Sushinsanity

Hey, I just wanted some sushi...
So, the first restaurant that I tried was dark, loud (funk/electronic/porn music), to cool for this dimension wait staff, and tacky art (sub-par 2005-2006 graffiti "art" and abercrombie swimsuited ladies and gents, poolside, feeding each other sushi rolls).  I couldn't handle much more than a beer at that spot.
On to the next...
The next place, I already knew was excellent.  Great Sushi, simple yet well thought out presentation in a quiet atmosphere.  All that ended up being true during this visit except for the very last element. We were sat next to the most obnoxious, arrogant, pompous, crude and (icing on top) loud male of the species that I have ever had the un-un-un-privilege to be in the presence of in my short time on this planet.  He was already quite drunk when we had arrived, and he kept feeding this intoxicated state throughout our entire meal.  He also had some education which made his remarks and delivery all the more worse (sometimes cringe worthy).  A clumsy circus of booming laughter, swearing, ego enforcing self deprecation, and, oh yes, can't leave out the haute discussion of wine and cuisine.  It...was...un... bearable, unbearable, and unbearable.  Did I mention unbearable?  A complete, and cognizant disregard for any living thing in his presence.  Thankfully we chose to find the horrific entertainment factor in his display, and took away the excellent lesson on how to never behave in public or, for that matter, in the most private place you can think of within your own precious life.  But, I'm probably being to critical <3

Bella

I'm currently living next door to an awesome lady, who has an awesome dog, who keeps awesomely jumping the fence and awesomely barking at everyone in the neighborhood.  Although, if you hadn't guessed, I think this is awesome, some lady yelling at Bella (the barking, fence jumping, awesome pup) does not think this is awesome.  So, I was out on my balcony as she proceeded to tell me, while holding a Dachshund under her arm, "You know, I've been attacked by a dog" and "That dog should at least have a collar".  "Who's dog is that!?".  "I've been attacked by a dog!"  I heard you the first time...(with the dog under your arm).  Nuff said, but I'm probably wrong about it.

Numero Uno

Oh, you know, the first post gotta big a big post.  Talking 'bout all the reasons.  The who is, what not's and what for's.  Well, "let's just stick a pin in that" :).