I'm in Seoul's Incheon airport for the third time on this trip, this
time for a twenty-two hour layover.  I am thinking of just taping off
a corner somewhere and calling it ANDY'S CORNER (DO NOT ENTER!).  The
janitorial staff waves to me, the cafeteria crew knows what food I
want, the bartenders hand me my favorite drink before I even open my
mouth.

The international date line awaits.  Tomorrow I fly across the Pacific
to Los Angeles.  For months I have been thinking about this, turning
it over in my mind, worrying a worry unlike most others.  A physics
worry.  I've never done the trans-Pacific flight before.  What happens
if I get lost in space-time?  I hope my nose doesn't start bleeding.
Let's hope it doesn't.

Assuming that things go ok, and that I do not in fact get lost in
space-time, The United States of America may look forward to these two
coastal Fulton Lights shows with some new friends in LA and some old
friends in the greater metropolitan DC area:

LOS(T) ANGELES
March 4th @ Bordello
Fulton Lights
So Many Wizards
Tigers Can Bite You

ARLINGTON, VA
March 8th @ Galaxy Hut
Fulton Lights
The Caribbean

And that oughta do it.  If you live in either of those two lovely
towns, I hope that you will come out and say hi.  I really, truly do.
It would make the re-entry shock just a little easier to see friendly
faces.

Australia: THANK YOU SO MUCH.  I shall return.

ASG
Seoul, South Korea