(Roger Ebert is dead.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served spicy pork and French fries for dinner. The meal was tasty. It almost burned a hole in my mouth. I enjoy hot food.
Jim went to math academy. He studied for three hours. He attends the institute two times a week for six hours. I pay 150 dollars a month for the service. That seems like a good deal.
Later he worked with his mother for an hour on his Korean skills. He sassed her. So she beat him with the Spoon of Justice. Nobody in my family has ever attended Harvard. Jim seems to be following the proud Smith tradition.
I watched Game of Thrones. I'm on season three. The midget with the dysfunctional family truly rocks. I also get a kick out of the red-headed witch. She's a real turn on.
I paid homage to Christ. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. I refuse to babble like a pagan.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. I drank coffee and read the paper.
There's an American soldier named Lopez. He randomly shot at civilians with a BB gun. Then he led the police on a car chase through Seoul. The government wants to take him into custody and subject him to Korean law.
I turned on Fox News. Roger Ebert is dead. His passing saddens me. I loved the fat bastard. Many of his movie reviews were spot on.
It's almost 5 p.m. I'm very tired.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.