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May. 18th, 2005 01:30 pmMade a return trip to the weirdest sushi bar in the metro today, as I was feeling that my wasabi content was getting a bit low. Was inexplicably served a couple of pieces of eel, even though I did not order any. Mmmm...sushi error in my favor. Life is good.
When leaving said sushi bar, there were a gaggle of attractively nerdy guys making comments about the Decepticon sticker on the back window of my little black Civic. It was not until I began to back out that I saw the Autobot sticker on the back of their oversized cherry-red SUV. There could have been a rumble in the parking lot between the evil small-car owners and the gas guzzlers for Truth Justice and the American Way, but I guess I missed my opportunity. Oh well. They were cute, anyway.
When leaving said sushi bar, there were a gaggle of attractively nerdy guys making comments about the Decepticon sticker on the back window of my little black Civic. It was not until I began to back out that I saw the Autobot sticker on the back of their oversized cherry-red SUV. There could have been a rumble in the parking lot between the evil small-car owners and the gas guzzlers for Truth Justice and the American Way, but I guess I missed my opportunity. Oh well. They were cute, anyway.
