Here, fishy fishy fishy.

A while ago I complained about San Francisco's lack of world-class sushi, at least in my experience. One of the food blogs I read recommended Sebo (Hayes and Octavia). It's somewhat expensive, but as the blog says

Buying cheap sushi is like taking some sick pleasure in wearing cubic zirconium stud earrings.

The wife and I had decent sushi recently, so we won't be taking the time and money for this one soon; but I'll put it on the list of places to try. Maybe around bonus time in February.

Pepper Thieves

A few months back, the PHB's pepper grinder (which he kept on his desk for lunchtime use) vanished. He bitched about it incessantly for weeks, which was hilarious. Dude, it's a cheap pepper grinder. The janitors probably tossed it by mistake.

Still, when I brought one in (a cheap plastic one) I kept it in my office cabinet. Just in case.

Today I had a salad for lunch. I wanted pepper.
...and my grinder is missing.

Boy's First Quake

We just had a 3.7 quake outside Oakland, according to the USGS. I didn't feel it, although the wife did. Galen was freaked out and skittered, looking around anxiously. He didn't calm down until we gave him some crunchy treats and pet him a bit.