Yellow Dust

Seriously, sometimes I think we're living in some sick farce, like the Truman Show meets the Three Stooges. Our lives would make great TV.

For example: last night, our ondol went haywire and heated one room of the house to near 30 degrees celsius. Today, for the first time all year, we left the windows open when we went to work, and right on cue, in rolls the worst yellow dust storm of the season. Poor Nana is scrambling home to close up as we speak.