…to those of you seeking the path to peace and tranquility: On a beautiful Sunday afternoon, do not - I repeat - DO NOT go to Costco!

I think the mutated gene which makes Koreans susceptible to mad cow disease has also played havoc with their peripheral vision. I don’t know how else to explain why so many people like to park their carts in the middle of an aisle so that others can’t get around them. God DAMN I cannot emphasize enough how irritating that is. I mean, when I want to stop to look over an item, I make it a point of finding an out-of-the-way spot to park my cart. That is the natural thing to do, isn’t it?

The carts parked (sometimes sideways) in the middle of the aisle combined with people shouting on their cell phones in the dining area was nearly enough to drive me insane. It made me want to go home, lock the door, close all of the windows, turn on the fan, and cook up some American top sirloin. Serious stuff, I tell you. Fortunately, American cow meat has yet to hit the shelves, or I might just have done it.

On a positive note, my home is now restocked with V8 and grapefruit juice.