My first sea bass and a bucket full of fugu (all were released).
Ringing the bells before prayers at Sumoto Jinja.
Shakuhachi has joined.
Nam’s koto sensei playing at Benten matsuri on Sumoto Jinja grounds.
Awesome funeral car.
Happiest face I’ve seen all day.
The Big Ho comes clean:
“I can’t touch a woman’s chest and enlarge her breasts just because she’s asked the Lord for bigger titties.”
That doesn’t mean you should stop trying, man.
Meanwhile, get some (well-earned) sleep already.
When you are pulled away from your workstation by the ISO 14001 auditor for an impromptu interview, the correct response to the question, “Do you know your company’s environmental policy?” is NOT: “Uhhhh… I dunno, dude, like, Save the Whales?” In fact, since this is Japan, this reply may not be interpreted as amusing at all.
Pray for me – I’ve been flagged to be interviewed tomorrow morning.
Just like CS:Steam, Half-Life 2 can be supremely entertaining by just shooting random shit and seeing how it reacts in the game’s physics. I’m making myself stop playing for the night, which is easier than it sounds.
The wonders of charcoal filtration as applied to bargain-bin vodka: Practical Applications of the Philosopher?s stone
Now the real question is, can the same principle be applied to screw-top wines? As far as I can tell, Japanese wine exists mainly for the “hopeless loser trying to impress a date” market.
You, jump, watch you clock, while I rock your spot
I’m better known to the world as the King of Rock
I like to speak my piece when I’m on the mic
I’m the best, or at least, I’m the one you like
And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say
I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play
Now how devestating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D,
HIT IT RUN!
Through a miracle of modern science, you were reincarnated as a pioneer of rap, called all your friends together for a showdown with your archrival, but then forgot to invite Biz Markie? Doug E. Fresh couldn’t make it? And Rahzel called you wack?
Here at the School, we like to keep tabs on notable places of worship that spring up around the web. These people are carrying the faith to new heights: RICE IS LIFE
– Almost 3,000 million people share the culture, traditions, and untapped potentials of rice.
Three thousand million sure sounds like an awful lot… I think they forgot to carry the decimal when converting from yen or something.
– Even in nations “new to rice”, its cultivation has changed landscapes…
This is probably a reference to the proliferation of lowered Toyota Camrys in nations that know no better (as opposed to those who do know better but lower them anyways).
– Along the Senegal River in West Africa, villagers greet guests with specially prepared rice dishes.
In professional forums, we refer to those dishes as “chrome hubcaps.”
– In short, rice is life.
Microsoft’s best cheap shot at Google, utilizing their new (Improved! Economy-sized! 20% more inside, free!) search engine, is unsurprisingly lame:
more evil than satan
I see msn search is integrating reference answers with Web-page results. Gee, looks vaguely familiar, doesn’t it?
In other news, Hotmail (who graciously decided to disable my account and erase my message archives spanning over five years for no good reason) has upped the usage limit to 250MB (someone must have realized that the previous single digit limit was – how do you say – oh, that’s right, a fucking joke). Oh, well, without the comfort of the Gates mothership, I guess I’ll just stumble along blindly with this “GMail” thingy then… Wait. What’s that? They enabled free POP access you say?
Maybe I’ll be OK after all. Whew.
Freedom is finishing a three day business meeting.
The next stop after Rue de Nug.
A late night ode to flavorless deep fried nuggets and the idiot savants that thought of marketing them.
The nicest thing I saw today.