I went to a Korean hamburger joint today and I had a chicken salad. I figured I might luck out and get something decent like we have in my neighborhood. Bonnie Burgers is about half Asian food and half hamburgers and the grilled chicken they use is pretty good. Unfortunately, the place I went in Hillsboro is mainly a hamburger place and has a bit of other stuff thrown in. The chicken tasted quite processed like it was stuff that came from weird parts of the bird. Sort of like what you hear about hotdogs. In any case, I’m getting a salmon burger next time I go. Unless of course I’ve fallen off the wagon at that point.

So not listening at the gym is probably going to be the end of me. I thought I heard we weren’t doing “Fran” tomorrow, and I made sure I got my knees to my elbows in the exercise called, “Knees to elbows.” It sucked. Turns out that the earlier class isn’t doing “Fran”, but we still are. And here I am, editing my blog like a chump instead of going to sleep early.

Proof of my goofiness from last night.

Note the bright white skin and the protective layer of fat that are used to ward off enemies.

Which reminds me, when I was in Japan a guy told me, “You Kansai people are all alike. Trying to make sure you amuse people.”

I think I was trying to do a pullup at this point, but that doesn’t look quite right now, does it?