so whilst i am typing this blog entry, maestro mike is cooking up his famous baked rice and curried vegetables for dinner. he's a positively smashing chef, although he told western culinary instutue to take a hike yesterday, seeing as they were calling us every single day (no lie). it's worse than that one time the army called me, and i got into it with the recruiter about how iraq and 9/11 are not connected, and he thought i was unamerican, and i called him a small-minded idiot. i'm sure i'm on some sort of list for that now... i digress. michael, while a fabulous chef in his own right, will not be attending the western culinary institute, on the grounds that they are colossal meddlers and knife-pushers.