By Guest-ranter Rodthebod…
Had to drink soju with business clients last night. It was my first encounter with soju since leaving Korea two years ago. It went something like this:
Soju: I’ve been waiting for you, Rod. We meet again, at last. The circle is now complete. When I left you, I was but the learner; now I am the master.
Me: Only a master of evil, Soju.
Soju: Your powers are weak, old man.
Me: You can’t win, Soju. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.
Soju: You should not have come back.
And so on. Long story short: Soju struck me down.
…At time of writing there is no word as to whether Rod became more powerful than we could possibly imagine. Ed.