Author: j@keitai

Our friend Frans is a famous university professor in Germany. He has a nice website with respectable looking photos of himself on it. I want the public to know the truth about Frans. Nudie pics with livestock soon to follow.

It was one of those “Oh yeah, I’m in a foreign country!” realizations when I came upon a tray of freshly-beheaded yummies of the family Mollusca in a dingy neighborhood supermarket. This store is far enough from Jusco to avoid being consumed this year, and stocks enough weird shit, like beheaded octopuses, to perhaps attract hardcore Japanese gourmands for many years to come. I can only quote X-clan:
“Yuck. Brother J says YUCK.”

The backing of a sheet of my favorite Japanese sandpaper. If only I were kidding…

Please enjoy this simple post like it was written by a real, live human being.

This is a shout out to that commie propagandist over at the Politburo Diktat, who seems intent on impaling himself on a whole series of bandwidth spikes! I found a link to my main blog in his blogroll the other day. Thanks, comrade!
Oh, I took this crappy photo at another commie friend’s house when I was wasted – it was an invitation to a performance in Osaka, I think. The Ex-Red Army choir. Heh.

Taro’s aunt Tatan got all hipster and bought a bubblecar. Cute. But Strange.

In Taro’s genkan. I think this is the shipping box for a Meinl djembe or other African drum. Not really African since they’re made in Thailand, but in this great age of ameliorization, why be picky?

Taken, of course, at Taro’s house. I wouldn’t keep this dreck in my collection. I mean, I bought the Bee Gees and Air Supply separately, thank you!
Coincidence of coincidences, this movie was on the tube last night and I was determined to watch as much of is as possible… JT is soooo lucky he did Pulp Fiction because at least Gen Y kids won’t associate him with the CRINGIEST MOVIE EVER MADE.

This is Taro’s wife’s cat. Miki is the meanest fucking cat in the world, besides the three-legged one with rotting skin that I saw pounce on a rat in Osaka a few years ago. It is so fucking mean, I saw it hiss at its own shadow once. One time it wouldn’t get out of the bathroom when I slept over at their house, and I came this close to pissing on its head out of spite. This is seriously one of the most fun cats to kick because whether you like cats or not, it will hiss and claw and generally make you feel like kicking it more and more as time goes on. Every time I see it I want to buy a big Rottweiler. And I generally hate killkillkill dogs. I like the intellectual ones that will look around and make sure nobody is looking before licking balls.

The cheapest cure for hangovers in Spain. 500 yen bottle on sale at Yamada-ya in Nara.