Date night!

Boo went to a parent's night out thingy at school and came home with blood red nails and fake tattoos. Seems the fifth graders got ahold of her and she's prancing around this morning flashing off her nails. I've already warned her it has to come off since the whoreish look just doesn't work on the under five crowd...

Meanwhile, Bill and I were going to go see 21 at the theater but decided to go for sushi at Osaka instead. We ordered a combo platter of rolls, sashimi and nigiri known as a "boat" and OMG it actually came in a huge wooden sailboat and was completely embarassing (although less so after two large carafes of hot sake), because, really, when your dinner is delivered via boat, it's probably going to set off only slight feelings of guilt as you prepare to plunder like the Dread Pirate Roberts. We tried to take a picture with Bill's iPhone wannabe he's testing for work:

(Came out yellowish because we were using the wrong light source, but you get the picture.)

It's right down the block from Maido, where Bill and I ate a fabulous sushi meal last winter. I think the atmosphere at Osaka is far superior. Oh, and apparently I like white tuna best. It has a yummy buttery flavor -- for raw fish, that is.