We wanted a change of scene, to be close to the airport for our Friday flight to Irkutsk Russian Siberia and we want to see the Korean War Memorial located in the city of Incheon honoring the Incheon Amphibious Invasion of the Korean War.

God Willing, and the Creek Don’t Rise, on the day before I / we have to pack-it-up and move-it-all-out, we like to take it easy and go low key.

So we spent the afternoon with our Seoul friends, Terry and Kathy who are our long time friends who used to live in Anchorage, Alaska, and without whom our visit here to Seoul, South Korea, would have been far (as in FAR) more complex and difficult. Joining us was Terry and Kathy’s friend Peter who lives down in the Osan area.

Peter and Patti and I have become instant best-of-friends.

We five enjoyed a fine lunch served by Terry and then we watched the Movie, ‘Patch Adams’, starring Robin Williams.  The movie was followed by elegant apple dumplings (baked by Terry) and icecream.

Sadly, as is a truth in all of life, the time came to call it a visit and say our Goodbyes.

I wrote .. “Terry and I walked Peter to the Subway.”

Then I stopped mid-sentence and changed this to the following..

“Terry and I walked Peter to the Seoul underground subway train station. 

Had I just written ..  “Terry and I walked Peter to the Subway.”

Some of you / perhaps all (??) of you, may have instantly conjured up the below scenario..

“How nice! Cap and Terry and Peter stepped out for a tuna-footlong!”

As Terry and Peter and I walked to the underground subway station, I snapped a few photos of the incredibly beautiful buildings we were in the midst of.

Patti has ‘adopted’ the below building on the right  here in Seoul, South Korea as her favorite building.

So these particular eight photos are for Patti to enjoy with you all.

Terry and Kathy are surrounded by these beautiful buildings.

Terry called to my attention the below most interesting sculpture. I had completely missed it.

A nice photo of Patti.

Looking directly out of our Crown Hotel window.

Looking to the right.

Looking to the left.

Miles of Smiles .. Patti and Cap


I have always been interested in / fascinated by railway trains. There was / there still is  a major railway line up at / down at the end of the street where I grew up in Royal Oak (Detroit ) Michigan. So from my earliest days of life exist a plethora of memories of railway trains rolling past my neighborhood. I can vividly remember the fascinating sound of the first diesel locomotive powered train that came past in the early 1940’s.

My father walked to the railway stop (no longer there ) at the end of my street for many MANY years (decades ) to catch his commuter train into downtown Detroit and return home after his day’s work. I used to walk up there to meet him as he returned home at day’s end especially on Saturday afternoons when he worked 5-1/2 days a week during the WWII years (1941-1945 ).

Arlo Guthrie ..


Sang and made famous a railway song written in 1971 by Steve Goodman titled : The City of New Orleans.

Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin’ trains that have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles

Good morning America how are you?
Don’t you know me I’m your native son
I’m the train they call The City of New Orleans
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Dealin’ cards games with the old men in the club car
Penny a point ain’t no one keepin’ score

Above is-the-line I’m after ..

Dealin’ cards games with the old men in the club car
Penny a point ain’t no one keepin’ score

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Mental Illness (mine ) and the challenges (OH YES indeed.. ) along with the many blessings thereof, are an ongoing part of my life. IF I’ve done anything, IF I’ve accomplished anything noteworthy in my life (I could write a book about them ) I attribute them to the part of me I’ll call mildly* obsessive-compulsive.

 *   Mild because I can successfully own-it, look-at-it, think about it and then evaluate it as I am NOW DOING. Just doing what I am NOW DOING may be just a tad OCD. 

When I get-going, once I get-going, IF I get-going, I can and I do move mountains.

Today is Sunday the 17th of February 2019.

Going back to October 14th 2018, 127 days, on just six (6) days I’ve not published a post here on dot.net.

Yesterday, February the 16th, I did not publish a post here.

Now to the song..

Dealin’ cards games with the old men in the club car
Penny a point ain’t no one keepin’ score

In this immense universe, and it is truly immense, there is not one single person (Penny a point ain’t no one keepin’ score ) who is keeping score as to my publishing posts here on dot.net or my other web sites.

So why all of the work here?

This entire post is an exercise as to the below question..

Do I owe anyone an explanation as to why I missed publishing a post yesterday?

(expletive) NO I don’t owe anyone an explanation as to why I missed a post yesterday!

Is this exercise (this 10th step inventory ) just me marching to the tune of some obsessive-compulsive urge?

No I don’t think that it is.

There have been some days that I have actually thought about NOT writing a post just because I don’t want to feel that I am being driven to maintain some ‘bench mark of my own making’ that I must not miss a day.

(We have found the enemy.! The enemy is in my own mind! ).

Computer Frustrations :

Why did I not write and publish a post yesterday, Saturday the 16th of February?

I did not write and I did not publish a post yesterday, Saturday the 16th of February, for one reason and for one reason alone.

I couldn’t do it.

I got up, I turned on my laptop, I signed in, and .. and .. and ??

(expletive) Come Hell OR High Water I could NOT access my own website here on the internet. I did everything I knew to do and could not get access to it.

babakaps.net is not available

Probably my provider was updating (on a weekend) its system and was simply off-line for a few hours and did not opt to advise me of this fact.

So (expletive) what Captain?

Exactly my dear and my precious Committee within my own mind.

(We have found the enemy.! The enemy is in my own mind! ).

Smiling. Yes I AM smiling.

We (in the rooms ) have a little prayer that has one line that we pray to God to help us with :

“Relieve me of the bondage of self that I may better do thy will.”

We (in the rooms ) have a little saying :

To make God laugh tell God your plans  for the day.


I just went back and added another subtitle : Delete before reading.

MY PLAN FOR YESTERDAY  was to share with all of you, or with just one of you, some thoughts and some feelings about yesterday being the beginning of my fifth (5th) month of this amazing adventure I am on now with Patti.

Oh God of Abraham, Creator of Heaven and Earth..

I pray that you now relieve me of the bondage of self so that I may be of assistance to others.

Over and out..

/sign me/ Your Little Captain