T just brought my bro, Adam, out from Nara to help him move his stuff to Juso, a part of Osaka famous for negi-yaki and whores. I guess the obvious question is, which one will leave a more bitter taste in his mouth? Good luck, dude.
Author: Justin
Spreading the Word
Last month, a Japanese woman was able to find her missing daughter through a Livedoor blog just ten days after starting it: LINK
Never Say Die
It would be pretty fun to check this out with my brother and sisters: Goonies 20th Anniversary Celebration
Combined, we must have watched that movie at least fifty times. Plus, I think the little stereotyped Asian kid inspired me to become a gadget freak.
In the Inbox (April 21, 2005)
“We all know the Pope was elected in utmost secrecy; the rooms they held the conclave were swept for bugs, special filtering was setup for radio waves and cell phones, etc… . But you want to know the real reason for all the secrecy and privacy? They’re in there with a bunch of little boys and they didn’t want to get caught…”
All you sick bastards make me so proud…
Living La Vida Vader
Just out of curiosity, what side of the force have you chosen?
The meme of the day is sithblogging:
The Darth Side: Memoirs of a Monster
Iris Chang
Although I remember the headlines when her suicide was announced, I didn’t really know much about her life until I read this article:
Historian Iris Chang won many battles
The war she lost raged within
Truly sad… It’s hard to imagine how easy it is to succumb to the darkness until you’re surrounded by it.
NES – A Cappella
For anybody who played the original Nintendo Entertainment System: Redefined
Of course, if that gets you all teary-eyed and nostalgic (nerd!), here is the place to go for video game music: Video Game Music Archive
What you see is what you get
Via English Cut, a blog written by a Savile Row tailor, comes the origin of the phrase, “no strings attached.”
So much anger…
On behalf of my host country, I would like to extend an official apology to another nearby country:
SORRY! OUR BAD!
Now shut the fuck up and revise your own history books, you fucking commies! (and learn to throw rocks/eggs/bottles in a slightly more manly fashion while you’re at it!)
Between this Japan/China shit and the whole papal buttgasm, there’s hardly a slot for good old-fashioned car chases and Amber alerts on CNN, dammit!
Impoltant!
Recently, dealing with changes due to the new fiscal year have taken up my time at work, and today was no exception. Into my Inbox flies a matter of great concern to the corporate higher-ups: They say we have been bad monkeys, and our poor “upbringing” and “manners” are marring the company’s precious image as of late. Severe breaches in company protocol have been observed, thus they are compelled to remind us of the following:
– Morning exercises are mandatory.
– Break time is finished when the bell chimes.
– Drink vending machines may only be used during break time.
– Eating and drinking are only allowed in break rooms, during break time.
– Drink bottles and cups cannot be placed on desks.
– Talking in the hallways is prohibited (especially idle chatter).
– Walking with your hands in your pockets is prohibited.
I must admit, I am a serious violator on every count. A rebel, have you. At least they didn’t say I had to take my crack pipe off my desk… Ha!