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Unknown Hard
If WinXP has an aneurism during re-installation and defaults to the Blue Screen of Death, with the dreaded error 000021a and the mysteriously simple descriptor: “Unknown Hard”, slap the monitor and the keyboard around a few times (I’ll give you hard, bitch!) and kick the minitower around until you smell smoke. Alternatively, insert the WinXP install CD again and set the boot order in BIOS to optical drive first, hard drive second, then reboot and try, try again. Bill Gates can be a real asshole sometimes.
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Nepal
In response to questions regarding the beauty of Nepalese women, Taro answered that you never really see Nepalese women in Nepal. They are traditionally kept hidden from view.
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Soapland Diaries
Busy three day weekend. Had to go clear out remaining stuff at my little sister’s apartment in Sakai on Saturday (the stalker incident left her shaken and we didn’t let her be there by herself after that), but there was too much to move with my car in a single trip, so I enlisted Taro and his van to help out. Friday, after work, I rode the hydrofoil to the airport and from there took a couple trains to his house in Horyuji. Inevitably, drinking ensued. Some memorable moments include picking up my new theramin at Taro’s new incense shop, snapping a shot of a girl in a pink yukata…
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Under the Table
Amazing Japan Factoid of the Day: In Japan, you can run your fingers under the bar without getting grossed out because NOBODY STICKS GUM ON THE BOTTOM OF BARS OR TABLES. Hypochondriacs, unite.
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Chopstick Art
See my chopstick art. See what Merin will look like at 40.
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Recharging
I have no idea where the flux capacitors or whatever this refers to were located, but this sign says, “recharging.”
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Taro’s house
Electric pole in front of Taro’s house.
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Go-Go Yubari
Pictured here is a slice of Yubari melon, the most expensive melon in the world, just before consumption. Yum.
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Excelsior
Certainly something I had never seen before. The accordion is an antique Excelsior, which probably costs 15 times more than the yukata the girl is dressed in.
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Cabin food for thought
I read this article this morning and can’t stop thinking about it: Terror in the Skies, Again? If you were the author, would you have gotten up and done something? If there really were air marshals on that flight, what the fuck were they waiting for? Perhaps they didn’t have “probable cause,” i.e., one of the “musicians” to emerge from the lav and ask another if they had more matches, “cuz the fuse is damp with ketchup.” I have this sinking feeling there were no air marshals on that flight, and the crew was simply going by the handbook to placate the passengers. If so, that’s just a horrible mindfuck.…
