I Must Be Dreaming

Oh wait, I am.

What I would do for a bowl of fishball noodles.

[Probably endure a 20-hour flight in less-than-chicken-coop conditions in the middle seat with my luck, but oh well, nobody's asking, are they?]

It is 4 degrees Fahrenheit in Frisco, Colorado. That’s -15 degrees Celsius for all you metric system-ers.

Tonight, it’ll hit -12 F, or -24 C.

I do believe I have lost all feeling in my extremities.

If I’m seeing fish ball noodles, does it mean my brain is freezing over?

Jay made a good point yesterday when he watched me wolf down a bowl of Kokoro Super Beef Bowl, not a regular beef bowl like he had, but a SUPER beef bowl. (It was deeper and had way more rice. And it was the first bowl of rice I’d had since Friday.)

“You’re powered by rice and noodles, Dot.”

“Make that into a T-shirt for me, Jay.”

5 Responses to “I Must Be Dreaming”


  • no pictures of snowboarding??? hahaha…. ghim and i were guessing where u guys were flying to (ppl on course and jobless have too much time on their hands)…. and i guessed u guys went snowboarding…. am i right??

  • I looked at the price (on the website), did the math, and figured my god that bowl’s gotta have hell lotta rice.

    Taste anything like Yoshinoya?

  • that’s a great-looking bowl of noodles…

  • pH: Please see next entry. Jess: Yeah, lots of rice. I love rice. Kinda like Yoshinoya. hucks: Sigh. Don’t encourage me.

  • i better not say what i’m going to have for lunch then. wahahaha :X

    come back dot, come back!!

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