Dedicated to Tracy

The other day, Claire, the other foreign teacher at my school, told me that a good amount of ous students are quite wealthy. For example, yesterday, I taught gerunds to a real estate mogul. The other day Claire asked everyone to pretend that they were millionaires: one did not have to because he actually was.

That following night, pursuant to Krystle's advice, I decided to take a stab at tempura. The first shrimp burned. The second one I tried to take it out of the oil using a wooden spatula. Luckily, the resulting flame, which reached one meter, was quite ephermeral in nature. The order was quickly changed to shrimp fried rice, and all tempura activities have been suspended until further notice. On a more positive note, I succeeded in getting the rice cooker to work.