Most signs of this nature just cut out the hubris and print “FOREEEGNAAARRRS!!!!@#$^#$@%@” in bigass letters.
Not really, but that would be cool.
Archive for January, 2008
I wasn’t in the mood for dried fruit anyway
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Wayside
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I believe this couch is up for grabs. I would have definitely grabsed it had I the room.
warm sound
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Kyara
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This is the official fire department “character.” Obviously helps to empower this vital organization with prestige and dignity.
He’s pretty beat up. Maybe the official fire department slogan is “everybody get along less, since that’s more interesting.”
It’s weird that I don’t see more of this.
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I would expect more anger out of a generation consciously trying to emulate the aesthetic and mindset of American hip hop artists. Tragically, most Japanese young people I know remain apolitical.
Ikasumi
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It’s pretty tasty too….
Excuse the meaninglessness
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of these captions. I am le tired.
Like a Ghibli drawing or something
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This is such a conspicuously aged building. It’s totally hot.
Just like that gape-mouthed man in the middle there. Oh yeah, you know what I’m talking about. Give me some sugar. I am your neighbor.
Gormenghast
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is a book that I should like to read.
Look close!
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Hee hee hee. “Conform to Japanese custom while you are in Japan.”
I bet this fishwife, whoever she might be, and I….would not get along.
Octapraaaassss
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I’m all up in your Tsukayjays, filching your crustaceans.
How you living Biggie Smalls?
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‘Cuz I see some ladies tonight that should be havin my baby.
Baby.
a projection from the blood dimension
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This fish is Kubo-san’s fish.
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It is not your fish.
ITISNOTYOURFISH
Do tourists actually
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come to famous places like this Tsukiji fish market and expect to purchase things with dollars?
That seems sort of odd.
Side note: that sign be old. I wonder if they’ve adjusted their rates for inflation. If the proprietors haven’t been paying attention to subprime, I might be getting a sweet deal on a kahnife.
Side side note: [...]
The sign says
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not to touch. But if you are going to put a stuffed bobcat in your fishmarket, well, I’m going to try to touch it.
I was really unsure
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whether it was a better idea to get the mailbox or the berries in focus.
Better Living through Chemistry
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Nother Kitty Kat
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This kitty kat and the rest of the pictures above owe their existence to one day in October when I got ahold of Miki’s SLR again.
Then my Macbook began its Dionysian death and rebirth cycle and I couldn’t access these pics. So waking my Mac up is actually like a present for everyone!
Kitty Kat
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The alley cats in my neighborhood have homes! Some lady here feeds them every day. Nice lady.
My macbook….is alive.
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Everything is beautiful again….
My iLife. It begins again.
My television career
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Walking with my two work compatriots to a pizza restaurant today. Accosted by TV Tokyo crew.
They spied us from afar, our eyes made contact, and through inscrutable body gestures and some other more subtle, unstudied language of the physical, a bizarre permission was apparently granted. They were virtually guaranteed to pounce on us. As we [...]
Tenguu Shrine, Mount Haruna
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Cold consternated wind describes fickle deviationsthrough ashy crags, distracted down inkjet rivulets cut by spirit hands.It beats and breaks against scrags, reconsiders, traces throughhairline cracks. A roaring untractable penetrator.
Farther up rock stairs (certainly ripped apart by giants),prayer flags split and creak, psychotically framing vermilion gates.How many people in the world know this place exists?Without question, [...]
Quidditas
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On the phone with a lovely female companion:
Me: “Presbyterian theologian Frederick Buechner once wrote: ‘Lust is the craving for salt of a man who is dying of thirst.’”
Lovely Female Companion: “Don’t human beings need salt to regulate water consumption? If you don’t have any salt, you’ll die.”
……fantastic!
Heso Jizou
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A Buddha with a big stone where his belly button should be. I have no idea and at that point, wasn’t in a position to ask.
The beginning of another good story.
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My host granddad. Still kicking it under the kotatsu. What they are making me drink is a type of sake called doburoku. It’s very unfiltered and you can see the rice grains in it. Host granddad told me they used to make this stuff at the house until the government outlawed homebrew. They continued to [...]
This could not have been more awkward.
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Story! It was a Saturday and these girls had just got out of band practice. And what to their wondering eyes should appear…but a large American male, causing wild, abject fear!
I got three of them to take a picture with me by explaining that I had been an exchange here for a week six years [...]
The wounded surgeon plies the steel
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I even remember taking a picture of Brittany by that tree, and remarking that the subsequent image had “Asian flavor.”
I was an idiot when I was 15.
The school meeting room.
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We had our last big party here. I have pictures of all of us Glen Rose kids standing in a line and singing our school song, our fingers pointing proudly in the air, triumphant over nothing.
I remember that, but never the score for any football game I ever went to in high school.
Prayer flags whipping in wind.
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It’s amazing how much I remember about this place. Which classes took place where, where all my classrooms were, what color the special computer room slippers were, how I could blow a kiss from one fourth floor balcony to girls standing on the other….
Eew.