There is a little ninja growing inside me. He likes to execute super secret ninja attacks in rapid succession. Either that or those McDonald’s chicken selects gave me serious gas.

Tonight we leave for jersey. Yay for the state that smells like someone’s lower intestine! Hopefully traffic won’t be too bad. Fortunately for me I don’t have to drive — I have an Alfred.

I am also hoping that the Asian community decides they want to stay at home on Saturday so that we can have a decent shopping experience at Mitsuwa. Baby needs a name and we need a book to get that process started. If we don’t get a book we’ll probably have to resort to the only Japanese names we know like Mitsubishi or Sapporo. Or Kanedaaaaa. Or Usagi Yojimbo. How kickass would that be? Oh yeah.