If I ever write my own cookbook, I'm going to include random ingredient amounts just to annoy people. If I'm going to cook something, I first check through the ingredient list to make sure I have something, but rarely check the amounts until I have to use the stuff. Imagine the confusion when halfway through a cake, you have to somehow use half an egg. Or when a recipe calls for 5 oz strawberries, without seeds.

Also in this cookbook would be pointless instructions, something I have always been fond of. Sometimes you have to be certain to let the cook know to deshell the eggs before using. Or to plug in the appliances before using. I mean, some people might not know how to feed themselves.

The sad thing is that I would probably get a chuckle out of the shelled egg, but would also spend a good 10 minutes trying to divide it in half.

A few days ago, I received an interesting phone call. Our elder for Wednesday night meeting called me around 5:20 AM asking if I could help work on a $30 million project in Afghanistan that he's heading. It involved building a government station, complete with a full army headquarters and presidential airstrip. It was a very detailed phone call, which left me very confused as to why he wanted or needed my help. When I asked what my part would entail, he said that ideally, I would fly out to Walnut Creek early on in the week and just go over some planning with them, then Thursday we would fly to Washington DC and discuss the project there. He then asked what I was doing during that time, so I explained about classes finishing up and a few papers due, but things I could probably get done early. After a little bit of thinking out loud, he exclaimed, "Oh, this is Jeff Lee. I thought I was calling Jeff Leehai. No wonder you sound a little sleepy. I'm in San Antonio right now." Then he apologized and left me to return to sleep. Apparently, he was calling the East Coast, and when the intended Jeff answered, he thought it was a perfectly ordinary hour to call. Yet on the West Coast, it's not often you get woken up at 5:30 to go over plans in which you really should have no involvement.