Robb and I were each driving home, after working on a soooooper secret -- and rather toxic -- craft project at my shop. (Given the list of ingredients we brought in, my co-workers were pretty much convinced that Robb and I were cooking up a batch of Crystal Meth for the holidays.)
Since Robb had met me after work, we were driving home in separate cars. About half-way home, there's a big new condo complex and last night they had part of their street blocked off. At first, what caught my eye were the huge beautiful lamps, illuminating the crowd.
And then I noticed the Sumi Wrestlers. Quite a crowd of them. Admittedly, a single Sumo Wrestler makes up a pretty decent crowd, all by himself. I think I counted half a dozen.
Robb, amazingly didn't notice these gentlemen at all. He was mesmerized by what he later described as Geishas on stilts. (How the heck did I miss that spectacle????)
I swear, we weren't noshing on our afore-mentioned craft project!