Dale Ponte a Jugar

For a late lunch today I went to Curry House in Little Tokyo with my old friend Brian. We both love it here equally, and we always don't have a need for the menu because we never change our orders. We talked about a bunch of stuff, like video games, women in Pitbull videos, classroom shenanigans, politics, and upcoming business. You can talk about anything with this fool, and he'll have some input or insight on whatever you shove in his face.

Menchi Katsu HOT OIL (hence Pishoy jokes) with an Iced Green Tea.

Brian always finishes his food, but for some reason this time he was stopped way ahead of schedule. Maybe it was all the talk about politics and the swine flu? Politics is always a drainer. I hate politics, but that's probably because I don't know shit about it lol.

Our Japanese friend Mark Takasui is in San Diego now, so he can never come with us to Little Tokyo anymore, until we found this bronze sculpted relief of him. Now he will be with us everytime.

Longest street name ever.

Utada Hikaru, what a beauty.