Monday Monday

AWESOME, its Monday!

No matter how faux excited I get it doesn't change the fact I'm slightly hungover and have nothing to do all day.  With that said lets forget Monday and talk about yesterday.  I find its best to forget Mondays and either stay on Sunday or skip ahead to Tuesday.  According to science, the past is one of eight total directions.  And apparently nothing moves faster in the universe than stationary objects.  Or objects that are not trying to go faster.  I don't know what this all means, I just read an article that tried to make the concept of why faster than the speed of light is not possible, simple.  It was marginally successful.  Oh yeah, Sunday.

Yesterday, Stevie invited me out for steak at VIPS or the highest rated Korean steak house south of the 38th.  They have a kick ass salad bar/buffet thing that you can either get by itself or included in your otherwise, overpriced steak.  The steak was okay, but more Asiany in the sense it has a heavy marble to it.  Tasty, but I definitely think it would be too fatty for many Americans.  You can get everything from rice to ribs on the salad bar/buffet thing.  They had this spicy fried rice dish sort of like jumbalaya and it was delicious.  Your meal also comes with taters, mushrooms, or some vegetable.  Not too bad for 34,000krw, but still pricey.

Probably the best part of the experience at VIPS was the ice cream machine.  Apparently, the ice cream machine had just woken up and I was the first to use it.  So I pull down on the lever.  The machine shudders and comes to life.  Well I thought it was coming to life.  It continues to shudder and nothing is coming out.  Just as I begin to think this thing is constipated some green ice cream starts to slowly ooze out.  Then it stops and just hangs there.  What the hell.  SO I lay in on the lever some more and the machine shudders and groans and slowly resumes pooping my ice cream out.  So I keep working the lever and the machine continues to strain and right before the machine has an aneurysm the floodgates open and it begins pooping out ice cream at an incredible speed.  My cone is overflowing!  Just when I think all is lost the machine empties its bowels and sits silent.  A job well done, and I'm sure the machine is reflecting on the physical hardships it went through to give me my green tea flavored ice cream.  I'm glad we could work through this together, ice cream machine!  This ordeal lasted no longer than maybe 5 minutes.

After this exciting adventure in ice cream defecation we went to this multi-floored shopping center.  This was pretty cool.  You can take your shopping cart on the escalators which don't have steps but is a long incline.  The shopping carts are pretty cool once you get them on the escalator magnets in the wheels clamp the cart to the escalator so it doesn't slide around and withdraw human life.  The place was packed full of people.  They had some good prices, I should try to go back there.  I have an idea of where it's at, but its quite a walk from the bus stop.  And you get to go through a tunnel!  Exciting times!

Anyway, that was my Sunday.  Now Monday, please hurry and finish up!