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Pearl Harbor Part 2
Apparently this IS a forbidden subject since I got a dozen e-mails and exactly 0 comments on the post itself. Latitudes and Nichi Nichi linked to the post (thanks guys!) and the comments there were similar to some of the mail I received, and very insightful – they made me realize that I didn’t explain my motive behind posting as well as I could have. Also, I guess that I didn’t clearly distinguish between a reason behind the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor and a justification of it (and to reader Warrin’ G: I dig your handle, but am still unconviced of the government’s intentional role in delaying the receipt…
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Pearl Harbor
I swear to God this came up in conversation again today and I realized I probably never wrote about it here, so: I’m not sure what the hell kids are being taught in school today, but it seems to me that the average Japanese person in their 20’s or above is of the opinion that the Japanese were forced to attack the US during WWII. Specifically, that the attack on Pearl Harbor was (perhaps) a ratbastardshitty thing to do, but the Americans forced their hand by cutting off the flow of oil. The first time I heard this was from a close friend at my university, and I remember my…
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Obligatory Japanese News Link of the Day
If you’re a Japanews Bloghound, you’ve doubtlessly seen this article linked to no less than five times today: More Japanese men prefer sitting whizzes I just want to know one thing: If you think so many Japanese men are sitting on Western-style toilets to take a leak, WHY DO I SEE SO MANY OF THEM PISSING ON THE STREET FOR JUST ABOUT EVERYONE TO SEE? Then again, maybe I’m just seeing imaginary, urinating ojisans.
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Hospitales
Ouch. This person obviously chose the wrong career – I’m thinking Corrections Officer would have been more appropriate. My second year in Japan, I got in a fairly serious accident while riding to work on my motor scooter. A small car ran a stop sign right in front of me. I crashed into its side and flew over the hood into a drained rice field, gasping for breath as the wind had been knocked out of me. I passed out and woke up during the ambulance ride to Tenri Hospital. All in all, I felt relatively uninjured. They looked me over in the ER, checked especially for head trauma, and…
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All In Your Mind
Even if you aren’t usually prone to motion sickness, don’t check out this link just after eating: Akiyoshi’s illusion pages Oh, man, I almost lost the tori negi-sauce don I had for lunch.
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Doo doo doo doodoodoodoo
That goddamn line from “Under Pressure” is running around in my head again. An omen, perhaps.
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Black Beauty RX7
Someone should just sit down and figure out the exact equation detailing the relationship of [number of times dropped on head as child] to [height of rear spoiler on car]. By the way, people with cars this expensive should not be spotted in the parking lots of recycle shops… A more affordable solution for cash-strapped Fast and Fuuurious wannabes is a haxx0red copy of Gran Turismo, aight?
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The voice in my head just said, “Run away!”
A month or so back, my brother and I found a spot from which to escape from people. Most everybody, that is. It’s a dam up in the mountains just a few miles off a major road, but apparently not very well known. We went there both Saturday and Sunday for a few hours of fishing and just to get away from it all. Saturday I caught a reallyreally small largemouth which attacked a lure not much smaller than itself – and that was it as far as our catch for the weekend – but it was enough. Being out on decently sized lakes with no one else in sight…
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Evil Monkey Disciples for Truth
The banana display at my local gourmet supermarket, Liberal.
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Wendy’s
Out of all of the American fast food franchises in Japan, I prefer to go to Wendy’s because it is relatively cheap, and their burgers are more palatable than the other option (McDonalds). I rely on the 150 yen menu, Japan’s version of the 99 cent meal, . Using components from this menu, you can make some pretty badass combos: Frosty Fries: I can not take credit for this, as it sprung as a collective idea between me, my brother, and my sisters while cramped in the back of our Dodge Ram Prospecter, most likely headed to or from a vacation to Mammoth. Although counter-intuitive, the best way to enjoy…
