Friday, February 20, 2009

Today's Engineering Marvel to Save Coral Reefs

Dearest All-

Generally, I believe that engineering solutions to environmental problems are not really solutions, but measures that improve local conditions so long as the work there remains diligent.

With that in mind, and with an application to reefs in the Caribbean perhaps (?) may I present one solution now at work in Hawai'i:


Sunday, January 18, 2009

Football, Football, Obama, Football, Fetch

Dearest All,

Another generous application of the definition "vacation" later, and I find myself successfully embracing the year 2009.

So much to I've discussed, but will not bore you here. For another day (perhaps never). But in case you were wondering what they were, in no order or ranking:

1) Martin Luther King, Jr. Day of Service - Here in College Station, there are zero (that's 0) volunteering opportunities tomorrow. I like the idea, but need some others to do a little extra volunteering to get me to volunteer. Otherwise, I'll just drive around for a few hours before I end up at Best Buy. And this is not the month to end up at Best Buy. Unless they're giving me the tv.

2) College football's bowl season. I engaged in a long email or two with friends who work in the sports broadcasting industry, and I developed a thesis that: polls are grossly inaccurate and should be either abolished until the end of the season if they're going to rank teams for the purported national championship game since a season-long ranking exercise unfairly rewards teams starting at the top of the ladder (see: Florida and Oklahoma) while making other teams (see: Utah, Oregon State, Penn State, Alabama) either can't make it all the way to the top since they have to leapfrog other purported "better" teams or they get unfairly pushed up to the top without proving themselves, or (worst of all) the voters feel obligated to keep undefeated teams near the top but can't wait to push them aside once they lose. In a season where losing a game is practically inevitable, the penalty of losing the first game should not be as severe (see: USC, Penn State, Texas). Anyhow, I summed up roughly 10,000 words into "USC should have played Florida". I'll repeat this next year, although with Mark Sanchez leaving and a young defense again, it should be an interesting campaign for the Trojans.

3) NFL Playoffs: I can't believe they're almost over already. Having spent the month in the islands, I think I watched half of one half of one game to this point. And now the Arizona Cardinals are in the Super Bowl to face the Steelers. So me and my fellow Cubs fans have all this to rub in our wounds: Red Sox winning 2 World Series, Patriots winning several Super Bowls, Phillies win World Series, Tampa Bay in a World Series, Detroit in World Series, Chicago White Sox win World Series, and I'm sure there's been some odd teams winning the Stanley Cup, not that I've been paying attention. If the Cardinals win the Super Bowl in two weeks, consider me vengeful.

4) Obama's inauguration. Simply put, can't wait. It should be an interesting couple of days. Concerts, parades, talking heads, whinging Republicans (not the politicians these days, just the talking heads), and hopefully one Rick Roll moment in the speech. I don't ask for much.

5) Football and the Super Bowl means that I'm taking my comprehensive exams soon. I really should be studying a bit more.

6) Which brings us to an amusing video I saw online. It has it all: a pet, amusing soundtrack, and generally amusing effect. Let's see if I can successfully imbed it here:

I probably should ask Minter how he drops the videos in. Alas.

Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day! Go volunteer your time at something worthwhile!

--Goose

February Shout-Outs: My tivo! Thanks for keeping all the relevant Daily Show episodes! How do I miss thee? Let me count the ways...

Monday, November 03, 2008

The Politics of Baseball, or: What the Nitty-Gritty Will Be Tomorrow

Dearest All,

Good friend, fellow free-thinker, and nominal reverse-double inlaw Minter (our siblings are married) is enjoying the win of (I'm assuming his) Philadelphia Phillies in the World Series. Knowing full well his passion burns brightest for his hapless Flyers, I don't doubt for a moment that he'd rather see Lord Stanley making his way down Broad Street rather than the World Series trophy. But, as he said in his own post, "in difficult economic times, a championship can buoy spirits."

The Rays-Phils series has been dissected and in the flaming passions that is November college football, most likely, has already been forgotten unless you are among the lucky few who recognize the missing street name: Chesnut-Walnut-BLANK-Spruce-Pine. As a lifer Cubs fan, I can only imagine how long I'd preserve the final out on my Tivo, so I gotta give them their due. And so I do not choose to rehash the particulars. Although, let me summarize one soul's hope for the 2009 baseball season and television viewing: "Double headers on Sunday with discounted tickets for families. Post-season games that start at 6 or 630pm Eastern Time so that the juicy at-bats fall in prime time. Mandatory 12pm Saturday World Series game start because there's only crappy college games on then. Less Tim McCarver. Less Jeanne Zelasko. Less Fox Sports in general (the TBS model looks great, obtw...). A World Series that maintains home fields and fans, so no neutral site, you nimrods. But finish before the winter hits. The end." So congrats, Phillies and Philadelphia. Cubs in '09!

No, what I really want to do today is make some final thoughts on the quickly concluding National Election. By this time tomorrow, I will be making martinis with my friends from Austin T3 and his darling wife (who will enjoy non-alcoholic alternatives), Irish roommate Brother Euge (fresh back from Brazil), and of course, fellow Cubs fan and Louisiana Catholic Democrat Mr. One-Time. We may go out as well. I'd like to think that we will be able to celebrate the selection of Senator Obama, but I'm too gunshy to plan that parade quite yet.

This past weekend, I was in Pittsburgh and points west, often called "Pennsyltucky." It is McCain country and I'm certain that several of my cousins and their families will cast an honest ballot for McCain-Palin. They have their issues and their reasons and as family members, all the discussions have been friendly if spirited. But I bought the Obama book "The Audacity of Hope" for the plane ride, thinking that it would be nice to, unlike so many Obamaniacs, actually know how he thinks and where he stands on the fault-lines of American politics. I doubted that reading it would make me question my allegiance and vote. What I didn't fully expect was how uplifting and motivational it was in tone.

The American political theatre has wrongly painted the two main camps. Liberals are social activists and moral relativists. They are eager to forgive and forget and appear to coddle those elements of society most likely to bring ill upon it. Or so the conservatives would say. Meanwhile, conservatives are, to the liberal "elites", anti-intellectual, backwoods, wrongheaded religious dingbat nutjob bigots. But what's funny is that both seem to champion the same set of presidents. The GOP traces its roots to Lincoln, just as the Democratic Party today finds its genetic code in the way Lincoln viewed the world. McCain touted Teddy Roosevelt. Progressive Democrats do the same. And having read the TR biography and a few other well-aged portraits particularly relating to his love of the outdoors, I can see how both parties love the man. I think his inclusion on Mt. Rushmore is wholly appropriate. But, as so vividly exemplified by my varied views of my many cousins, the truth is that there are little differences that separate my Democratic-leaning cousins from my Republican-leaning cousins.

The problem is that the party machines seek to get a wedge in those little differences, exploit them, and gain power. It's clearly evident in the campaigns this season. Republicans are working out an agenda of protectionism, xenophobia, absolutism, and the need for American might both militarily and economically. And that only they can safely steer the country past the rocks (hence the hideous and laughable smears of communist Obama, socialist Obama, Muslim Obama, etc. ad nauseum). Democrats, with the fodder available to them from the detritus of the Bush presidency, are linking McCain'08 to Bush (something that I doubt would occur in a McCain Presidency, given the capacity of Congress to learn from their mistakes, the wave of discontent amongst the voters, and most tellingly, the absence of Bush on the McCain campaign trail). Now, I've mentioned previously that I think McCain has sold his soul and his good name pandering to the Republican base so that he could win their primary, and that the McCain who ran in 2000 would be a much more solid nominee than Obama today. But who plays games of "What if?" anyway?

But both party machines have it wrong. And it was in reading Obama's words and then later having them reinforced by the New York Times' conservative commentator David Brooks (full disclosure: I like the guy. He writes intelligently and unlike the blathering masses I often catch on sites like DailyKos, I don't think he's a water-carrier, partisan hack, or sycophant). Anyhow, he mentioned that the vision and potential of the United States was a society based on social mobility (note: I can't find the clip from the Charlie Rose, but apparently Mr. Brooks has long found life in this idea. That the country would find greatness in the ability of its people to move upward economically and socially. That mobility would find its shape in volunteerism and charity and education and community support. As he writes, "The larger story is the one Lincoln defined over a century ago, the idea that this nation should provide an open field and a fair chance so that all can compete in the race of life." Writ large, Teddy Roosevelt and Abraham Lincoln were champions of the common man and proponents of a society that fostered social mobility and the greatness that would flow from the simple idea that anyone could do anything and that it was society and government's role to provide those opportunities. The Republicans have certainly walked away from this ideal (the complete abandonment of inner cities; school vouchers; blanket hatred of affirmative action programs; the closing of borders and the demonizing of new immigrants, be they legal, illegal, permanent, temporary, skilled, unskilled, educated, young or old, but especially if they're a minority; the perpetuation of lies and distortions on inheritance taxes; and the rise of protectionism on their "way" of life). Democrats aren't much better, given their blanket disregard for the role and strength of community and religious-based services. But Senator Obama recognizes the value of the socially mobile society and the good that comes from it.

Having read the majority of Obama's book by now (one chapter remains on Election Eve), I see that Lincoln's vision, Martin Luther King Jr's dream, our founding fathers' simple declaration on the rights of man has taken root and found form in Senator Obama, his motivations, and his words and actions. Whatever it may have been in Senator McCain, I do not know, unhinged as his campaign has become. And so, to me, this election is as much a celebration and endorsement of equality, social mobility, the balance of selfless volunteerism and rugged individualism, and the indomitable and irrepressible American spirit (as exemplified in the words and deeds of Jefferson, Hamilton, Lincoln, Roosevelt, Kennedy, King and others) as it is anything else. I plan to take to task (and hope others do the same) those politicians who would continue to work the differences between me and my cousins for their benefit. I personally believe that at the very least, the Republican party needs to be taken out back to the woodshed and beaten for its bad policies, worse politics, and lingering national hangover that may not go away for quite a while. They have traded in the ideals of social mobility and equality for a country based on exclusionary fear tactics that is antithetical to the wisdom of our founding fathers and poison to those freedoms and rights we hold most dear, including freedom of speech and assembly, unreasonable search and seizure, access to education and valuable socially-lifting services, while engaging in vicious, overt voter suppression, gerrymandering, and corruption based on a need to maintain political power.

I do not believe for a minute that McCain is another Bush, but his party has invalidated their claim to leadership until they sort themselves out. If they want to be the party of the Moral Majority, then they need to behave that way and respect the will of the voters who would disavow those views and vote as such. Until then, I find comfort in following an individual who recognizes the plural nature of our country and the inherent heartbeat that resonates when you hear "all men are created equal", regardless of religious fervor, socioeconomic situation, family size and makeup. I find goodness in the idea that our country works best when anyone can become anything. And I think somewhere, somehow or another, the idea that Senator Obama sits on the verge of history makes Presidents Lincoln and T.Roosevelt happy.

And pretty please, let's not make a mess of the voting process tomorrow.

--goose

shout-outs and the world's ills solved (briefly):

A shout-out to my brother the good Dr. and fam. Awesome to see you and the brood in Pittsburgh this past weekend. While I admit I was initially skeptical of your moving there for work next summer, I think it's going to be totally great now. We have lots of family (and therefore excuses) to keep the clan tight. And my tour of downtown Pittsburgh on Sunday alleviated some of my fears, although to be sure, it hasn't completely made me not see the shadow of Cincinnati (aka "most awful town after 5pm in the United States").

12+ Shout-outs to the gathered family over the weekend for the baptism. It's been a while since I've seen most of my cousins and especially my aunts and uncles (as they are if only slowly beginning to show the years). good times and great food. nowhere else but in my mom's family can you eat a 12 course, 2-seating meal that is entirely made of dessert options. And i hope everyone got a chance to meet and be dazzled by Ariel.

Solving Election Day: Move it to Veteran's Day on Nov.11. Make it a holiday. Open polling on Saturday and let it remain open through Monday. Based on what I've seen about poll lines and waits to vote, we need to do something. I'd like to blame suppression efforts aimed at disenfranchising inner city voters, but the reality is that we should always be prepared to handle 200,000,000 votes for President. If only 100,000,000 show, great. Less of a line. But it's embarassing. Emma Lazarus might have never written "The New Colossus" had she seen the mess.

Solving the World Series, Part II: Aside of recognizing that early college football games are crappy and so it makes sense for a day game on Saturday, the current idea that "Prime Time" is best (mainly because of advertising dollars) needs to be put to rest, having been so discredited. Fans will watch no matter what, but can and will be thinned by options in prime time hours (including sleep). So cater to the fans. This means: early start times, regular-season-length half-inning switches, no tv shots of the cast of "Lost" or whatever (although, my biases do allow the "Always Sunny" cast), singing "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" in the 7th inning (if you MUST sing "God Bless America", do it at the beginning of the game. But seriously, what happens when/if the Cubs and their original 7th inning tradition or the Toronto Blue Jays make the series?), more replays of close plays at full speed without talking us through it "Look right here!" (we are looking right there, you idiot. Let us play umpire for a second...), no dugout interviews during the game (they're inane), more shots of the hot chicks wearing some player's jersey, more shots of cute little kids cheering or teary-eyed but not of them nodding off, get rid of the "plate-cam", more look backs at great historical moments, add the local commentators for an inning or two (especially if it's the radio broadcast) and for all that is holy, get rid of the cameraman who gets to run around the bases with a guy after a homerun. that must look stupid and besides which, it's a much greater shot to see the crowd going bonkers with a wide shot. It's not rocket science.

Solving Election Day, Part II: 3 parts Polish vodka, chilled and strained. Add olives. Repeat as necessary.

Yet Another "My Boy Is Talented!" Shout-out to: my good friend, excellent human being, canine lover, rock climber, free spirit, and intelligent voice Lech N. of Oakland, Ca. Your flickr shots is now permanently linked from here.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

T-14 Days

Dearest All-

I've grown lazy in the late summer of grilling and beer and hot days and nights, and so it's been months since my last post. My guess is that if anyone even reads this, it's by accident. I promise to return to my usual subjects soon (World Series, college football, general idiocy), but I feel a need to release my frustration at the state of American politics and the drubbing that our greatest export to the world is taking as we race to replace George W. Bush.

I have been, like many of you both here in the continental 48 and abroad in finer locales, absolutely glued to the coverage. full disclosure: this does not include anything fox corp.-related. This is part of my long-standing embargo on all things Fox ever since they trotted out (ok, threw down my throat) the glo-puck for NHL games. So when and where suitable alternatives are available, I go to them. I am not looking forward to the Fox coverage of the Rays-Phils World Series.

But this is not about Fox News Corp. Although there are a number of talking heads employed by that franchise who should be removed far from the public discourse. Yes, I'm talking about Bill O'Reilly and Brit Hume (now retired). And especially Sean Hannity, who is unfortunately not old enough to retire while I can still enjoy it (unlike say: Bill O'Reilly, CBS' Billy Packer, Fox Sports' Tim McCarver, MSNBC's Chris Matthews, Rush Limbaugh, Michael Savage, and, although I liked him as a teenager, Don Imus). There are idiots on other stations too who also bring down the public debate into glorified shouting matches. But this is not about them. I am smart enough to realize their persona, however unpleasant and distasteful, is truly centered around gaining and keeping ratings. If there was money in being high-minded, all of these individuals (with the exception of Savage and McCarver) are intelligent enough to have shaped that persona. But the public likes warriors and like-minded voices that defend their views with a messianic vigor. So a lot of people like O'Reilly and a lot of people like say Keith Olberman. And rarely are they the same person.

No, this post is about the absolute pit that American politics and debate have fallen. I'm fairly certain President Bush, if he's cognizant at all about the tenor of the national dialogue, will need a big hug when all is said and done. Not that he doesn't deserve criticism. But that he's a virtual pariah and that can't be good on anyone's psyche, even the colossal failures.

As I read on my calendar, the year is 2008 and the location is these United States. But we have elected leaders who use hinted language to incite racism. We have elected leaders who split infinitives and dance around linguistically to make offensive, indefensible, ethically bankrupt, and false statements to drum up bigotry. We have idiots killing black bears and then dropping them off on a college campus with Obama stickers plastered on the corpse. We have Governor Palin making loosely based and largely debunked allegations tying Senator Obama to Bill Ayers, who in a previous lifetime was part of the Weather Underground's domestic bombing efforts in the 1960s and 1970s. When Obama was 8.

To his credit, Senator McCain has publicly stated that he will not allow or condone racist statements or actions by some of his fringe supporters that have become captured on tape. But I fear that is the necessary lip service in this day and age. How we still have racism in this country is beyond me. But how one of our major parties can effectively embrace it and openly encourage it through coded language is beyond the pale. Especially when they offend my intellect through the hyper-structured use of phrasing that, if parsed, can be denied as taken-out-of-context, but to the normal human ear, says something entirely base:

"What I would say is that the news media should do a penetrating expose and take a look. I wish they would. I wish the American media would take a great look at the views of the people in Congress and find out if they are pro-America or anti-America." ~ Rep. Michele Bachmann (R - 6th, Minnesota)

The United States is supposed to be the world's shining example of democracy in action. Everyone should demand that national politics in this country be about issues and that candidates are considered fairly and equitably and that differences can be examined as a contrast in governing styles from which a knowledgeable vote can be cast. Instead, we pursue a politics of personal debasement. Disenfranchisement of voters is the norm. Voter suppression is the norm. Personal attacks is the norm. Embracing fringe elements and encouraging irrational anger is the norm. Class warfare and anti-intellectualism have becoming bizarre virtues, not vices.

So while I cannot wait for this election to be over (fairly confident I sense the outcome), it is sad for me to know that, unless our country does a full house-cleaning (unlikely, given the recent trends of how Republicans run for office and how Democrats take over-wrung umbrage in response) and everyone not only agrees in principle, but also in practice, to return to high-minded discourse on policy, that America is worse off. That the facade has cracked and that no amount of make-up will cover up the ills seething unchecked amongst us.

It is appropriate to use your freedom of speech (as I am right now) to voice your political opinion and support your candidate. It is not freedom of speech to use racist and hateful language. It is morally wrong and my guess is that oftentimes illegal as well.

It is appropriate to compare and contrast the candidates, especially in their philosophy, thinking, and policy. It is wrong to label and libel the candidates with repeated, known falsehoods.

It needs to be stated that embracing racist language will not be tolerated. That encouraging racist actions under the guise of freedom of speech arguments is morally destitute. That using a national platform to espouse hatred, drum up fear, tap into phobias, and act as a mindless echo chamber should not be the democratic ideal or public forum. And it needs to be repeated that the vast majority of the American populace are too intelligent and have grown too tired of this style of politics of division. Obama was right in his famous speech arguing that there are not two United States. It's well past the time that we started acting that way and demanded our politicians to do the same.

Finally, it is wholly appropriate to be happy come November 5th, no matter who the next leader of the United States becomes. At the very least, it will allow the vitriol to go away until at least Christmas 2009...

--goose

October Shout-Outs:

To the good Dr. and fam, now enjoying a respite from island life with a trip to the east coast. I hope that the girls have a great time with Babcia and can't wait to see them in a few weeks.

To my peeps on St. Croix, now enjoying the breath of relief after Hurricane Omar (did it make it to Category-3?!!) quickly passed over the island with what looks like minimal damage (apart of continued power loss to the east end of the island, and a loss of a fair number of boats). I didn't get much sleep the night it passed and my thoughts the entire time were with all of you.

To the good Dr. W and her new beau. Still sorry I couldn't make the nuptials, as we were dealing with Hurricane Ike at the time.

To Sasha B. of St. Croix and her Philadelphia Phillies. Good luck against the Rays! As much as it pains me to see the history-less Rays in the World Series while my Cubs died before we even met the lead characters (another reason I've felt too listless to write), it will hurt even more if they capture the title. So please, Phils, winners of 1 world series in 126 years, do it and make Philly (one of my favorite cities in the USA) a happy place this October and November.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

A Fascination With Health, Work, and Magnum

As the wildflowers bloom here in Texas, transforming this most unholy of states from cold, windy, rainy, and dreary into a happy palette of vibrant purples, fiery oranges, and mesmerizing yellows (before again moving into the hot summer dreariness...), so has the annual spring-cleaning of my mind and body. I highly recommend it.

It began over Spring Break, while house-sitting (and dog-sitting the awesomeness that is Bear the Dog). My commute to school went right by the gym. Why not, I thought? And it's been good. After a few weeks, I've lost a purported 10 lbs. (people may disagree whether I needed to lose it, so let's call it a "transformation"... but thank you people for the compliment that I look fit as a fiddle. You obviously haven't seen me in a few years!) And that rolled into a manic cleaning of the house. The whole thing. And a much-needed full-on cleaning of the bedroom and re-ordering of the clothes. It felt great. I felt fresh! But there was more! I sewed a button on a shirt! (I fully realize how infantile that sounds, but think about it. When exactly was the last time - especially you guys - sewed anything?) I was rising to the challenge of a spring make-over. Started eating right. Got the grill going almost every night (though some may point out that grilling i.e. drinking beer while grilling isn't truly "healthy"). Continued running at the gym. Continued to feel good about myself.

Then I found out that my brother, the Good Doctor Carr, is at least six months ahead of me in this kick. Since college, he's always been slighter than me (read: I ate lots of coconut cream pies...) but he's downright wirey now! Supposedly, he weighs about 20 lbs. below me right now. So that was 30 lbs. last month! The bastard! And he has 3 kids all under the age of 2 (well, the girls just turned two...), a loving, active wife, and what appears to be a demanding job as a surgeon. The wirey bastard! So now my goal is to get to a fitness level where I can keep up with his 6:15 miles. And to think I was once miles faster than he was...

And to top off all this lust for life and pursuit of perfect older brother, I, thanks to Ian of St. Croix, renewed my vows with what should be the greatest tv show of the 1980s. No, not Cosby (though that's good). Cosby spanned into the 1990s, so he doesn't count. No, I'm defending "Magnum, P.I." A lot of guys my age and a little older grew up idolizing his life style. Hot women, fridges full of beer, a hot Ferrari that he didn't own (so didn't mind wrecking), a cool black friend with a helicopter, and a cool white friend who probably was a pimp (though this portion of Rick's back-story was never really pursued fully...). So, in this time of renewal, this springtime of hope and the full embrace of all I am and love and want, I've grown a mustache. And his theme song is my ring tone.

Thomas Magnum would be proud. And though my brother laughed so hard that he fell off a hotel bed when he saw my 'stache on Skype a few days ago, I know he's jealous. He watched and idolized Magnum too. And though he could beat me in a 10k right now by probably a full half-mile or more (wirey bastard!), I could sense his 'stache envy. I got the Hawaiian shirts, the fridge full of beer, the cool black friend, the pimp white friend, and a hottie in a bikini sitting on a beach waiting for me to solve some sordid case that invariably leads me back to my days in Da Nang. Now all I need is that Ferrari...

--goose

April Shout-outs: St. Croix, I'm coming home! See you in a week!

Sunday, March 09, 2008

The Texas Two-Step, Or: Why I Caucused

Now I realize that it's well past the media cycle, and that, following the big "loss" of Texas by Barack Obama to Hillary Clinton in the primary last week, but it's worth mentioning two things: 1) Barack won more delegates in Texas than Hillary, due to the energetic horde that are the Obamaniacs; and 2) I'm not sure I can handle another 4 months of primary coverage. But enough about the second, because I need to report on the former, as I caucused.

The report: It was a mess. Disorganized. Woefully understaffed. Woefully underestimated the numbers of voters who were going to show (we had about 200 show for the precinct). And most embarassingly, dreadfully chaotic, with 200 people pretending that they knew the Roberts' Rules. "Point of order!" "I second that!" "I nominate Joe!" "I digress!" Ouch. Worse than all the nutjobs who live and die for political intrigue, I actually heard a kid drum up support for his presumptive nomination as a county delegate by telling an older man (identified as a local high school government teacher) that he represented his school at Boy's State, something I myself was selected for but spent the majority of my time fielding softball teams to get out of committee meetings. I felt dirty being there, watching everyone pander and articulate and angle for a snippet of power.

But as Churchill said, "Democracy is the worst form of government. Except for all the others." Or something like that. I'm too busy watching "Mad Max" and determining my Spring Break plans. None of which include following politics. I have the rest of spring and summer it sounds like. It won't be like I miss anything.

Monday, February 18, 2008

The Art of the BBQ, Or: My New Favorite Recipe

Try it out:

0.75 lbs. (or as large as will fit on the grill) your favorite fish fillet, skin still on.

1 whole fresh ginger root, grated.
1-2 whole green onions (chives), finely chopped.
1/4 to 1/3 cup soyu sauce.
1 packet white sugar (1 Tbsp.), 1 packet brown sugar.

Wash your fish fillet. I cannot mention this enough. Then, spread the grated ginger, onions, and sugar until the entire top of the fillet is completely covered (the skin side, obtw, is the "bottom").

Pour on most of the soyu. Let marinate at least 45 minutes.

Drink 3-4 beers (this helps you get through the 45 minutes).

Light grill and get coals white hot (or for you gas people, 500 - 500 deg.). That's about 3 more beers. Maybe 2 if you're chatty. Or drunk-dialing.

Pour rest of soyu on top. Lay on grill, skin side down.

Cover grill, making sure to maintain airflow (for you charcoal people). Cook fish 7-12 minutes. Watch it. When meats becomes firm, it's done!

Eat it. Drink more beer. Write me a thank-you note (or drunk-dial me...)