On Sunday, Lem surprised me with dinner at one of my favourite restaurant's downtown - Yoshoku-Ya. It's one of those asian fusion restaurants - French food cooked Japanese style. I know. Kind of hard to imagine, huh?

We set off to go to the salsa event over at the rowing club to meet up with some friends. There was no parking, unless we wanted to walk a mile to do some dancing. And it was pouring rain. If you've ever been in Vancouver when it's raining, you know that you don't get that fuzzy feeling like Gene Kelly singing in the rain. You just turn into a slab of ice if you dont walk fast. So cold.

We ended up at Saigon instead. They took pity at our sad, wet state and found us a table in the back. We wanted to sing karaoke but we were not called up at all. The DJ was really nice though and played some really good salsa tunes. Sort of a consolation price......

Vinnie is now back from China. The ballroom dancers were out in full force. And I was even able to convince Lem to do the cha-cha-cha.

Corinna and Claudette, if you guys are reading this - I bumped into Wayne! Of all places. Remember all those times we asked him to come out to Saigon but kept on saying it wasn't his scene? Well, it turns out that he's been converted over because he's been back to the motherland with his mom a couple of times. Or maybe old age. Just like me.

Lilia, guess who else was there..... Roberto. Your pilot friend. Did we finally figured out if he was a real pilot, or he just said that to impress the girls? All the crazy things we got into when were were single.

Birthday alert - Claudette's birthday is this Thursday night at 7PM and I need to know who wants to go. It's going to be at a Japanese restaurant and maybe dancing afterwards. Dave and Wayne are coming with me. Drop me a comment if I should add your name to the reservation list!