In the following interview, Jennifer Lopez, star of The Wedding Planner (Sony Pictures, 2001), asks Cosmic Buddha about the specifics of his upcoming wedding in Thailand.

J.Lo: Nice to see you again, CB.

CB: Oh HELL YES. This is more like it. That gay inner planning guy was killing me.

J.Lo: Uh... O-K... Well, let's get down to business, shall we? So far, I've only been told that you are holding the wedding in Thailand on February 18th of next year and planning a traditional Thai ceremony at your new house in the morning to be followed by a more traditional reception at a hotel in the evening.

CB: That's right, Jennifer, basically we have asked our guests to arrive the night before the ceremony to simplify logistics and ensure nobody's persistently late ass (cough-cough TARO!) fucks things up, you know?

J.Lo: Haha, that's a good idea - there's always a few stragglers, aren't there? And it's a good idea considering so many of your guests will be coming from overseas...

CB: Yeah, anyway, the deal with the morning ceremony is that, at about 6:00 AM, a group of Buddhist monks come to purify the house and bless our marriage and hopefully not leave tracks from festering feet wounds on our new carpet.

J.Lo: I see.

CB: Since it's so early in the morning, we may give people the option of coming to this part - the important part starts a bit later, with a parade...

J.Lo: Ah yes, I'd heard something about elephants and monkeys, but I thought it was a joke-

CB: No joke, Jennifer - well, for the first part at least. The deal is, I'm supposed to lead a parade of our guests from a yet-undetermined starting point to the house, where the bride will be waiting. And so I thought, "wouldn't it be cool if I led the parade on an elephant."

J.Lo: Very cool!

CB: Then I thought, Nam (my bride) will never allow it. So I asked for more than I really needed, and added that I'd like a troupe of trained monkeys to accompany me on the elephant. To be perfectly honest, I love monkeys and plan one day to conquer the world with an army of them, but I really don't need the little shit-flingers at my wedding, you know? So when I started getting resistance about the whole this-day-is-about-us-not-a-fucking-petting-zoo thing, I was just like, "yo hon, marriage is all about COMPROMISE, you know?" So I offered to drop the monkey idea in exchange for locking in the elephant plan. And you know what? She was so happy about the simian threat disappearing, she even agreed to let me get MORE elephants. So now I'm thinking three - Jumbo, Dumbo, and Baby Dumbo - all walking single file, snouts holding tails and all that.

J.Lo: SWEET!

CB: Wow, I'm glad you like it... Most of the guys I tell are totally stoked, but the girls either get all silent, or think I'm joking. GIRLS: I AM NOT JOKING. DUMBO IS COMING. WITH FRIENDS.

J.Lo: Well, it sounds like you have a plan, and that's the most important thing. Oh wait, I'm also supposed to tell you to have fun, but it sounds like you have that one covered...

CB: Ooooh yeah.. Now when we get to the house, there's a bunch of ceremonies we're supposed to do that I'm not real clear about. There may be some purification-with-water ritual, or there may not. There may be some ritual where an old couple sleep in our wedding bed, and then we take their places, or there may not. There might even be a ritual where the bride is presented two Siamese cats called maew si sawat for good luck, but who knows? I, personally, am a dog guy-

J.Lo: ALL men are dogs.

CB: Heh. Ever seen a dog ride an elephant?

J.Lo: Heheh.

CB: Anyway, after all the ceremonies are complete, the monks go back to collecting alms from subsistence farmers or whatever, and we have lunch in our yard.

J.Lo: How many guests are we talking about?

CB: We only plan on having our overseas guests, extended family, and close friends over for the morning ceremonies, and we estimate that at somewhere around a hundred people.

J.Lo: Dayyam!

CB: Yeah, Thai weddings are huge. We plan on maybe a couple hundred guests for the evening reception, but apparently in Thailand, people you invite tend to invite other people without asking, so sometimes weddings are twice as big as you planned for...

J.Lo: No shit?

CB: No shit, flygirl. Maybe I'll just keep some pigs and chickens in cages outside in case we run out of food...

J.Lo: So back to lunch, what are you serving?

CB: Well, considering the setup in the yard, we figure a buffet or food station type setup will be ideal.

J.Lo: I see you have the lingo down already.

CB: Yes, I am a big fan of Modern Bride. The food station idea is particularly attractive because I'd like to have a few special dishes made on the spot - whole roast piglet, pad thai fried noodles, maybe some roast fowl or fish, etc. I am taking the whole avian flu thing into consideration, and will refrain from using poultry if the situation gets worse than it is now. Can't have a guest come all the way from the states - that's nearly a 20-hour flight in some cases! - just to catch a contagious disease, now can we? As far as other food goes, I'm thinking fresh papaya salad, some stir fry and deep fried goodies, as well as a spread of various curries to round out the menu. You see, I really feel the need to get the most bang for my buck, and in Thailand this means taking full advantage of cheap, delicious food.

J.Lo: That sounds awesome. A nice change from the standard roast beef and potato salad fare that you usually see at a wedding, anyhow.

CB: Well, you are so invited.

J.Lo: Thank you!

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J.Lo: Now, CB, how do you plan to have your guests move between the hotel to the morning ceremony back to the hotel again? For that matter, how is everyone getting to the hotel in the first place?

CB: We have asked our overseas guests to arrive at Khon Kaen airport by the 17th. Thai Air has three flights a day from Bangkok airport to Khon Kaen, and that information plus booking can be had/done on the Thai Air website. If anybody is unsure about anything, they have instructions to contact us. We will arrange pickup at Khon Khan airport on the 17th, which will convey them to the hotel. The next day, we will arrange for transport between the hotel and our house, possibly using the hotel's buses, or renting them from Mahasarakham University, where Nam will be teaching from next spring.

J.Lo: Moving on, what have you planned for the evening reception so far?

CB: Well, I was going to ask you some questions about that first. I'm not too familiar with receptions to tell you the truth - I mean, until now, I've mostly been there to drink and be merry, you know?

J.Lo: At least you're honest. Let me tell you something. Your purpose here - your sole purpose - is to make your bride happy. In doing so, you will also be happy. So go ahead and ask me questions, but keep that in mind.

CB: Uh...OK. I wanted to ask you about receiving lines at the reception.

J.Lo: Ah yes, the great debate. Some people think that the tradition of a receiving line is a waste of time, but it depends on your timeline, I think. Give me some background.

CB: Well, we are thinking of another food station setup, maybe with a cocktail hour where everybody mingles to kick things off, you know? Kind of keep things lively and entertaining. I really hate boring weddings!

J.Lo: I know that of which you speak. I think keeping it loose is fine. As long as it's classy.

CB: Yeah, well I'll personally toss out anyone who dresses like a whore or Shaft...

J.Lo: That's not really what I was referring to, but OK. I was referring more to the atmosphere... It's hard to keep a balance between the stiff traditions and light-hearted fun, you know?

CB: Unless you're Madonna, right? Then you can just let the fairy gimp pygmies and circus midgets have a drunken orgy in a church knowing it can't possibly shock anyone anyways, right?

J.Lo: I hate that bitch.

CB: Anyway, the mingling is important. We have guests coming from Japan and the US, maybe a couple from France as well. Old friends, you know - a lot of people I've always wanted to introduce to each other, and this is as good an opportunity as any.

J.Lo: At your wedding? Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea how busy you're gonna be? Forget about making introductions and stuff like that - this is NOT the proper venue. The day before at the hotel, maybe the day after, but not on your wedding day. Jeez!

CB: Oh.

J.Lo: Well look, there's nothing wrong with a cocktail hour and mingling, just let people do it without you if you have a reception line. With 200 to 300 guests, you will be greeting people for most of that hour, especially if there's people you haven't seen in a long time.

CB: I see. What if we did it Japanese style then?

J.Lo: What's Japanese style?

CB: Instead of a reception line, there's a departure line.

J.Lo: Hmm... That could work, I guess.

CB: I'll have to think about that one.

J.Lo: OK. Next item: Music.

CB: In lieu of a band, we're tring to line up a traditional Thai ensemble to come out from Nam's university. I'm thinking they can play traditional Thai music as people enter, and there is a talented little girl who has offered to do a Thai Dance performance.

J.Lo: OK.

CB: I'll augment that by hiring someone to play a music set that I preprogram into digital audio players and provide equipment for. In addition, we are arranging to have background presentations/slideshows of both our history and video/photos from the parade/ceremony earlier in the day.

J.Lo: Wow. You found someone to so this in Thailand?

CB: I believe so. Also, I haven't made a decision about hiring pro photographers or not. It's somewhat of a skill issue, I expect pros to be... extremely competent at what they do. You know? At this point, I just don't think we can find good skill over there, but we'll see. In the worst case, I should have a couple good cameras and willing photographers among my friends. Maybe someone for video, as well.

J.Lo: I see. Are you going to have a cake?

CB: Yes, I want a cake big enough for 300 people. If this isn't possible, I'll settle for Uncle Buck style pancakes!

J.Lo: Will there be dancing?

CB: Undecided. If we don't take lessons beforehand, there will be no ballroom dancing. Also, I can tell you unequivocally that there will be no Cherry Popping Daddies kind of shit.

J.Lo: LOL

CB: I suppose it would be nice to have dancing, but I just don't know if we can find a place to take lessons on time.

J.Lo: Just go for it!

CB: Nah, I'd look like a retarded chicken... I'll have to discuss this with the bride a bit further.

J.Lo: Have you thought about decorations for the venue?

CB: Yes, both the house and the hotel decoration will be flower-centric. I plan on going kind of nuts with the flowers.

J.Lo: Can't go wrong there. What about other rituals besides the reception line.

CB: Well, of course there will be speeches, and toasts, but I will insist on everyone keeping it concise.

J.Lo: That's easier said than done.

CB: I'll figure out a gong system or something. Oh also, regarding other rituals, my sister had basically forbidden us from doing a "dollar dance" or garter toss, as she thinks that shit is tacky. Luckily, I agree.

J.Lo: Really? What's wrong with the garter toss?

CB: It's kind of stupid. But mainly, it concentrates all the ugly, desperate chicks into a single area. That's never a pretty sight.

J.Lo: Oh god, I think I just peed my pants.

CB: Cool.

J.Lo: Anyway, that's about all the time we have for today. Let me know when you have more of the details ironed out.

CB: K. Peace out.

Note to self

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That was most likely not what Nam had in mind last night when she told me to think about the reception. Try again, Einstein.

IGWP: So have you thought about your wedding reception?

Me: Yes, it distresses me deeply. I don't have a clue about this stuff. Fag.

IGWP: Don't be so mean! I deserve respect; I'm a professional!

Me: Shut up, biiiiotch. Just remember: If I'm paying you this much, I better not catch you playing grabass with the caterer or something.

IGWP: That's it! I refuse to work with such ignorant scum!

Me: You can't quit, you're fired! Cocksmoker.

Endangered Species

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The path I have chosen is the very model of assimilation into broader culture.

- My blood is nearly 100% Japanese (whatever the hell that means), although I may have some Russian blood in me as well (that would explain my fondness for vodka and the occasional rogue orange whisker that sprouts from my chin).

- My children will be of (nearly) 50% Japanese ancestry.

- My grandchildren will be mostly machine, but partially designed in Japan.

UPDATE: In a parallel history, my Japanese bloodlines have already disappeared due to a nefarious government plot.

Fuckers!

What's Your Flavor?

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Here is a user-friendly tool to help decide which Linux distros are a good match for your needs: Linux Distribution Chooser

I've recently been carrying around a JP version of a Knoppix Live CD for use at net cafes and public terminals - very handy.

The distros that this test recommended for me include Debian, Ubuntu, and Gentoo, which I have been hearing a lot about but just have not had time to check out yet.

Oh my god.

It's like something I'd consider funny, except that it's too retarded:

If I can help people focus on preparedness, how to be better prepared in their homes and better prepared in their businesses - because that goes straight to the bottom line - then I hope I can help the country in some way
Because we all know that loss of businesses is the real tragedy, right?

Rescue teams are still searching house to house looking for 600+ missing businesses in the swampy waters, right?

Crane-kicking it in heaven

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This is sad.

Ohaaaraaaaa!

I may have made my last Mr. Miyagi joke.

My new wallet

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This is my new wallet, and I am secure in my manhood.

Spicy move!

All Daddy Wanted...

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(from osaka bill)

Mirin Desu

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Sign says, "This is mirin." I guess because some people might mistake it for cooking oil, even though it says "mirin" on the bottle. What they really need is some signs that say, "this is nira," and, "these are green onions" in the veggie section, cuz I always see people mixing those two up.

In Japan:

- Do you wear shoes inside your home in America?
> (...my mom would have a cow.)

- Would you like to try a slice of Salmon Cream Pizza?
> (...get that nasty shit away from me. squid, seaweed, and most other stuff from the sea have no fucking business on a pizza. fucking heathens.)

- Do you want to come to karaoke?
> (...i think i'll have to miss out on this round of Drunken Asshole Vanity)

- Do you want to play sex?
> (...no, i'm waiting till i get married. plus, i don't know how to say "double bagger" in japanese.)

- How do you do?
> (...oops, of course i meant, "fine, thank you. and you?")


In America:

- Why do people take their shoes off before entering a house in Japan?
> (...tatami doesn't quite clean the dog shit off your shoes like carpet does.)

- Have you tried our New Caribbean MexiChili Teriyaki Sushi-eggroll Low-carb Wrap?
> (...Let me repeat: oh, fuck no.)

- Can you spare a dollar?
> (...you may think my response severe, but the last bum i actually had a conversation with punched me in the throat. he ruined it for all you assholes.)

- Can we search your car?
> (...oops mr. officer, that just slipped out, what i meant to say was, "sure!")

- Do you want to come to karaoke?
> (...)

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to be continued...

Time to Chill

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Let's make a deal (Let's Dealing!): I will concede to the popular belief that the shadows on the moon look like a rabbit pounding mochi as long as you wait until I'm gone to implement this bullshit.

That is all.

Shades of Cryptonomicon

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"HavenCo Limited is exploiting a unique opportunity to set up the world's first real data haven. The initial showcase datacenter is the Principality of Sealand, the world's smallest sovereign territory. It was founded over thirty years ago and has obtained a unique legal status as the only sovereign man-made island. Its claim to sovereignty has been tested and supported in several legal challenges."

I'd heard of Sealand before, but never really thought about what it looked like. As it turns out, it wouldn't have looked out of place on the set of Waterworld:

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Kewl.

More pics here: LINK

Mediterrasse

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A new love hotel shopping center (see comments) being put up in Kobe. I love my new camera.

Times change...

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From August, 1981:
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The story behind this ad can be found here.

And as for the present day: Nihau, Lenovo.

You knee chloe

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The UNIQLO I walk by on my way home from work.

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Losers, one and all

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Now I got these losers posting spam for free iPods on my blog by hand. SarahAnderson@yahoo.com, you are a simple bitch.

UPDATE: My blacklist let out a foul belch when he ate your site. You gots bad juju or sumfin.

On the bathroom shelf

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peko-chan

What, then, is a parm?

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Parmanent!

Fly on Flower

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I hate flies, but this one was cooperative. Taken on a nature trail at the Awaji Highway Oasis last Sunday.

Rules is rules...

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From the Bangkok Post:

An ancient Thai marriage rite in which wives prostrate before their husbands should be revived to bring back the disappearing happy family, Social Development and Human Security Minister Watana Muangsook said yesterday.
Wow. I wonder what Nam will throw at me when I try to hold this one over her head... But honey, when in Rome...

(via Farang Affairs, the Bangkok Post)

Random Japanese Graffiti

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Found this in Kobe between a stairwell and a hidden shotengai a couple weeks ago. The artwork is reminiscent of gishigishikun (an ultraviolent schoolboy manga) for some reason... Maybe that bloody nose.

Snow Crash the Movie

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It seems like the rumors about a movie version of Snow Crash from a few years back have basically disappeared. If so, good. I have zero faith in Hollywood being able to create anything even remotely as good as the book. Plus, there's the whole half-black, half-asian protagonist thing to work out - more than likely, they'd devise some brilliant way around it involving Tom Cruise, eyelid glue, and a can of creosote.

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Zero faith. Heh. Reminds me of a planning company I used to pass every day on the way to work, near Nam's old apartment in Tamade (Osaka): ZERO PLANNING.

Feel Good, Inc.

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The Gorillaz, live at the MTV Europe Music awards: LINK

Plus, a background article on how it was done.

(via mofi)

Stephenson as Prophet

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I just figured out why I loved Google Earth so much from the very first time I tried it. The concept and the interface were already planted in my brain:

Earth materializes, rotating majestically in front of his face. Hiro reaches out and grabs it. He twists it around so he's looking at Oregon. Tells it to get rid of the clouds, and it does, giving him a crystalline view of the mountains and the seashore...

...Hiro looks up, focuses his gaze on Earth, zooms in for a look. As he gets closer, the imagery he's looking at shifts from the long-range pictures coming in from the geosynchronous satellites to the good stuff being spewed into the CIC computer from a whole fleet of low-flying spy birds. The view he's looking at is a mosaic of images shot no more than a few hours ago.

I'm reading Snow Crash again for the first time in few years. I do this partly out of habit every once in a while, the same as watching the Blues Brothers for the twentieth or thirtieth time, but also because its a damn good read.

I've realized partway through, this time, that a lot of what Neal Stephenson envisioned in this book has actually materialized in the real world. Perhaps the items I refer to were actually being developed when he wrote the book, but just off the top of my head, in the last year alone I have read about the commercialization of products that could be considered real-world equivalents of Snow Crash technology: The Earth program mentioned above, advanced crash suits/collars for motorcyclists, dentatas (Latin for "toothed vagina"), gargoyles (wearable or implanted computer enhancements), loogie guns.

Next on my personal wish list: Rat things, the Deliverator's ride, and Reason v1.1.

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I am extremely proud to announce that I ate an entire soboro donburi exclusively with chopsticks today. In its most basic form, this is a bowl of loose rice topped with scrambled eggs (flavored with a bit of dashi) and a bit of ground meat. It is a staple of cafeterias and bento shops everywhere, and I kind of consider it to be the Japanese equivalent of a sloppy joe - you eat it a lot when you're a kid, then kind of forget about it, then when you rediscover it as an adult you realize how wonderful it is because of its simplicity and hey isn't simplicity a good thing in itself and... I digress. The loose consistency of a soboro-don in our company cafeteria is such that almost everyone eats it with a spoon, since if you use chopsticks, you end up scooping it into your mouth anyway.

Of course, I automatically chose chopsticks, because well, let's face it, there are certain standards to adhere to, no? If you start eating donburi with a spoon, pretty soon you're sucking tofu with a straw because it's easier, and eating shabu shabu with barbeque tongs because it's faster. I ask you, what the fuck happened to tradition, heathen? A splintery pair of wooden sticks was good enough for your samurai/geisha/farmboy ancestors, and they're good enough for you, too.

I have a certain complex about proper table manners and utensil usage because I look Japanese and therefore feel a deeper obligation than usual to have my shit together at the table. Reprazentin' the gaijin set, ya know? Plus, people who can't use chopsticks properly just look fucking retarded in public (since that's the only place they ever use them, I guess), so I actually took the time to learn how to use them properly after I came to Japan (this saves me money on flyswatters ala the Miyagi Method, as well).

So now that you're thinking about what a chopstick Nazi I am (I just realized "Chopstick Nazis" is the coolest synonym for "Yellow Axis" I've ever heard), I'd actually like to point to my good pal Molly, a blond, blue-eyed, card-carrying Gaijin-san, who, during our Tenri days, was famous for eating the university cafeteria's curry rice with chopsticks. Now that's HARDCORE. Curry fucking rice. That shit was pretty runny, too, if I remember correctly.

Anyway, the absolute antithesis of a Chopstick Nazi, without a doubt, was the head of the Japanese Studies Department where we studied. Besides being a generally unpleasant and stupid asshole (and I would love to say that to his face except that he's now dead on top of being a stupid asshole - LOL!), Professor Uehara (nicknames: "Stumpy," "Fuckhead," and "Twat"), who I just positively adored, was a real - how to say? - banana. A Twinkie... You know, yellow on the outside with a creamy white filling... This guy, while on one hand exhibiting every feature of a dirty old Japanese man (including, uh, Japanese citizenship), was in such dire of need of proving to everyone that he was American at heart, that he ate soba noodles with a fork.

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The donburi I ate for lunch, incidentally, was delicious.

Symptoms of the BIRD FLU...

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The Center for Disease Control has released a list of symptoms of bird flu. If you experience any of the following, please seek medical treatment immediately:

1. High fever
2. Congestion
3. Nausea
4. Fatigue
5. Aching in the joints
6. An irresistible urge to shit on someone's windshield

(via my dad)

Ghosn Away

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So Nissan is moving corporate headquarters from California to Tennessee.

Hmm.

While "more timely information sharing" with production facilities may be important, I wouldn't be so quick to leave your design group behind: The new Maxima is one of the ugliest flagship sedans I've ever seen this side of a Chris Bangle afterbirth.

The main reason this story has any interest to me is because my dad's office is located in Gardena, and most people know that the Gardena folks basically did all the work that raised Ghosn to rock star status in the first place.

Hey, Mr. CEO man! Get a clue!

THE ROAD TO NASHVILLE IS LINED WITH BROKEN DREAMS!

Dem Bones

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A character study of 22 present and past cartoon characters

This is just awesome, but what I really want to see is a full edition of TMNT done in skeletons. Heroes in a half shell and all that (and just what the hell does the "half shell" thing mean, anyway? Does Leonardo suffer from leprosy, or did the Shredder just, well, shred their shells in half or something? Or does it mean they're ready to be eaten like oysters? Fucking cryptic cartoon song lyrics. Have Bob Dylan write that shit or something.).

New Workday Schedule

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- Wake up at 6:20

- Shit, shower, shave

- Breakfast

- Catch 7:28 bus for work

- Arrive 7:45

- Morning exercises/brainwashing ceremony at 8:00

- Work

- Walk home from work (maybe 45 mins.; will time today)

First day thoughts: Morning exercise routine is for the birds. Everybody stands facing my side of the room, so I have a sinking feeling that everyone is staring at my ass when I bend over. This is not conducive to a pre-lunch bowel movement, and I like to stay regular. Plus, brainwashing exercises are not as interesting, even from a cultural viewpoint, as I once thought. I do not want to go back to drinking coffee on a regular basis. Caffeine baaaaaaaad. How the fuck to stay awake? Maybe I should cut ventilation holes in my skull to keep the circulation going.

Oh god I hate morning people. Yuck. Master J says YUCK.

Rare Sighting

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Just saw a fire engine red Ferrari Testarossa rear-end a red fire engine. If that ain't poetic justice, I don't know what is. The Ferrari driver was, of course, a big, fat wanker who got out and started yelling at the firemen.

I made sure to laugh hard enough so he could hear me.

Shucho Hell

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The past few days have been spent in business meetings and on buses. I've spent like ten hours on buses in the last three days. Buses beget buses. Go figure. I'm so wacked I couldn't remember if BUSES was spelled BUSSES, BUSES, or BUSSESS, so I chose the middle one. When in doubt, straddle the fence (and hope it ain't barbed wire). Must unplug. Must unwind.

But first, must go back to the office and fill out expense reports. By bus.

Ugh.

Nata de

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Nata de Coco, one of the most delicious canned drinks to be found in a Japanese vending machine. By the geniuses at Ito-en, who can even make bottled mugi-cha taste good.

Did you know that FedEx actually has FOUR official FedEx Box sizes?

Small, Medium, Large, and unmarked. The unmarked size is larger than all the others... and the very existence of an unmarked box size annoys the shit out of me for some reason. Logically, it should be Extra Large or X-Large or oh!oh!oh! I know!... FedEx Large!

Fucking office work marginalizing my Medulla again. Tomorrow I might report on the danger of paper cuts in the workplace and the Japanese solution of thick orange condoms for your fingertips.

Shinbashi

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This has been around for quite a while, but is still one of my all-time favorite Japanese flash animations: SHINBASHI

And this one is sort of a punk tribute to sora mimi: OMAKE

(both links from T)

Random Zatoichi Pic

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Just something I found on my hard drive. Zatoichi pics make me immensely happy.

Drop It Like a FOB

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If you have a lot of chest hair,
Show it like a FOB,
Immigration coming to get you,
Marry like a FOB,

Anoop Dogg - Drop It Like a FOB

This is like the funniest shit I've ever seen. Much-needed comic relief.

White ninja footwear

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Me, in tabi.

"Unfortunately, Hughes' didnt feel that the music would fit together well when removed from the film and compiled into an album. The songs work really well alongside the highs and lows of the film, but there isnt much of a common thread running between the songs other than the film's plot. So unlike Hughes' other successful films, Ferris Bueller's Day Off never received an official soundtrack release."

Go get all the songs in mp3 format here.

Despues, despues

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When I feel kind of weird and sad, I whisper songs in Spanish to myself. The thing is, I only really know one song in Spanish besides the usual karaoke fare.

Yo s?lo quiero mirar los campos,
yo s?lo quiero cantar mi canto,
pero no quiero cantar solito,
yo quiero un coro de pajaritos.

[Coro:]
Quiero llevar este canto amigo
a qui?n lo pudiera necesitar
Yo quiero tener un mill?n de amigos
y as? m?s fuerte poder cantar.
Yo quiero tener un mill?n de amigos
y as? m?s fuerte poder cantar.

Yo s?lo quiero un viento fuerte,
llevar mi barco con rumbo norte,
y en el trayecto voy a pescar
para dividir luego al arribar.

(Coro)

Yo quiero creer la paz del futuro
quiero tener un hogar seguro.
Quiero a mi hijo pisando firme,
cantando alto, sonriendo libre.

(Coro)

Yo quiero amor siempre en esta vida,
sentir calor de una mano amiga,
quiero a mi hermano sonrisa al viento,
verlo llorar pero de contento.

(Coro)

Venga conmigo a ver los campos
cante conmigo tambi?n mi canto
pero no quiero cantar solito
yo quiero un coro de pajaritos

(Coro)

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That is all.

Hardboiled Mexicana

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In other news, it appears that Mexican criminales are watching too much Tarantino:

"When the police arrived they took the helmet off the corpse, believing at first that he had died in the crash ...he had adhesive tape stuck to his face, a knife wound to his forehead, and showed signs of strangulation."

Full story here.

Kanimiso

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Hehe... Time for a little nature video: Crab vs. Pipe

(thx to Kit)

Bust a move, you must

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The short green Jedi master makes it funky: El baile de yoda

(Is that the Roots playing?)

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