At Nazo no Paradaisu (Paradise of Mysteries) attraction on my island, Awajishima. My main blog will feature a photo essay on the strange exhibits we found there.
I think the sky came out quite nicely in this photo. It’s funny to me how small pictures can show so much detail.
On stairs leading up to the plateau from which I took the pic above, at Nijo-Jo in Kyoto.
One of the more interesting stories concerning the Hanshin Tigers victory this year (so far they have won the Central League chamionships and will play for the Japan Series title later this month) is one I overheard at work. Apparently, this story was seen on TV, reported by TV star Sonomama Higashi, and regards the victory jumps into the Dotombori river by rabid Hanshin fans in Osaka when they won the Central League title.
As you may already know, there was one fatality among the jumpers, a guy who was pushed into the river and died of shock/drowning. There were several injuries as well, not the least common of which can be attributed to the fact that the Dotombori River is notoriously polluted and the water is very probably harmful if swallowed. The river has been polluted by upstream manufacturing for centuries, and is a sluggish, murky cesspool even during the brightest hours of the day.
For some reason, it has always attracted idiots who jump into it to celebrate something, or more commonly, to reaffirm manhood. In a very typical digression I must mention here that I had a classmate at university named Asada (as in Carne) whose hobby it was to strip down butt-nekkid, wrestle with bystanders and the police who oversee the bridge in question (Ebisu-bashi AKA Nampa-bashi due to the pick-up artists who hang out there), then jump into the river to “escape”. He was arrested multiple times for this stunt, and had friends videotape these escapades. I remember seeing one of these tapes; maybe Dave still has a copy…
Unless you read Japanese, you may not be aware that there was plan launched by the fan of a rival team to harm Hanshin fans, in anticipation of the Hanshin win and the celebratory river-jumping. Apparently, he released some piranhas and a small alligator into the the river, near the bridge the night before. The punchline is that the piranhas quickly perished and floated up to the surface, and the alligator immediately swam to the other bank and escaped. And the next day, hundreds of Hanshin fans willingly dunked themselves in the same water.
When people say Hanshin fans are crazy, this may be the kind of thing they are talking about.
P.S. My first year in Japan I also wanted to jump into the river because I never saw anybody doing it and it was a hot summer day. My friend said if I touched that water, he wouldn’t let me ride in the car, so I refrained. Heh.
Well, my Yapeus account is toast it seems. The admin hosed everybody’s moblog data, although they have a backup from September. I’m very glad I decided to consolidate all my bloggage with MT.
Regarding this site, I’m still having trouble with the design, mainly because I can’t spare a full day or two to tweak the way I like to – straight through in a single session, that is.
On another note, today my manager pissed me off so bad I fantasized about… with a… but instead of giving into my anger like a baaad padawan I thought about my happy place and sang the Happy Tree Friends song in my head and then silently dissented by going home early.
But I’m much better now.
18-inch 5-stars on a jet black, pimp-ass AMG. Shit, this company must be owned by Suge Knight.
An actual raincoat for dogs, seen at Jusco in Tenri. I guess this would come in handy if you’ve shaved your pooch in preparation for eating or whatever.
This is an evil flavor of tea provided for us for free at work. On the syrup box shown here it says that it is a combination of two common types of Japanese tea, which leads me to believe that instead of washing out the pipes at the production facility in between runs of different products, they simply flush them out and sell the resulting slurry as a new product. Kind of like making a suicide Big Gulp, I guess.
This is one of the more interesting views of the factory where I work. Depressing, that.
These are decent as Japanese chocolate bars go, but my absolute favorite was a product called Woody, “Made with Corn”.