The bad new is that George fell down today and hit his head on a towel rack. I was vacuuming under my bed, something I hadn’t done in ten years and that meant moving around the mattress and box spring and the only open space blocked my exit. So when I heard the loud thud, it took me a couple of minutes to get out to see my dad getting up off the floor. He said he was OK, but he has a nasty bruise.

Now back to unimportant things (me). Either I’m now a big fat pig, or the food at BeWon has gone down in quantity. BeWon is a very nice Korean restaurant near my house and the first time I went with my buddy Il, I thought we were going to burst. And then when I went with my dad, I also thought I was going to burst. Today, not so much. There was quite a lot of food, but no bursting. The quality was still great, too.