The past few days I have been angry at myself and at the world. It's been hard for me to shake it off. Every morning at the gym I see the three video monitors. One has a ridiculous MTV show called Super Sweet 16, the other has a Christian infomercial trying to raise money for poor children. Both are over-the-top propaganda fluff shows. One tauting the supposed happy "rich"; the other milking the supposed sorrowful "poor". The middle monitor is the only sane one--it usually has a sports event: baseball, soccer,etc. I keep wanting to tell the gym managers to turn off the crap, but that would be seriously wrong of me. So, I stew inside.



I like to go shopping when I am angry. Being around ingredients calms me. I heard someone speaking Japanese and giggling. I turned to find a young Japanese businessman taking my picture with his cell phone. I still wasn't completely calm yet. He stopped giggling. I walked up to him and politely asked him why he took my picture. He meekly said, "You are biker". I smiled. I told him I was the Biker Chef. That he could find a very good wasabi marinade on aisle 4. It goes very well with large sea scallops. He looked at me funny. I told him I wasn't finished with him yet. He needed to e-mail me the photo he took of me. I made him do it. Then left...still angry.