The day grows curiouser and curiouser. So I head out to lunch with my buddy John, amazed by the event that just transpired. We get to a restaurant called Champps. Here I am, thinking this is some sort of Denny's or IHOP style establishment. We take a gander at the menu, and see items like, "Filet Mignon Sandwich - $too much." Turns out it was Champps Americana. First thing, Champs the breakfast joint only has one P not two. Secondly, any restaurant that has the word Americana ... well, you should know what you're getting yourself into. Americana is basically America's way of turning everyday food- hamburgers, etc- into a 1000% profit margin. I love eating, but today just wasn't one of those $12 burger days. We end up walking across the parking lot to Wendy's. Unlike Manhattan or San Francisco, walking in Houston is a very odd and uncommon phenomenon, where any distance over 99 ft. is required by law to be traveled in a gas-powered vehicle; extra leniency, social compliance, and favor if the vehicle in question is a 9000 lb SUV. Hey, there must be some explanation for why we're the fattest city in America. On the way to Wendy's, I search my wallet and find exactly $1.00 in cash, which isn't even mine; I accidently pilfered it from Shannon in my attempt to play a Go Kart arcade game at the movie theatre; in which I placed 8th out of 8, which isn't so bad because when you're rock bottom, there's only one way to go, and that's up baby. But I digress. We enter the fine eating establishment known as Wendy's and I vaguely remember, almost as if in another life, that the Wendy's in Austin on MLK accepts credit cards as a form of payment. Heck, that's probably the only reason why I'm still alive today, considering the numerous times when my bank account dwindled to single digits, which was probably the steady state value of my bank account, thank God for credit cards, whoever said money doesn't grow on trees was dead wrong I tell you. So, I ask the employee at this Wendy's if they take credit cards. Suddenly his face breaks into a very apologetic, almost wistful expression. Moving his microphone mouthpiece down towards his chin in a careful manner, he says to Eric with great deliberateness: "I'm sorry sir, we don't. But I can pay for your food now and you can pay me back later." "What?" "I can pay for your food now and you can pay me back later." This guy looks dead serious about this. This is so odd. I feel like I've just been indecently proposed to. Never in my life has anything like this ever occurred. "Ummm ... that's quite alright, thanks for the offer, maybe I'll come back tomorrow." We leave Wendy's and walk over to Hido Japanese Bar & Grill, which is sort of like Benihana's. Got some lunch portion hibachi steak for $6.95 w00t w00t! I love days like this. So interesting. Oh yeah, K-Mart filed for Chapter 11 bankrupcy. Where will the Martha Stewart collection reside if K-Mart folds?