Japan: Lawyers Wanted. Really.
So what do you call 10,000 lawyers chained together at the bottom of the Japan Sea?
A good nuka.
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Update: nukamiso
Author: Justin
Exchanging Dollars in Thailand
This is just a short topic I wanted to write down for future reference.
Anything older than the very newest US dollars can be a real pain in the ass to exchange in Thailand.
– I was flat out refused at one major bank and two exchange booths trying to exchange $100 bills.
– One bank had a note written on the window saying that US currency from 1990, 1993, 1996, and 2002 of any denomination, could not be accepted. (I suppose we have Kim “supernote” Jong Il to thank for that.)
– To determine if a note is real or counterfeit, the following procedure is used by the cashier:
1. Hold the bill up to ceiling light and squint at it for a while.
2. Straighten out the bill against the edge of the counter; reversely, if bill is new, crumple it up a bit and mumble something about it being “too old” or “too new.”
3. Call over the next cashier and let them squint at it against the ceiling light for a while.
4. Pass it under a UV lamp (presumably in case “COUNTERFEIT” has been stamped across it with lemon juice).
5. Call over the manager. He will take the bill and executively squint at it against the ceiling light for a while.
6. Test it with a counterfeit detecting pen.
7. Collectively squint at the bill against the ceiling light with every staff member in the bank, up to and including the branch president, and his pet poodle. Pretend you all know little details to look for like the booger in Andrew Jackson’s nose, etc., and have a little powwow about it.
8. Once you have cleared the first bill, start from step one to check any additional ones.
Site Factoid
Although I have no idea why you would want to do such a thing, for the next couple of months (until the registration expires), you can reach C. Buddha’s Hasty Musings through the alternate domain:
http://lepetit.us
So end my aspirations of putting up a French midget foot fetish blog there.
The Art of the Lightsaber
The Star Wars fan movie I posted the other day got some positive feedback, so here’s another pretty good one:
Earth is Boooooring
Google Mars, biotches.
Tsukuruing?
One interesting phenomenon is the Japanese tendency to add “-ing” to the end of every verb when speaking English. I guess this is just an extension of that in written form, but I’ll be damned if I know how to pronounce it.
New Awaji Ferris
I was shocked to see they are building a new ferris wheel at the Awaji parking area close to the big bridge. That’s just what this island needs! A new ferris wheel (there’s already one at Onokoro amusement park). That’s it, fuckers – take my tax money and RUN!
Skinny Fugu
The skinniest fugu in the world, seen in the fish tank of a Chinese restaurant in Tenri.
Handai Locker
Cleaning out Nam’s locker at Osaka U. 7 years of notes and papers!
Behold: The NATTOBURGER!
Definitions
Natto: Traditional samurai food, made of fermented soybeans. Known for preventing heart attacks and strokes, as well as food poisoning and intestinal disorders.
Hamburger: Traditional cowboy food, made of buns, lettuce (or sometimes in Japan, shredded cabbage), tomatoes, onions, pickles, and ground meat patty. Known for causing heart attacks and strokes, as well as food poisoning and intestinal disorders.
Nattoburger: A hamburger topped with natto; a perfect blend of east and west, yin and yang, dogs and cats sleeping together!
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History of the Nattoburger
On March 19, 2006, Justin A. Yoshida was perusing the menu at the JOYFULL family restaurant located on route 169 in Tenri, Japan (just down the street from the highway entrance).
“I want to eat a hamburger,” he thought.
Then seconds later, “and yet, I also want to eat natto.”
At that moment, heaven and earth became as one before his very eyes, and Divine Truth was bestowed upon him:
A star was born! In the months that followed, the Nattoburger became a cult favorite and started popping up on menus of a thousand mom & pop sushi bars, takoyaki stands, and shaved ice vendors. Its popularity grew and grew, until this very day, when you can walk into a McDonalds in Podunk, Idaho, and order your very own fermented soybean-topped McNatto(TM)!
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Additional Images
The inventor of the nattoburger having a feed. “It just came to me one day.”