They ain't heavy, they're my brothers.

My Kuyas are here in the country and we had a couple of days to ourselves. We had lunch at Omakase over at ATC.

We had so much maki. I've been maki-fied out of my brain. I think I've reached my Maki quota for the year.

It kinda feels like we got out hands on a Delorean and took the younger versions of themselves with us.

We went bowling where I sucked at it big time. (We're on the board, that's all that matters....)

And because we're such big kids, we pretty much spent the day in the arcade. We played basket ball, some idiotic throwing game, guitar freaks and air hockey. It felt like high school but it was great. It was like going back in time.

Not the prettiest photo for me but I don't care. Kuya D is going back to the US tomorrow and I'm hoping I'll see him again this year - whether he comes back on November or me going there this year.

Next time, we'll go crazy and hit the clubs (and get chicks for you Kuya D!)