So my brother and I are waiting for my mother to arrive.
So we have some time to kill.
Knowing my weakness for shopping, my brother took me to Frank & Sons collectibles show. Which is a sports collectible, movie buff, comic, video game, and anime dealer’s room that happens every weekend.
That was awesome, but warm. Apparently I am visiting during some sort of heat based event.
Now I am in the Honey Badger café, where they don’t care.
It is kind of nice. The place is full, and there was just something about the place that I found odd. Then I realized what it was and I had to laugh.
I wasn’t the only Asian person in the restaurant. In fact they (we?) Were the majority.
On the other hand, I’m the only one in here not wearing flip flops and a UCLA tank top.