Highlights of my Day... Wednesday, March 3

1. Last night Snickers and I watched a nasty food-eating contest show to which I questioned “why?!!!” repeatedly. They had a limited time to eat whatever item of food this massive barrel dropped from the ceiling. The first contestants ate sticks of butter – the winner ate 9! The next competitors ate cow tongues – the winner ate two 1kg tongues. The third, and last, of the competitors ate hotdogs, which doesn’t sound so bad but it was nasty!!! Most of the competitors in each group were overweight and male – leave it to guys to do such a foolish competition. Surprisingly enough, the winner of the hotdog eat contest was a 55kg Japanese young guy who ate 31 hotdogs. His runner-up ate around 20. Anyways, back to why I started talking about this silly show… today I woke up from a bad dream and I totally blame it on having watched such a grotesque show. In my dream I dreamt I was competing to see who could eat the most of their own foot.

2. So much for hitting the pavement at the crack of dawn. The alarm went off at 5:55am, I rolled over to wake up Snickers and he in turn literally rolled over me to turn my phone completely off. “Five more minutes” I told him. “I’ll give you five more minutes to sleep in”. Well, five more minutes turned into four more hours.


3. Immigration called today, asking about our living conditions and asking for proof regarding us living together, so Snickers headed off to city hall to deal with that.

4. I am definitely loving the whole I-have-no-schedule kind of life style that I’m living. It feels like a taste of true retirement. I sleep in late, go to bed late, and as long as I get my boxing down in between hitting the sheets it’s all good.

5. With no real plans and Cheonan at our fingertips, Snickers and I hopped on the scooter and booted around town. We went out for lunch, went to the bank, visited the local country market, discovered a hidden community of houses boasting of wealth and riches, went mountain hiking, and even stopped by Mouse Doctor’s house.

6. Snickers’ new found devotion and determination with his boxing is really inspiring and I’m all for promoting it and helping him out. Helping him out today meant letting him piggy-back me down the side of the mountain. It was a twenty-minute walk down the mushy dirt path. It left him with throbbing legs and a sweaty face but also with a very proud wife.

7. Thursday’s filming schedule has been changed and now is set for 6pm Thursday night to 9am Friday morning – sweet, an all-nighter… fits perfectly into my no-sleeping-pattern-is-my-pattern life style.

8. At boxing tonight I informed Junior Mint that I wouldn’t be able to show up at training tomorrow and, of course, he gave me a big frown and asked why. He joked around and told me to bring him along… as did the rest of my teammates.

9. I guess it’s good to be able to laugh at your self but when laughing is mixed with crying I really don’t know what to say. This was the case for me tonight. I had stepped out of the shower and, with one foot on the wet bathroom floor and the other on the dry kitchen floor, I did a mix between doing the splits and some funky karate combo move. I fell and I fell hard. It hurt a lot, hence the tears, but it also was quite the strange fall, hence the laughter. Snickers rushed to see what all the noise was about and scooped me up in his arms. For the rest of the night my stupid fall was the butt of all jokes, great.

10. What wasn’t a joke was the scratch down my leg and the big bruise that is sure to show itself by morning and is sure to stick around.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How far would you go for a competition?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.
-- Dorothy Parker