For those who have forgotten, this mailing list list is and has always been the Sushi Cabal. We are the Bay Area incarnation of a semi-mythical group that gets together over sushi and, if we actually existed, would decide the fate of the Internet.

In other words, we're here to eat sushi and kick ass.

Sure, these days the Internet looks like it was planned at Taco Bell. It's arguable that we're all out of ass. But that's no reason to just give up! We're not the pasteurized process shit food cabal, we're the SUSHI CABAL! The not-sushi cabal is way over there on the right, sandwiched between the Menudo fan club and the First Amalgamated e-Church of MyWhining iHosebags.

The recent tenor of this list, even while choosing restaraunts, has been less palatable than Nestle's Strawberry Quik made with week-old bongwater. It has been a depressing reminder of all that is wrong with this world. It needs to stop.

So like, roll that in your futomaki and dip it.

Thank you, I be here all the week.