!!??” Captain Coco pivots in his command chair to address the Hailing Officer. “Lt.¬†Bomma Whama, open a hailing channel. I must speak to that bubble captain.”¬†

“Right away, Captain Sir, but it¬†may be¬†difficult. The ship’s antenna¬†that you insisted on installing instead of the ISP Force communications system is rather gooey right now, but I will try to raise a hail.”¬†

“Off with your head!” screams Captain CoCo, “I want to talk to that bubble head right NOW!!!”

“No need to get excited, Captain.”¬†¬†A strong, mellow voice rings out from the bridge entrance. “I am carrying a chickenizer.”¬†Striding in looking like a fashion-plate and wearing cool shades, the ship’s¬†Doctor¬†Shades¬†holds in his hand a gigantic wand-like object that smells suspiciously of chicken essence. “You know what happens when you get over-excited, Captain. Don’t force me to use this.”

Spinning swiftly around, Captain Coco addresses the First Mate. “You know how to deal with him, Mr. Blade. Get him off my bridge. Now!!”

Mr. Blade approaches Doc Shades, wrapping his arm around him and leading him away. Distantly… “How did you get hold of my best pair of shades? I hid those from you months ago…”

“Captain, I have an open channel.” Lt. Bomma Whama hands¬†a telephone to Captain CoCo. “I don’t know how well this will work seeing as how you insisted on installing telephones instead of wireless communication devices. We’ll just have to pray and see what happens.”

Captain Coco plants his hands on both hips. “That’s insubordination, Lt. Bomma Whama. Remind me to court-martial you once all of this settles.”

“Yes Sir, Captain Sir!” Lt. Bomma Whama forgets to mention that this¬†is the third time in two days that¬†Captain CoCo¬†has forgotten to court-martial her…

“Open the hail. Is this 12-8845-27736-568900, extension 36b?

Unbelievably there is an answer from the Strawberry Bubble captain. “I am Captain Wash-a-lot of the Bubbleship Berry Soapy. Even though you have centuries-old, outdated equipment space intruder,¬†I can hear you. Barely. Snort!”

“I, Captain Coco of the ISP Grande Pollo refuse to surrender to a bubblebearing, bubble-headed, strawberry toting, snorting¬†foe.¬†Surrender at once or¬†FACE MY WRATH!!!”

…More snorting…

Captain Coco slams down the phone.”Protection¬†Officer Bun-Bo, accompany me to the engineering section. There must be a way to defeat these strawberry bumpkins.”

“Whatever, Sir.” (Telephone rings in the background.)

Meanwhile, Captain Wash-a-lot sighs and drums his fingers on the arm of his squishie chair,  then frowns like a five year old. Standing up, as Captain CoCo has refused to answer, he adjusts his towel about his waist and snatches up his rubber ducky in disgust. He sighs again as his turban-towel slips down over one eye. Raising his ducky aloft in defiance of the ISP Grande Pollo, he blurts

“I shall be in my bath!¬†Let me know when he¬†deigns to speak with the¬†captain of the powerful Bubbleship Berry Soapy! Lye and green apples¬†reek!!!”

“Right Sir! Lye and green apples reek!!!” , the crew replies¬†in a cascading,¬†thunderous roar.¬†Hail to the Chief of Rubber Duckies!!”.

To be continued…Muahahahaha!!!

Note: No resemblance to any living persons intended. Uh-huh. Yeah, right. You know it is. Sorry.

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Captain CoCo and The Bubble Incident Chapter One: First Engagement

Captain¬†CoCo stares at the ship’s holographic navigation unit¬†while getting dizzy from trying to isolate Planet Ceremus23A from the¬† millions of¬†stars on the hologrid of the¬†ISP Grande Pollo {Big Chicken}.¬†The captain rests his head in his hands, rubbing his temples in an attempt to relieve the building pressure.¬†Just out of dock, and hailed as the greatest, most advanced starship in the fleet of the Interstellar Peacekeeping Force, the¬†Grande Pollo¬†is on her maiden¬†voyage to Ceremus23A, a hotbed of revolutionary passions.

According to reliable sources, Ceremus23A is in the midst of a soapy civil uprising caused by three opposing factions on the planet. The Strawberry Bubble and the Green Apple Factions have been competing and dousing each other with their squirt guns for several generations. Rumor has it that there are millions of Anti-Bubble rebels hiding in the hills and that an urgent call has been sent to the headquarters of the Interstellar Peacekeeping Force [To be known as the ISP Force from this moment on].

Unbeknownst to Captain CoCo, as his ship is speeding toward the planet another starship of equal power and splendor is racing to intercept them. Armed and dangerous, and the pride of Ceremus23A’s Strawberry Bubble Faction, the undetected ship contains eighty-eight thousand¬†pounds of gaseous methane emissions as a propellant agent. In addition, it is carrying a cargo of¬†seventy-seven million¬†bio-gallons of¬†strawberry bubble bath. This is not your ordinary, chemically induced strawberry bubble bath of the earth-like variety. A special formula of pure, organic strawberry essense and super concentrated soapy agents,¬†it is the¬†cream of the crop of Ceremus23A’s¬†intergalatically acclaimed¬†soap industry. One drop is said to be powerful enough to scent, and clean, ten tubs of¬†muddy children, but the formula is mild enough to use for the newest of babes.¬†However, the most frequent use of this pungently wondrous formula is to scent the bathtubs of intergalatic rockstars.

The jury¬†is out as to which stars¬†like which formula best…strawberry or green apple. Thus the war…

These decadent, extremely passionate humanoids pride themselves on their secret formulas which are passed down from generation to generation and guarded with fervent patriotism. Over time, the planet has exploded with malcontents who cannot decide which formula is better than the other. Of course, the Strawberry Bubble Faction and the Green Apple Faction believe that their soap is best. The Anti-Bubble rebel forces are composed of those Ceremus23Aer‘s who detest both strawberry and green apple essence. Instead, they prefer good old lye soap and water.

Painfully astringent in their view of life, these dedicated individuals do not embrace decadence of any kind (or rockstars either). After their unprecedented defeat of the Chocolate Eaters at Lake Wannabathy on Galaxy-date 3379, the rebel force has been feared and considered enemies of all pleasurably scented plants.

Oblivious to the danger of mediating between the three factions, Captain CoCo is fully relaxed {except for finding this illusive planet], thinking that this is an easy assignment. After all, how hard can it be to convince a world that loves bubble baths to chill?

“Captain,” the ship’s counselor¬†croons mildly,¬†looking about the room for the culprit…¬†“I detect tension on the bridge. I suggest we do something about it at once. A song perhaps? I¬†advised you¬†that¬†allowing the crew to wear their jammies today would¬†halt the unease. But no one listens. Sigh… Smiles, everyone!”

Captain CoCo tilts his head 25 degrees to the right. “Perhaps a short rendition of Buffoons. In the key of G, Navigator Allegra, if you please.”

“Captain, I suggest¬†it would sound better in the key of A.”

“Very well.” Sighs.¬†“Lead us in song, Navigator. One,¬†two, three…hit it!”

(Entire ship’s crew¬†begins to frolic and sing lustily)

After fifteen¬†minutes¬†of a cacophonic¬†nightmare of sound, the captain’s voice is heard above the din screaming. “My head!¬†The horror! Someone is flat!”

A disembodied voice arises from the noise. “It is you, Captain!”

“Who dares suggest that Captain CoCo is flat?” Captain CoCo whines,¬†reaching for a chicken wing to¬†alleviate the stress.¬†“Where is the buffalo sauce? It was here just a minute ago.”

The bridge goes suddenly quiet. All eyes are fixed upon the chicken wing.

“Captain,” declares the First Mate, “it appears to me that there would be less tension if we all ate breakfast. Wouldn’t you agree, Counselor? I’ll volunteer to cook.”

Staring his First Mate down, Captain CoCo sneers as the¬†First Mate crosses his legs and flips¬†his¬†long bangs nonchalantly. Grinning fiercely,¬†he challenges the captain with sparkling eyes. “Should it be kimchi and rice or cereal? Your choice.”

The counselor shakes her head. “Cereal would be faster. Captain?”

Captain CoCo chews reflectively. “Get me more buffalo wings and¬†you, Mr. Blade,¬†won’t be court marshalled.”

“Thank you, Captain,” First Mate¬†Blade responds, uncrossing his long legs. “I will go to prepare¬†first. Five minutes.¬†Pebbly Poohs¬†or Honey Bears?”

“Both. I think…” Captain CoCo¬†says as he sucks on his chicken bone. “Two dozen wings for me,¬†Mr. Blade. Post haste! Yesterday!”

Mr. Blade turns his handsome profile toward the captain in an attitude that conveys his displeasure at having to obey this despot of a leader. He rolls his eyes and pouts petulantly as he exits the bridge with a parting jab.
Yours will take an hour, sir. Counselor, join me?”

“It is better than staying here. My head aches from all this testosteronic posturing. At least in the kitchen, there will only be one of you.”

…Meanwhile,¬†moving as fast as methane gas can propel a warp engine, the Strawberry Bubble Faction’s ship is approaching the IPF Grande Pollo¬†at alarming speed…

To be continued…Muahahahaha…

Note: No resemblance to any living persons intended. Uh-huh. Yeah, right. You know it is. Sorry.

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120912 Editors Note: The Work of Public Service–A Commitment

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†I’ve worked in public service positions my entire adult life.¬†Public Service¬†is rewarding in some aspects, but¬†it can carry severe risk. A public servant is subject to¬†whom he/she serves–the people. In the instance of Chris Stevens–the political morass called world politics.

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† So why do people choose to serve in the public arena? What compels an individual to risk life and limb, or even reputation,¬†in the struggle to help others. I believe that there is a call on a person’s life that they recognize early on, and this call continues to persist until it becomes reality.

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Public service encompasses many fields and has many applications. On¬†a local¬†scale it is the teacher, counselor, preacher, policeman, librarian, social worker, editor…I could go on. On the national and international level it is the Newscaster, the Senator, the Representative, the Judge, the President, the King/Queen, the Soldier, the Ambassasor…¬†By the term public, the nature of the work is made known, and the implications of the task are defined. To perform public service work you must engage the public and all that term implies. This is where the¬†rubber meets the road.

¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Commitment is a strong concept and action, and there are many who cannot commit. This is because committing involves giving over a large part of yourself to someone else’s control. It means serving when your own natural instincts scream “no”. It means making¬†the decision to risk a loss in the effort to lift someone else up. It can span as wide as a neighborhood, a town, a nation,¬†or the world. Over the span of history many public figures have been martyed.

          I salute Ambassador Chris Stevens for the ultimate sacrifice he and others like him have made in the cause for peace. May their effort on behalf of the common good last for eternity to inspire others to also toil to serve the struggling masses regardless of differences in ideology or societal norms.

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