It’s Monday, the Olympics are gone. I have no idea what to watch this evening besides the full concerts playlist I’m assembling on YouTube.
Went to Kimuya for sushi. It is no longer my favorite sushi place. I don’t know what I was thinking, most of those rolls are fried. Still pretty good for nigiri. Sushi on a Monday? What would Anthony Bourdain think?
The Brentwood-looking couple in the photo above smiled at each other in a “look at these people” kinda way when we ordered a pitcher of beer with our meal. It’s Monday, we should all be celebrating the fact that we made it through it alive.
I stopped by Jerry’s Liquor Store on the way home from sushi because I wanted to visit one more time before moving out of the neighborhood. I’m not sure what happened to this place. It used to have an exotic bird at the checkout that would scare the bejesus out of me. Nowadays it looks straight out of an episode of alcohol Hoarders.
After three years of living in a one bedroom in Santa Monica, the fiancée and I found a nice little house in West LA that will allow us to walk from the kitchen to the bathroom without stepping over a treadmill, several guitars, pianos, and piles of unread books and magazines. We are pretty excited. Because of this we probably won’t be heading to Kimuya as often, which is fine, you can have it, judgmental old couple.
Some professional bloggers say you should write in your blog everyday. Clearly that is not the case for everyone.