(Pizza Hut in Korea is way too expensive.)
Yesterday, we went to Pizza Hut for dinner. I can't eat cheese, so I had to order my pie with just sauce and pepperoni. The meal was delicious. However, the price tag was far too high. 77 freaking dollars.
Poor old Smith isn't made of money. No more restaurants. I've decided to chain the Dragon Lady to the stove instead. That should save us a few bucks.
We drove back to our Soviet-style concrete tenement. I helped Jim set up his new Samsung computer. It came equipped with Windows 8. I don't know jack about technology. But my boy is all excited.
I watched a show called Shameless. I downloaded it here. It's a strange series about a white trash family living in Chicago. I'm not sure if I like the program. I'll have to give it some careful thought.
I'm still enjoying season five of The Sopranos. Feetch Lamana--played by veteran actor Robert Loggia--is becoming a huge problem. Tony will probably kill him.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. I refuse to babble like a pagan.
I went to bed at 11 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 8 a.m. I drank coffee and read the paper. Three North Korean medical doctors were slaughtered in Nigeria. One was actually beheaded. Radical Islamists are taking credit for the murders.
Make no mistake. Muslims are nuts. I don't want to sound like a bigot. But you can't run from the truth. Those freaking lunatics will be the death of us all. Just wait till they get their filthy hands on weaponized small pox. Wow. Scary stuff.
I turned on Fox News. The man who killed Bin Laden has been discharged from the Navy. He and his family have no income or health insurance. Not a surprise. America often throws its veterans under the bus.
It's currently 11:30 a.m. I might go for a walk.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.