I'm in the Cow's End. It's the first time I've been upstairs. There is a pool table, and pool tables always make me think of my brother Nathan. It's Thursday, so I just finished assisting with 2 Tae Soo Do classes. I was just digging into my blueberry scone when I heard, "Mr. Klotz!" It was one of the Tae Soo Do students from earlier. We shook hands, both of us subconsiously supporting our right arms with our left hands, and he said, "I've never run into someone from the dojang outside of the dojang before."

I love this senario. It's happened a few times before, but this was the first time I'd taught the person a few hours earlier. It'll be even more fun when I have my black belt :)