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Bachelors Guide to Japan, Part 1.

Posted by todd Fri, 29 Dec 2006 07:41:00 GMT





AKA: Just because I'm smiling doesn't mean I understand you :)

Note: These stories were half written while I was in Japan & half not.. so I'm only pseudo-live :)

As the most active (and only)member of the Bachelors Guide to Travel (Which I really need to create), welcome to the Bachelors Guide to Japan, Part 1; What Not To Do.

Japan is an amazing country, and a great place to visit if you want to experience culture far outside of the American/European norm. That being said it's important to know how to behave yourself. These people have swords(in movies).

While In Japan DO NOT:

1. Buy the monkey.
Pet stores in Japan are similar to a pet store you'd be likely to see in a movie involving wizards. Sure, they have dogs and cats (Wizards like those too) but they also have animals I didn't know even existed. (You can also find these in the Japanese grocery store... in a different format.)

There was a very excitable spider monkey (I think) in the front window basically running up and down the cage.

He was cool but somehow it seemed better to leave him there in the store. I know, I know... a relatively large, geeky white guy wandering Japan with his pet spider monkey would be a chick magnet; however I'm taken.. and he looked like the poop flinging type. Also, do not try to take a picture of these monkeys or the owner will get upset, and the monkey will get screechy. (remember... swords)

Continuing through the pet store.....do not....

2. Buy the tiny monkey instead, his head is small but his teeth are not.
Honestly I'm not even 100% sure this was a monkey, but he was way calmer than monkey #1. This one would have fit in my backpack.... a "Traveling Monkey" if you will. As I walked up he yawned though and his teeth seemed roughly as big as his head (reminds me of a girl from highschool), making this type of monkey no damn good... and plus he wouldn't look at me. Every time you try to get this little bastards attention they turn their backs to you. The bitch of monkeys.

3. Buy THIS THING:

'Nuff Said.

4. Think that you will eat anything remotely normal to you.
I'll go into this feature of Japan in greater detail in a later chapter, but it can even trick seasoned bachelors on vacation... so it's worth mentioning.

Several days into your Japan experience, you will likely begin to miss the food you are used to eating. Do not be fooled by locals offering to point you to resteraunts serving "hamburgers", or "chicken". Like many things, important things are lost in translation.

At some point an agreement was reached, presumably at the UN, to ensure the highly volatile chicken market didn't spin out of control. Think of the effects on the United States economy if a chicken wing shortage were to break out during football season! Completely unacceptable.

Anyway.... to keep George Bush from accidently invading Texas... WAITAMINUTE!!! It all makes sense now. Oil and chicken farms!

I'm getting offtopic. Back to the matter at hand.

At the end of the day, all the "good" parts of a chicken seem to be consumed in the United States, leaving Japan with the rest. Do not be fooled into thinking that you can order a random chicken dish without understanding Japanese!!! During my stay I was delivered:
a) A kabob type dish(Yakitori) consisting of some sort of root, chicken liver (I think), and.... wait for it.... not kidding..... CHICKEN BONE. CHICKEN BONE WHICH WAS EATEN(although not by me).
b) A "hamburger" made out of pork. (Ok fine, they have us on that one).
c) Raw horse meat served sashimi style (to be discussed later, so stay tuned).

5. Believe that you will be able to use an ATM 24 hours/day.
In a country known for it's extensive use of robots, mobile phones, and animated pornography you might think that an ATM machine wouldn't be difficult to find. You (and I) would be wrong.

Now don't get me wrong.... there ARE ATM machines you can use with a US card. You simply can't use them after 5PM or on a holiday.

It's my personal belief that the Samauri were not truly defeated by the advent of guns as you might think from American films. They simply were too slow and jingly by being weighed down by the pounds of Yen required to survive in Japan. You can't compete against a ninja like that... cmon!

You can buy cigarettes, beer, HOT coffee in a can, and rumor has it ladies UNDERWEAR in vending machines all over the country.

Just keep in mind that those aren't homeless people you see begging on the streets...

They are simply waiting for the banks to open after the 4 day New Years holiday.

Stay tuned for more...
-Todd

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I'm Turning Japanese.

Posted by todd Sat, 12 Aug 2006 17:04:00 GMT





Ok fine, I'm not. Actually I'm becoming even more of a pasty white boy, due to my lack of time outdoors lately.

However, my friend Kay is VERY Japanese... and quite possibly the cutest thing...ever...

Apparently there are subtle differences between the US and Japanese versions of Mickey Mouse... such as the way the MouseKeteer theme song goes... and the location of mouse ears.

So, without further ado, here is Kayoko singing the hit single from her new album... Mickey Mouse. (She doesn't know about this website, so I'm safe).

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Hey Nao!

Posted by todd Tue, 20 Sep 2005 21:00:00 GMT



If it weren't for dumb jokes, I'd have no jokes at all.

The other night I met another of the waitresses at Kiyo's sushi, downstairs from my apartment. She said she recognized me, which I pointed out was probably because I basically live there, she said "No, you our special customer". Then she gave me some free edemame. Bonus!

Not one to turn down free soy beans, I accepted and we began to talk. Her name was Nao (Now), and she was a interior design major at the design college. Don't get your hopes up, the chance of an interior designer dating a guy who has a skateboard on his mantel aren't exactly high, but she was still a nice girl.

In addition to feeding me lots of beer, Nao spent her time explaining what the HELL was going on with the Japanese TV show we were watching. (The place wasn't exactly jumping.)

Japanese television is...odd. Actually, odd doesn't do it justice. Here's my amateur psychologist theory: Asian people are so socially and sexually repressed in public that they can't even look at you, but when they are on TV, it's just a camera. They really let loose. Like, bondage mixed with people in panda suits loose.

This isn't the first time I've noticed this. Once, on the way home from a vacation, I got stranded in Japan for an evening. In addition to pneumonia, I brought back the memory of what was clearly a public access show, where they were demonstrating how to properly whip your boyfriend (who was chained to the wall). Not that there's anything wrong with that. They seemed to enjoy it. Just not exactly Wayne's World.

ANYWAY... This show was fairly tame, but still odd. It involved a lot of singing by people in very tight clothing, which would be normal... except that every once in awhile Domo-Kun and his friends would show up on stage (Pictured above) and dance a lot. Also, the audience kept waving red and white flags, which I presume were for some form of voting. Oh, and the women liked to smack each other on the ass.

Overall, a great fucking show.

Nao had to go back to work so she left me for a bit, and when I was ready to order I said "Hey Nao!"... I instinctively repeated in my best Howard Stern voice "Hey Now!!!". That's when I choked on my beer.

Nao, as you would expect, didn't get the joke. Most likely you don't either. "Hey Now" is a Howard Stern tagline. She and just looked at me funny. There was no way to explain it, so I just let it go.

This is a stereotype, but bite me. Every Asian person I know is extremely impressed with my ability to drink....even when I haven't drank *that* much. This leads me to believe that Asians can't drink.

After two tall Asahi beers, Nao walked up to me and said "How much can you drink? You don't even seem drunk!". One difference is that I'm roughly 3x the size of Nao, and most other Asian women. Hell, I could probably eat an entire Asian woman. (Stay with me perverts) So it's really not a fair comparison. Also, I'm German, English, Irish, and something else I think... so... yeah.. it's in my blood.

Once, I had to drag my Malaysian friend Bonnie out of a bar, into a cab, and then carry her down the stairs into my apartment. She'd attempted to do all the shots my bartender friend had put in front of her. It didn't work out so well. (Don't tell her, but I also banged her head on the wall on the way down)

Hey, at least they are light!

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