Archive for March 2007
In about one minute, I’m going to reinforce some
March 31, 2007, 3:05 amnegative stereotypes about foreigners and go and shove this guy’s bullhorn up his ass. Let’s see him make a speech that way. I think the best thing for the future of Chiba-ken is for you to quit screaming into your fucking megaphone and go and do something useful with yourself. I can’t believe that in a place where people get annoyed at just about everything another person could do, people aren’t out there screaming at him to shut up or push him in the river.
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The cherry blossoms have opened, and that means it`s officially spring.
March 28, 2007, 11:26 amNow, the pathways are full of the opened cherry blossoms, gently opening in the spring breeze, everything springy and openingy, with the blossoms and the — aw fuck it who cares? I really couldn’t give a shit either way if the cherry blossoms opened or not, or if the whole world caught fire and we all burned. Let’s just admit that it’s yet another excuse for people to get drunk and pass out in the park.
I went to the park and sat on a bench. Four schoolkids were standing around a dead crow. They were daring each other to touch it. You touch it, No, you touch it. One kid was spinning it around, catching its head with a stick and hitting it so it spun on its back, its tiny black lifeless eyes looking skyward at nothing. Give me that, another kid said, snatching the stick from his hand. He tried to jab at it, to poke it in its belly, but it slid away toward one of the others who stepped away in surprise. The crow had been dead awhile, it seems. It had started to turn gray and crispy, pieces of its wings flaking off with each jab.
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There’s going to be commentary, commentary and more commentary on
March 28, 2007, 11:19 amthis Nova murder, and I’d rather let the geniuses at Big Daikon sort it out by calling each other cunts and twats and blaming it on Americans, but I just have one more thing to say about it… the guy escaped on barefoot. According to the news, the cops got there and the guy fled. I don’t know, maybe he said, “Look a balloon!” and when they turned around, he pushed past them and took off. But, the fact is that he had no shoes, and you’d think that cops with shoes could catch a murderer without shoes. Everybody is saying that they hope he gets caught, but I think that once he gets away, he may procure a pair of shoes from somewhere (maybe some black market underground guy who hooks up runaway criminals with changes of clothes and toiletries), and with shoes he’ll really be able to outrun the cops. I’m not a gun nut, and I hate cops more than I hate most assholes, but I think the cops of Japan might be a bit more effective if they had a way to stop criminals from running away from them. This is probably due to my backward American upbringing; the same wierdness that makes me see rifle-racks as furniture or vehicular accessories but,…
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I’ve always said that Japan’s a super safe place… as long as your not female,
March 28, 2007, 4:26 amwhat with all the ass grabbing, stalking, late night following, penis waving and whatnot, although western women are a little safer than J-women because they aren’t afraid to hit their assailant and scream bloody murder. And, I don’t usually comment on shit in the news because … I dunno, I just don’t, but they just found the body of a female Nova teacher in a bathtub covered with sand here in Chiba!!! This is fucked, and here’s a link to some stories about it. I won’t get the facts right, so I won’t try, just read about it yourself. It brings us back to the question of why the hell murders in Japan are always so creepy and grisly. Man oh man, this one’s a shocker. It’ll be interesting when the full story comes out.
THIS JUST IN!!: she was going to the guy’s house to give an English lesson…… Ladies, if you plan to give private lessons at the students’ house, take pepper spray, a knife or some other weapon and keep your head on a swivel.
Jeeeeezus.
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Just for shits and giggles, I’ve been asking people what they
March 26, 2007, 2:58 pmthink I should say when people in my neighborhood yell hello at me. I’ve written about this before, and it totally confuses me. I mean, it doesn’t confuse me at all in a way; I’m a foreigner and they’ve hardly ever seen one before. They might have a dipshit teacher at their schools who tells them, “If you see one of us walking around, yell hello and that will make the guy feel really great!” It might have been one of these guys….
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