Today was Chocolate day, the non-union Korean equivalent of Valentine's Day, and you'll be happy to know I raked in some fine chocolate goddness, and also distributed my share. In the words of Chris Rock, "I take care of my kids". I tried unsuccessfully to explain the concept of a "Hallmark Holiday" to the kids (that is a holiday manufactured by corporations in order to push their product down the gullet of the masses), but the children wanted none of my long-winded commentary on the ills of modern society. They simply wanted the delicious chocolate treats to be crammed down their cute Korean gullets, preferably by a bearded American. I was happy to indulge. Unfortunately, I ran out of chocolate by my third class, and resorted to the underhanded maneuver of giving the kids chocolates I had received from other students. I instructed them to eat them immediately, so as to eliminate any possibility of scandal between classes. Damn, I'm a good teacher. Meanwhile, back at the teacher's lounge, one of the Korean teachers was trying to explain the word for nutty in Korean. Unfortunately, her explanation was as follows, "...means it tastes like penis (Peanuts)". Now, normally I'm above laughing at such juvenile miscues, but she kept repeating it over and over, and who am I to deny my basic instincts? A hearty guffaw is good for the best of us.