A few days ago my oldest turned 18. That fact amazes me no end and I probably shouldn’t think about it too much. Anyway, it was a great day. We went to the Kinokuniya Book Store in Little Tokyo, had some spicy noodles for lunch, went home with our purchases (he got some special drawing pencils and I got a mini-water brush — kind of funny to go to a book store and come back with art supplies, but hey), then had some sushi at the restaurant down the street. Very fun, sort of inadvertently Japanese-themed day.