Asse brand chocolate is a sure hit, in my mind. We took several boxes back to the states as gifts because nothing says "I love you" like a handful of Asse.
Asse brand chocolate is a sure hit, in my mind. We took several boxes back to the states as gifts because nothing says "I love you" like a handful of Asse.
Watch out, Virgin/Tower/HMV! This little shop in Sumoto proudly boasts CDs, LDs, and cassette tapes! Reminds me of an NTT mobile store in the Kyushu countryside that had a sign advertising "mobile phones, car phones, and shoulder phones".
I get the feeling that the person who thought this product up is frustrated by the idiots at his company who can't appreciate his visions of a future robotic nanosociety where metal tools are grown, not stamped or molded.
When you enter a 100 yen store, make a beeline for the molded plastics section, it will instantly make you feel better, richer even. Do you know how much this stuff would have been worth say a hundred years ago? Two hundred? (Neither do I. I just like to make other people think.)
Went to kaiten sushi with Taro and Mimi. A large tuna roll jammed the dishes rotating off the conveyor. A flying fish egg roll almost fell off onto Mimi-chan. The kitchen staff unjammed the mess of plates that were stacking up just in time. Dammit.
Our friend Frans is a famous university professor in Germany. He has a nice website with respectable looking photos of himself on it. I want the public to know the truth about Frans. Nudie pics with livestock soon to follow.
It was one of those "Oh yeah, I'm in a foreign country!" realizations when I came upon a tray of freshly-beheaded yummies of the family Mollusca in a dingy neighborhood supermarket. This store is far enough from Jusco to avoid being consumed this year, and stocks enough weird shit, like beheaded octopuses, to perhaps attract hardcore Japanese gourmands for many years to come. I can only quote X-clan: "Yuck. Brother J says YUCK."
The backing of a sheet of my favorite Japanese sandpaper. If only I were kidding...
Please enjoy this simple post like it was written by a real, live human being.
This is a shout out to that commie propagandist over at the Politburo Diktat, who seems intent on impaling himself on a whole series of bandwidth spikes! I found a link to my main blog in his blogroll the other day. Thanks, comrade!
Oh, I took this crappy photo at another commie friend's house when I was wasted - it was an invitation to a performance in Osaka, I think. The Ex-Red Army choir. Heh.
