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?

I am not the only person who has scraped his asshole raw with the sandpaper commonly dispensed in public toilets in Japan. This is fact. However, I may be the only one blogging about it today, which makes me special. The entire point of this post is to point out that the Japanese should emulate the Brits with regard to this matter. Also, is “hemorrhoids/haemorrhoids” like “color/colour?” That is all.

Yesterday was setsubun, the traditional Japanese new year, and we celebrated accordingly. I got home from a long day at work, the GF touched my arm and said “you’re it!,” then we played “oni ha soto” tag for a couple minutes. Then, I fell asleep on the sofa. (happy. new year.) P.S. Shouldn’t we get the day off or something? Doesn’t tradition mean anything to these heathens?

If you are a techno gadget freak, this is not news to you but I’m posting this for all other forms of life in Japan: BUY AN LCD MONITOR RIGHT NOW! I bought two last week because everyone is predicting the prices will rise again soon… I bought a new high performance 17″ Mitsu for 1/2 the sticker price (at an online store I use often – PC Success), and it’s kicking ass for all the games I play. I also got a 17″ Iiyama for Nam, who spends many hours every day working on her doctoral thesis – this should help prevent eye strain. Our old CRT’s are out…

Many Japanese remember Pearl Harbor differently: Pearl Harbor Part 1 Pearl Harbor Part 2 Then again, I remember a walk in the park back in high school. December 7th. Fountain Valley, CA. An old white guy approached me and said I should be “ashamed to walk outside today.” To be truthful, I had no idea what he was talking about until he started talking about “sneaky Japs,” and got in my face about “what my country did.” Then I remembered what day it was. I remember wanting to smack him down for a brief second, but turned away in disgust. That’s how December 7 got burned in my memory for…

Asking why Crown Princess Masako had a nervous breakdown is like asking why they kept Emperor Showa on life support for so goddamn long. Subjugated people in general, but especially the Japanese, demand their leaders show a little frailty. Otherwise they’d never be on fucking TV.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! No wonder Jaws had such gnarly anger management issues. Volunteer line for the ASPCF starts here. Update: “…and there he saw a mock. It wasn’t a MOCK! It was a MOCK LOBSTER!”

My surfing is limited to one page today: http://news.yahoo.com/elections refresh, refresh, refresh Regular blogging here will resume when people (including myself) start to give a rat’s ass again and can turn on the TV without compulsively flicking to CNN every 30 seconds.