Archive for April 2007
Okinawa Part 4 - Our First Vague Attempt At Sightseeing
April 25, 2007, 3:52 amOne thing I forgot to mention about the food court place; there didn’t appear to be any exit. After we’d eaten, drank our beers and shot the shit with Yashiki a little bit (enough that I felt I could drop the -san), we decided to leave and the crazy shop ladies no longer lavished attention upon us. Then, we must have walked around that little plaza two or three times before we realized there was only an up escalator. After inspecting all the walls and doors and empty corners of the place, we found no elevators either. Finally, we came upon a dark little stairway in the corner that wound it’s way back down.
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—Greg | 5 comments
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I may be about to commit murder, and like Raskolnikov,
April 24, 2007, 9:54 amI believe that I’ll be doing the world a favor by doing it. Nah, murder would be too complicated. I’d have to plot and plan, then kill her, then dispose of the body and try not to get caught, and I’d be too stupid to cover it up just right. And, most of all, the plotting killing and hiding would just give this bitch more of my time and energy, and I’ve already wasted enough.
I have a student. He is a boy of about 9 years old, a good kid. His life, as well as the life of his younger brother and everyone else who comes into contact with his family, is ruled by his mother, a woman who is a cross between Hitler and a meth-addled chihuahua. She cannot be happy unless she has absolute control over everyone she comes into contact with, and that unfortunately involves me.
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—Greg | 1 comment
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This sign says, “Don’t worry, your bus driver has taken
April 19, 2007, 9:50 amhis little white pills.”
—Greg | 2 comments
(posted in the livin' category)
Okinawa Part 3 - The Oasis-Fresh Taste Of Orion Beer
April 16, 2007, 11:59 amWhere was I? Oh yeah, we were wandering in this street market in Naha with crazy vendor ladies shoving slimy green things into our hands that we felt obliged to put in our mouths, chew and say “mmmm, good,” but not obliged enough to actually buy anything. Then, we stumbled upon the Porcine Final Solution.
We wandered and wandered, taking in everything in a sleep-deprived daze, and somehow we ended up wandering in an upwards direction. My memory isn’t clear about whether it was an escalator or an elevator, and it doesn’t matter now, but what does matter is that we were ascending.
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—Greg | 4 comments
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I’m well on my way to finding the Ultimate Formula For
April 15, 2007, 12:58 pmHappiness, but at this point, I’m just figuring out little bits of it. In my quest for the answer, this is the latest shred of mathematical truth that I have come upon…
The Amount Of Senseless Daily Bullshit Hassle is directly correlated to The Need For Alcohol And Rock And Roll.
The more Senseless Daily Bullshit Hassle one must endure (most often in the form of jobs, but could also be relationship, family or other life problems), the greater the need for either Rock or Booze, or a well- (more…)
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(posted in the livin' category)
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