Tonight I decided it would be a great idea to make my own fried rice. I ended up using every pan in the kitchen, making a mess, and ended up after slaving away, ending with some pretty decent fried rice. Then I realized how silly this all was considering how cheap it is to buy fried rice from my local #1 Chinese. I also made a wierd connection between my design and the way I cook. I like to improvise, everythings a little messy and it usually ends up pretty good.
My new favorite show is Man vs Wild where this hot British guy gets dropped off into the middle of the wilderness by plane with only a flint stone and a nalgene and has to show you how to survive. I like it when he eats bugs and makes rafts. He's my hero.