Sushi at high altitudes

Desertgirl returned to Kuwait the night before last. So last night, herself and I had sushi in private room #3, and were accompanied by Bobarino and Fishgirl, as well as Ms. Romania and a new friend DG had met on the plane over...

Over sushi we heard horrible stories about Katrina victims that just further confirmed Bush's ashloch status. Not surprisingly, none of it had made it to local Kuwaiti media.
A good news source is Democracy Now.

In the next restaurant, a beautifully pregnant Brazilia and her obnoxious Farmboy of a husband where celebrating her birthday, and we later joined them for coffee and cake. Of course, Farmboy was successfully attempting to be his obnoxious best, being that there was a room full of people, from whom he was craving attention. He made sure to have a jab at everyone, including jokes about how he would impregnate Fishgirl, and I dont think Bobarino was amused... [chuckle]. I am just waiting for the day when Farmboy oversteps the boundary and feels Bobarino's knuckles. I would want to be there to see it, not because i dislike Farmboy, I don't, but i always enjoy watching a good fight!

I must give Bobarino kudos for holding back... Farmboy's already tried pushing the envelope with him by jokingly saying nigga, only with him, cause he's white, it came out as nigger, which i find derogatory. Of course he wasn't trying to insult anyone, but we all are aware that in his obnoxious state, deep down, he was trying to see how much he could get away without angering Bobarino.

I really dont feel like typing much, but thought I'd make a minimal effort today. So move onto the next blog, please... :-)