I got to put sizing or Kilz or whatever-you-call-that-white-stuff on the new shed over at Casa Lunchbox this weekend, AND I got to go to the county dump! There's just something about hurling big chunks of wood down into a dumpster, especially when you can shatter a glass truck window in the process. After some strange encounters on the road - like being asked by some woman glued to her cell phone as she cut me off at the off-ramp, "Is there a dent in the side of my van?" - Lunchbox, Gamera and I did sushi (well, Lunchbox and I indulged in the raw fishy treats, while Gamera had something equally tasty but not so fishy). I had a near-spiritual sensation in my brain induced by wasabi. And then we went to see Pirates of the Caribbean. Johnny Depp (will he ever go by John, do you suppose?) does a great Keith Richards impersonation! Oh, and a visit to a vintage clothing shop in Ybor City convinced me that I nead a tuxedo coat, the kind with tails. Just because.