Big Brother

So, after last weekend's horrible all-nighter experience, it was really nice to just sit back and relax this weekend. I was lazing around Saturday morning when Gege (pronounced "Guh-guh", means big brother in Chinese) walked in and thumped me on the head saying, "Hey, long time no see." Yah...thanks for drinking all my milk the other day and not telling me...
Little aside: He's not actually my big brother. He's actually my cousin, but I call him big brother because he lived with my family for two years way back in my elementary school days.
Still, it's nice to see him after not seeing him for about two weeks despite the fact that we live next door to each other. Yesterday I was telling him how much I missed having American food like Pizza and Fries and STEAK, so he decided to take me out later for some good old American cuisine. We went to a mall near his office where there was not only Pizza Hut and Papa John's, there was also a Dairy Queen, a KFC and a McDonalds. American Food Paradise! So first we went to the video arcade and spent an hour playing car racing games and Taiko drums. Fun fun. And then we went to Papa Johns and got a teeny tiny pizza that was half pepperoni and half "Mexican." Then we realized it was getting late and we had to pick up my uncle from the airport, so Gege bothered the waitresses into 1)hurrying up our order, 2) changing the onion rings in our pre-arranged meal package deal into potato wedges and 3) changing things at the last minute from eating-in to to-go. I told him at one point they probably hate us now, and he said, "Well then they'll probably be extra eager to put everything in a bag and get us out the door." With the bill came a lotto-ticket-like thing where you can win whatever the prize is if your gamepiece has a certain flag or something. Gege won an apple pie which they refused to give saying that the earliest we could get it is tomorrow (or rather, today). Stupid rules.
But anyhoo, when we finally got all the food, we had 10 minutes to get to the airport, so Gege used his speed driving arcade skills and drove us to the airport in 7 all the while eating pizza with one hand. Pretty impressive. Then we just sat, ate pizza and complained about our smoothies until my uncle walked out of the airport.
So that was my fun evening with Gege. I think that for all that he picked on me when I was seven, it's still kind of cool to have a big brother that takes me out for arcade games and pizza.