Welcome to
Japan, a place where politeness is so important that even the dog crap
salutes you.
Although no one is happy about it.
It's been pretty overcast here for the last few weeks.
And cold. The birds have frozen to the railings.
But it'll be Spring soon. And with it comes...
No, it's not Regis Philbin's birthday.
In Japan, Valentine's Day is a day where women give men chocolate and stuff.
Let me repeat that. In Japan on Valentine's day, women give men chocolate and stuff.
Before all the lazy guys pack up and move over here, White Day is the payback. Men repay the favor. Now, so far as I can tell, the Valentine's/White thing isn't just a sweetheart thing (all the women in the office brought stuff for all the guys, presumably in addition to their boyfriends.) The guys are not let off the hook...in fact, it's a bit trickier. If a woman got you chocolate for Valentine's, but you forget her on White Day...
Think of it this way. Imagine what would happen with your girlfriend/wife if you forgot Valentine's Day. Now imagine what would happen if she had already gotten you something a few days before, and you still forgot. Now, imagine multiplying this by several women, even the ones you're not dating.
A nervous time, to be sure. I have my list. If there's no update next time, you'll know what happened.
--
"No, really. It's supposed to go around my NECK."
Well, I suppose this is as good a name for tampons as any.
No wonder all the babies are happy.
"I've tracked you for many years, across many miles. Now, flowers, prepare to die."
You really CAN buy everything here.
You can even save your urine, and water your plants with it.
Yes. Let's nature.
"BRUUUUP. That's Mexican. I had Mexican for lunch. See?"
What, pray tell, is happening here?
"YEAH! That's a good one, Grandpa! Now look at the bubbles I can make after I eat strained carrots!"
None of this fright by proxy. No way!
"No, really, trust me. I make a lousy kite."
I'm a creap. I'm a weirdo.
There are some weird supervillans here. If you don't eat your breakfast, Croissant Lady will get you.
But her arch rival, Pompman, will save the day. Pumpously.
"Traditionally, you're supposed to pull my FINGER, but I think this makes more sense."
Home of multi colored, obscene donuts.
If you view pornography on your computer, the vengeful leopard skin baby in the sky will make your computer hate you.
Even if you do love T&A.
Instead, why not catch a video at the local record store?
OK, that's all for this time. I'm off to get some dinner.
As always, you can email me here.
Although no one is happy about it.
It's been pretty overcast here for the last few weeks.
And cold. The birds have frozen to the railings.
But it'll be Spring soon. And with it comes...
No, it's not Regis Philbin's birthday.
In Japan, Valentine's Day is a day where women give men chocolate and stuff.
Let me repeat that. In Japan on Valentine's day, women give men chocolate and stuff.
Before all the lazy guys pack up and move over here, White Day is the payback. Men repay the favor. Now, so far as I can tell, the Valentine's/White thing isn't just a sweetheart thing (all the women in the office brought stuff for all the guys, presumably in addition to their boyfriends.) The guys are not let off the hook...in fact, it's a bit trickier. If a woman got you chocolate for Valentine's, but you forget her on White Day...
Think of it this way. Imagine what would happen with your girlfriend/wife if you forgot Valentine's Day. Now imagine what would happen if she had already gotten you something a few days before, and you still forgot. Now, imagine multiplying this by several women, even the ones you're not dating.
A nervous time, to be sure. I have my list. If there's no update next time, you'll know what happened.
--
"No, really. It's supposed to go around my NECK."
Well, I suppose this is as good a name for tampons as any.
No wonder all the babies are happy.
"I've tracked you for many years, across many miles. Now, flowers, prepare to die."
You really CAN buy everything here.
You can even save your urine, and water your plants with it.
Yes. Let's nature.
"BRUUUUP. That's Mexican. I had Mexican for lunch. See?"
What, pray tell, is happening here?
"YEAH! That's a good one, Grandpa! Now look at the bubbles I can make after I eat strained carrots!"
None of this fright by proxy. No way!
"No, really, trust me. I make a lousy kite."
I'm a creap. I'm a weirdo.
There are some weird supervillans here. If you don't eat your breakfast, Croissant Lady will get you.
But her arch rival, Pompman, will save the day. Pumpously.
"Traditionally, you're supposed to pull my FINGER, but I think this makes more sense."
Home of multi colored, obscene donuts.
If you view pornography on your computer, the vengeful leopard skin baby in the sky will make your computer hate you.
Even if you do love T&A.
Instead, why not catch a video at the local record store?
OK, that's all for this time. I'm off to get some dinner.
As always, you can email me here.