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MAD?
Not like this guy. Whoa… That’s even more impressive than the parking cone collection I had in my college dorm room! I have a feeling that guy would feel at home in Akiba, for some reason. Useless factoid o’ the day: I went to middle school with the daughter of Sergio Aragones. Groo!
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On Incompetence
Thou art a vile pimple on the arse of humanity, yet it pains to smite thee thusly… Were it not for the heinous afflictions suffered unto thine colleagues, thou might err justly on the side of righteousness and bear forgivance! But… Two separate incidents marked with the same gross display of incompetence in the space of a fortnight? Woe! Woe, I say! A pox upon thee! …
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Saving Ryan’s Privates
Back to work after a 3-day weekend (can’t be bothered to remember what Stupid Japanese Holiday it was). Mondays suck but I won’t bore you with the obvious. Much to my surprise I found a possible contender for Most Disturbing Headline Ever – go take a look for yourself: LINK
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Yoda Revisited
Looking through some photos I took last year brought back memories of the one-eyed kitten we rescued and eventually named Yoda. His was a happy ending. My sister took him as carry-on when she went back home to the states last summer. He now lives at my family’s house and apparently weighs more than our Shih Tzu. I have missed having pets here in Japan.
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72 Virgin Goats
It occurs to me that on a scale of Loserdom, a white supremacist with a mother named Maria Del Prado is second only to these suicide bombers you occasionally see on the news whose vests go off prematurely, killing only themselves. One can only hope these losers spend eternity comparing notes on their failed lives and getting eaten by 72 virgin goats in an oasis of poison oak and concertina wire. Damn, what was in my coffee today?
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Disposable Heroes
How can it be so easy to spot shortcomings in other people while being completely blind to one’s own? For instance, I remember how badly other people’s hypocrisy used to bug me, but I became so used to it, it never fazes me much anymore – to the point where I can justify my own if its pointed out, say, during an argument. I think people build up a resistance to a lot of the bullshit they are confronted with, but only at the expense of their own values. Is this why you sometimes meet old friends only to find that you like the memory of them much better than…
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Panzerfaucito
Too many beans in Chez Whitey’s burrito? UPDATE: Read the article in the extended entry.
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Sports Nuts
This is your brain on rugby: OUCH.
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…and the law got body-checked
So I got the call from the bank yesterday and they changed their minds about having me inside the bank, I guess. They offered to meet me on my lunch break in the union office next to our company cafeteria today. They told me to bring ID and my hanko (personal seal) to sign off on a receipt, to which I said, “no.” The guy replied I could sign my name instead of using a hanko (as if that was the problem), and I basically made up my mind to not sign a goddamn thing before going into the meeting today. I mean, I did nothing wrong, so why should…
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Top Historical Uses of the ‘F’ Word
1. “Scattered f***ing showers, my ass!” – Noah, 4314 BC 2. “How the f*** did you work that out?” – Pythagoras, 126 BC 3. “You want WHAT on the f***ing ceiling?” – Michelangelo, 1566 4. “Where did all those f***ing Indians come from?” – Custer, 1877 5. “What the f*** do you mean, ‘we’re sinking?'” – Capt. E.J. Smith of RMS Titanic, 1912 6. “It does SO f***ing look like her!” – Picasso, 1926 7. “Where the f*** are we?” – Amelia Earhart, 1937 8. “Any f***ing idiot could understand that.” – Einstein, 1938 9. “What the f*** was that?” – Mayor Of Hiroshima – 1945 10. “I need this…
