Again trying to catch up on these things I did posts. March, April, and May will have fewer pictures. Here’s March.
I started checking out the Mercato, a farmer’s market in the Little Italy side of downtown San Diego. I went mostly to try the sea urchin, which is pretty delicious. The guy prepares it in front of you and it’s cool to watch as long as you don’t think about how morbid it is that he’s ripping a live animal in half right in front of you. And it’s pretty easy to not think about, since it looks more like a spiky coconut than, say, an emu.
Chad prepping parts of the sisig burrito. Deep, deep food coma. I just woke up a few hours ago. It’s tastier than this picture suggests but the picture accurately captures how unhealthy it is.
We went to PB Bar and Grill. It has a reputation for being unofficial Asian night on Thursdays. Well, we went on a Friday. Randoms can sign up to fight each other and they encourage girls who hold grudges against each other (should’ve just said all girls HAHA) to sign up and settle their differences in the ring. The experience was akin to watching a B-movie, except live.
Vegas for Jerry’s bachelor party. Good times. Happiness taking over.
Adrenaline taking over.
I can never walk by Caesar’s Palace without thinking about WrestleMania IX. When I was a kid, we didn’t have the Coliseum Video copy, but we did have this issue of WWF the Magazine and I thumbed through it many, many times. If you’re not sure which WrestleMania it is, it’s the one where the Undertaker chloroformed the Giant Gonzalez, bringing The Streak to 3-0. If that doesn’t ring a bell, well you’re probably cooler than me.
The corner of my room that I glance at when I’m feeling down!
I took surf lessons with my friend James. I imagine most people are their first few times, but I’m not great at surfing. Basically a homeless man’s Johnny Utah since I’d wager I’m pretty awful at bank robbing.
Checking out some possible styles before going out for a haircut. I’m guessing I came back with a bad fade.
