Friday to Monday

From picking up "professional dancers" and late night rendezvous to riding pow, I'm a lucky s.o.b. Being that it's below freezing, calling one of those ladies we met over the weekend did cross my mind, but managed to stay pretty toasty all on my own. Who knew dancers are cool people too? I am definitely making them my new cocties. As of today we are at a high of 25 degrees. At least I had the day off. After viewing Brian's blog entry. I decided that pho would do great on this cold afternoon. So, I made my way down to one. Out of the 8 customers I was the only Asian. Which is not so weird, being that pho is becoming American as bubble gum. As my pho arrived the waitress asked if I preferred a fork. Of course I replied with a "no thanks". That's when I felt 7 pairs of eyeballs grazing my way like I was the weird one. I knew it was cold, but did hell freeze over? Being curious and concerned as I usually am. I decide to see if hell has officially frozen over. After finishing with my soup I trotted 4 markets over to a Thai restaurant. Peeping only my noggin in and starring from the entrance way I had 6 return stares. To my viewing pleasure there were 6 gooks going to town on some BBQ duck. All I could say was "thank you" as I reciprocated from the entrance way.