Thanksgiving '06 - 'Brotherly Love' in Philadephia. Some of you already know, I have a cute baby-faced younger brother who's studying dentistry down at U Penn. His name is Harry...as you can see: 
and in case you don't believe me that he's my brother... 
Harry openly claims that he's my brother. Speaking of which, haha i remember, last time when I posted the same above pictures and announced that Harry had been accepted to dentistry at U Penn, with a US $100,000 scholarship, I remember receiving some pleasant yet discreet interest from a couple of you then-single ladies here on my xanga (oh by the way, Hi, Iris~!) Anyhow, for thanksgiving I decided to drive down to the City of Brotherly Love (Philadelphia in greek means "brotherly love", from philos "loving" and adelphos "brother") to give Harry some real corean brotherly love~ (that, and also the fact that the entire future of our Jo family's financial well being lies in the hands of Dr. Harry Jo and his little degree from u penn dentistry.) hahaha. Also Albert (my cousin) and I wanted to check out this new korean girlie of Harry's down at U Penn as well. (i told u that harry was a mack. Not one of them loud punkass mofos who has to claim himself to be one. But one of them quiet studious nice ones. Yeah those are the real dangerous ones~) Anyhow, her name was, and i kid you not......Ho Jung Jo. (unlike the rest of us sellout immigrant asians who gave ourselves such hideous Caucasian names like Tony, Amy, Jen, Christine, Albert or Justin the moment we got off the boat, she didn't have an english name, which impressed me instantly~ that, and that she had a warm smile.) Why did I "kid you not!" about her name up there? Because Harry's Korean name is Ho Sung. Ho Sung Jo. Her korean name is Ho Jung Jo, and his korean name is Ho Sung Jo. (Harry swears to me that she's not a relation. I'm not so sure. haha. I told her that I would call my parents to double check our family tree book and get back to her.) haha Anyways......there were 5 of us who drove down to Philly and every single one of us brought a digi cam. we be asians. 
Eric (left) and my cousin Albert (right) proving to Allan (who's clearly enjoying the moment) and the entire city of Philadelphia that Torontonians' also got some brotherly love too.  this was RIGHT in front of the Philadelphia city hall. we be representin', homie.
And of course, we had to try the cheesesteak, at the famous Pat's (peeps like Bill Clinton, Larry King, Chris Kirkpatrick (woooo~~~~), John McCain have dined over there. woooooooooo~ *rolls eyes*) 
And as you can see, these guys were goddamn soup nazis (from Seinfeld)!!! That fucking sign made me hella nerveous and I got yelled at by the guy taking the order for not having my money ready quickly. Fucking subway packing bastard. I would've thrown that cheesesteak right back at his face................but of course....we were in Philadelphia, a city full of brotherly love and americans who carry guns. 
A spectacular view of the tip of Justin's head, and of course the downtown Philadelphia. Fine photography by Wayne. Thanks dude. *rolls eyes again* 
And of course, Wayne suggests we be proud Canadians and demonstrate our positive-space pro-homosexual culture from the North here at America's first university~. I think we made Benjamin Franklin (the founder of U Penn) truly proud at that moment, as his statue was sitting near the sign. Come on y'all~ L.O.V.E. Love, not hate! Eh~! 
u all know where this is (if you've seen Rocky). justin, on those immortal steps that represent "...the ability of an underdog, or an everyman, to rise to the occasion..."  Wayne, introducin' himself (yet again) to the city (and the ladies) of Philadelphia on top of the Rocky steps. Fock i love this picture! (i took it! i took it!)
canadian tourists with no shame. we be representin' homie~ (by the way, that statue looked NOTHING like Sylvester Stallone!!) And finally......a little brotherly stroll through harry's campus... 
To see my little brother move to a new city and to see him working very hard towards something that was starting to give clear meaning to his life, and to see him enjoying and really relishing the life at the very school he chose to attend, and most of all, to see that he was still the same Harry that I had always known, thoughtful, humble, unselfish, genuine, and full of positive outlook, those were more than enough to make me proud in ways i couldn't really put into words. There are times I am so immensely proud of Harry that when asked, I talk about him to my close friends perhaps more than my friends would like to hear. I know this has alot to do with that now that we don't live together, I miss him far more than I ever thought I would and more than i would openly admit to others. To be quite blunt, I feel exactly how a lousy parent would feel who has done a lousy job raising a kid, but the kid grew up beautifully nevertheless and now he's away from home for school. I would like to thank the Lord, once again, that mama and papa decided to go round 2 instead of calling it a game after the first round (me) haha.. whew~ it acutally gives ME chills thinking what if they hadn't. haha A~ight then! Happy Halloween everyone~! | 
