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Six Drummers
(video is close to ten minutes long, let it load for a while before playing) I talked to T on the phone today. He said he’s going to a factory for part time work during his spare time these days, and that he’s going to record the sounds of the machines with which to make a song. This video can be kind of an inspiration, I guess. Side note: The horizontal volume slider on the TV really brought back some memories.
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Zato #3
I’ve been delinquent in my Zatoichi viewing. I will finish them all before I leave, however. Katsu Shintaro embodies so much of what is lost in modern Japan. And that is of course what makes these movies so cool.
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Nipponese Vatos
Japanese Lowrider Life It’s true, we even have them out here on my island.
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This repository, my head
I just remembered one of the funniest things I ever heard. About seven years ago I got trapped in a conversation with a roomful of girls, and the topic of the conversation of course turned to the topic it always turns to in a roomful of only girls, that is, feminine hygeine products. Anyway, the funny part: This one Chinese girl admitted that the first time she used tampons, she had no idea how to use them and she ended up shoving in 7 or 8, and then proceeded to go about her normal business for the day. (I’m hoping there’s a Confucian equivalent to Kegels.) That story still makes…
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307 is my magic number
I’m not a Numerologist or anything, hell, I hardly even believe in math. Yet, I become strangely obsessed with numbers and compulsively count things out in my head on occassion. You know, the number of steps I take from point A to point B, or the number of cars I pass on the highway. Stuff like that. Or even simpler things, like tapping my fingers on a desk and counting the beat – performing a repetetive action for the sake of counting. I think I do this when I’m bored, but I’ve been doing it for so long now, it’s become a kind of meditation as well. Another thing I’ve…
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Burn Hollywood, Burn.
It just occurred to me that I can’t remember the last time I’ve been inside a movie theatre. It’s been at least a year, maybe two. Yet I’ve seen every movie that I’ve wanted to, and some of those I saw before they were released in theatres. Of course, I encourage other people to do the same as well – I really wouldn’t care if modern movies, as we know them, simply ceased to exist. They are entertaining, but about as meaningful as picking your nose. So somehow, this is all very satisfying. In the words of Chuck D: Hey yo, fuck Hollywood, man.
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Tsugaru
Attention LA area residents: You need to get tickets to see Yoshida Brothers in concert at the Japan America Theater next month. Because it’s like, impossible to get to tickets to see them in Japan. The Yoshida Brothers kick ass. Of course, they’re just a couple of nimble-fingered biotches compared to me and Adam, but still… They sure can pluck!
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Star Trek Cribs
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Clap your hands say WTF
Yesterday we saw the most interesting car on this island. I applaud the concept: – A brand spankin’ new Lexus SC 430 in jet black – Top lowered to enjoy the fine weather at sunset The execution caused me to laugh so hard, I almost puked: – Driver: mid-to-late 50’s, toupe peeled back halfway off his head – Music: Very loud, very gay J-Pop – Custom rims: Spinners! Observation for the day: Rich people in expensive cars really hate being laughed at by mere pedestrians.
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Fuck the MPAA
Hell, fuck FedEx as well: MPAA training police dogs to sniff out DVDs Tips for sending counterfeit DVDs via FedEx: – Sprinkle coffee grinds in the FedEx Pak/shipping box – Rip to VCD – Stuff them inside teddy bears – Oh yeah, use this new thing called “da internet” instead
