Author: Justin

The Price of Gas in Japan

This is just a little tidbit and not even really a useful tip in the grand scale of things, but as it stands right now, the cheapest place to fill up your car anywhere in Japan is at a highway gasoline stand. Due to the sharp price rise of gasoline earlier this week, prices are now generally over 140 yen per liter (that’s $4.60 a gallon for regular gasoline! FUCK!). However, due to some provision, the gasoline stations you see at the highway rest stops all over Japan have a cap on the price per liter at 137 yen.
They (read: The MAN) are looking to close this loophole sometime within the next month, so if you happen to pass a gas station on the highway soon, it might make you happy to stop and fill up your tank (It will make me happy, at least. I love sticking it to The Man.)
BONUS TRIVIA
The price of gasoline in Japan can be broken down by the following formula:

  • 30% of the money that you pay for gasoline is the actual cost of the refined dead dino juice
  • 50% goes to taxes
  • 20% is what’s left for the retailer to try and squeeze a profit from (and it’s suspected that at least half goes towards paying for the Minister of Transportation’s fleet of sleek black limousines. It pays to be top dog, baby.)

In addition, that sound you hear at the pump is:

  • Money literally being sucked from your credit card (after all, who carries around that much cash?) at insane speeds, especially if you’re a dumbshit like me and insist on ????? (high octane gasoline)
  • The Man and his band of wild Arab oil magnates sticking a fist right up your ass! That’s why the gas station attendants bow to you when you drive off – you just got FUCKED, kid!

Mozzie Nerve Pinch

Got stung by a rogue mosquito in the back of the head last night and now my neck is all sore from its virulent nerve toxin-saliva or whatever. Told my fellow office drone about it and he said, “don’t worry it’s probably just encephalitis – haha!”
Haha! Very funny, motherfucker.
When you were away from your desk and your client called, I told him you got fired for being a crack whore.

Whitman

“We’re all capable of terrible acts, and we’re all capable of greatness. It’s a question of which angels we’re listening to, I suppose.”

On August 1, 1966, CHARLES WHITMAN climbed to the top of the University of Texas Tower and started firing—and the rest, literally, is history. Here’s what happened on that fateful day, in the words of more than three dozen people who got shot, fired back, lost loved ones, saved lives by risking their own, and otherwise witnessed the nation’s first mass murder in a public place.

Go read the whole article: 96 minutes
(via mefi)