After checking in to the hotel (which was only 4 blocks from the venue! - thanx Yahoo Yellow Pages!), we trucked over to the lot to check out the scene. I was starving, so we went around to check out the offerings. My wife, Zan, is a vegetarian, so our choices were Thai peanut "burritos" or some veggie pasta. We went for the Thai.

Zan is a bit of a health freak, and said to me after our meal, "Wow! That was almost worth the Hepititus C risk!" ;)

The show was getting ready to start and the security was shutting everyone down. A few minutes later, a tour-hardened Phan walks by holding a cutting board with what appears to be sushi on top, with a large knife in an open holster at his side. "Free sushi, Free sushi!" he kept yelling, not getting any takers. (It had been in the upper 80's all day, and the fish was getting runny).

I offered him $5 to throw it away, but he didn't want to "waste" it. I was worried someone might end up puking their guts out during the show, not for the usual reasons. ;)

To this day, all one of us has to say is "Free sushi" to cause the other to burst out laughing.

Peace, 

Milo