Category: School of Rice (archives)

Spotted in front of a Lawson’s convenience store. For such a small car, it made a pretty big racket with the turbo hissing. The middle-aged dude driving the car took off with a just-bought beer in hand. You could tell that he was doing what he loved to do.

This car doesn’t look too bad, actually. You can tell that this guy spent a lot of money, resulting in a car that isn’t strikingly different from the stock version, though.

Doesn’t it look like something out of a kindergarten toy box?

Personally, if I were promoting a racing team I wouldn’t use the name “Samurai” (the guys just don’t fit the part), and I wouldn’t drive around in a minivan with portraits of a bunch of pretty boys smeared on the windows and panels.
I have to mention something that I have found very ironic. In Asian American Studies classes, the professor always lectures about the feminization of Asians in Hollywood, and I agreed completely with them. It’s complete bullshit that Asians haven’t gotten many roles where they have balls or where women find them attractive.
But over here, as well as other Asian countries from what I have read, the younger generation plucks their eyebrows, dye their hair whimpy colors and get haircuts that should have stayed in the 80’s, wear berets and hair clips, and sometimes even use cosmetics. It’s not subtly effeminate, it’s straight up flamin’.
And no, I don’t think that all men can pull off a pink shirt (or most for that matter). It’s OK to wear, but it should also be fair game for those around to poke fun.
I wonder if the effeminate proto-Asian character appeals to the testosterone-challenged generation over here.

Oh my, does that ass look fat!

If you drive a car like this, you should really be sporting a mullet to complete the look.

Ugh. This van is just plain cruisin’ for a bruisin’.

as Dave Barry would say.

This mom and pop market is a few steps away from my apartment in Juso. Surprisingly, there are no snack bars, porn theatres, soapland related businesses, or negiyaki restaraunts nearby!
The price signs are all drawn in marker on standard A4 paper, and they sell really cheap produce that looks like it was grown in someone’s back yard.
A Lawson convenience store and the Rice Grocery are equidistant from my apartment, but in the end, the Takahashi Rice Market will end up with the larger share of my money because it’s ghetto in a cool sort of way. It’s like a store you might encounter in Gardena or Torrance, back in California.

There was a lot of rice in Thailand. Unfortunately, I was not in the mood for taking pictures of it, so I leave you with this little morsel instead.