I went out last night looking for ... something. I didn't know what, exactly. An adventure. Something different. Something weird, like “Blade Runner”-meets-“Indochine.” Suzy Stump wanted to get drunk and sing Supertramp songs at Puget Sound Pizza.  But not me. I wanted to sit in a sushi bar and have a leggy blonde invite me across town for an underground game of high-stakes paigow poker with a one-eyed little person dealer and soft-footed geishas bringing round after round of sake drinks to calm my nerves. I wondered how much of my losses I could expense to the company's tab.

Unfortunately, this didn’t happen as I sipped my Hynotiq Geisha out of a martini glass at my favorite pre-party hang â€" Twokoi Japanese Restaurant.

While these particular thrills may be available in Tacoma, they're tough to find when you're out looking for them blindly on a Friday night. So instead, I nestled up to a few sushi rolls and plotted my downtown Tacoma adventure via this fine rag while knocking back glass after glass of this concoction of Momokawa Silver sake, pineapple juice, a splash of sweet and sour and, of course, the French invention Hpnotiq.  Just Dirt at the Swiss never sounded so good.

Afrodisiacs are at the Swiss tonight. I’m going out with my girl Hyntotiq Geisha again. â€" Brad Allen

[Twokoi Japanese Cuisine, 1552 Jefferson Ave., downtown Tacoma, 253.274.8999]