Nov 5, 2009
Oct 29, 2009
Oct 27, 2009
Panty Ball Machine?
Ohhh... What's in this gumball machine? Hmm... It must be something good, because its costs around $5.
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Lets see the Katakana reads: Ranjieri Gachya Gachya. Ranjieri, wait that sounds like lingerie. Really? Could this be a lingerie gumball machine? Wait, yes those are indeed panties inside those plastic balls.
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Japan you have done it again. You have taken something from my childhood and made it useful in my adult life as well. Now, should buy this or the pillowcase girlfriend. Sorry, that's right dear readers, I have not told you about that one yet...
Oct 26, 2009
The Uyoku Dantai
Bellow are pictures of an extreme right-wing Japanese nationalist group, collectively known as the Uyoku Dantai, demonstrating outside of Shinjuku Station.
Their campaigning centers around increasing Japan’s military, kicking foreigners out, and restoring power to the Emperor. They are also known to have connections with the Yakuza.
Their campaigning centers around increasing Japan’s military, kicking foreigners out, and restoring power to the Emperor. They are also known to have connections with the Yakuza.
Oct 20, 2009
Cross stand
I have a habit of crossing against the light, its something I picked up while living in New York City. Though time saving, it’s a custom Japanese people tend to shy away from.
Thus while crossing the street against the light this evening, the sound of a phone ringing in the middle of the intersection naturally caught my attention. What Japanese person in their right mind would be in the middle of the street when a taxi was threatening to barrel through the intersection I wondered?
Turning towards the sound, the first thing I saw out of the corner of my right eye was a baby carriage, then two miniature Dachshunds, and finally an old lady. However something was wrong. The おばちやん did not appear to be walking. A millisecond more of observation made it clear that she had stopped in the middle of intersection and was proceeded to pull out her mobile phone, which was still ringing. I was dumbfounded. Here in the middle of Roppongi rush hour traffic was an old Japanese woman with her two dogs and a baby carriage, who was seemingly unaware that she was about pulverized in to Okonomiyaki.
Confident that there was a disaster in the making, I turned to watch the spectacle. But nothing happened, the taxi swerved, the light turned green, and the old women remained in the middle of the intersection chatting away.
Thus while crossing the street against the light this evening, the sound of a phone ringing in the middle of the intersection naturally caught my attention. What Japanese person in their right mind would be in the middle of the street when a taxi was threatening to barrel through the intersection I wondered?
Turning towards the sound, the first thing I saw out of the corner of my right eye was a baby carriage, then two miniature Dachshunds, and finally an old lady. However something was wrong. The おばちやん did not appear to be walking. A millisecond more of observation made it clear that she had stopped in the middle of intersection and was proceeded to pull out her mobile phone, which was still ringing. I was dumbfounded. Here in the middle of Roppongi rush hour traffic was an old Japanese woman with her two dogs and a baby carriage, who was seemingly unaware that she was about pulverized in to Okonomiyaki.
Confident that there was a disaster in the making, I turned to watch the spectacle. But nothing happened, the taxi swerved, the light turned green, and the old women remained in the middle of the intersection chatting away.
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