Food Food EVERYWHERE!!!

Herro Again Everyone,

I feel its time to talk a bit about food. I can at least mention it once or twice, considering Japanese T.V. likes to talk about food on 95% of its shows (There are dramas dedicated to food and dishes are even brought out in the middle of variety shows to be tasted. To which the response is ALWAYS 'oishii' or 'umai' - get used to hearing that).

Just a note to any vegetarians out there, you have to be REALLY specific when you ask if there is meat in something. One of my favorite encounters went something like "is there meat in this?" "no, just cheese and ham".... "..what?" And if the meal description says 'mushroom and tomoato', they may or may not have forgotten to mention the fish they put in.

Anyways, if you walk outside in any city you can see lots of plastic food. Its common for restaurants to display preserved or plastic food outside the restaurant so you can see what you are in for before you enter. Many restaurants have menu's outside as well. BENRI! The photo is of plastic parfaits from hirakata's finest love hotel.

Some other important things to know are that Japanese pizza typically has mayonaise on it - and its delicious! Yeah, I said it.
Also parfaits have corn flakes in them, OISHII !!!!

ホストクラブ 2

Hey hey,

I recently got some disturbing, interesting, and fictional news concerning host clubs. A recent CSI episode featured a Japanese style host club in Las Vegas. Hearing this kind of made me skeptical so I did a little research (and so did my roommate) and I am here to report that this was merely a topic for the show and there are no host clubs in Vegas. At least not the kind of host club that exists in Japan. It sounds like the CSI episode was getting most of their information from The Great Happiness Space, which I once again suggest you buy.

I honestly don't think a Japanese host club would even work in America. One main reason girls go to host clubs is for attention and conversation (and of course some go for sex too). These girls are not getting attention, or not getting the right kind of attention, in their daily life. These girls typically work in the sex industry and get bad attention from customers and little attention outside of work because of there job. But, as my friend Rob put it, 'what american girl needs more attention?' And who wouldn't talk to a stripper in America? All a girl needs to do is go to a bar for 3 minutes in America and a conversation will start.

I am a little relieved that America doesn't have Japanese host clubs. American host clubs would all too quickly become a house of heroine and whores. I'll just stick to working in Japanese host clubs!

I'm kidding....for now

These are a few of my favorite things...

Hey all, 久しぶり, its been a while.

I have been busy moving in to a new place for the summer, and also busy enjoying the greatest place on planet earth. I was trying to make a new list of Japanese innovations and cool aspects of Japanese culture. It is getting much harder for me to make these lists because everything is becoming so futsuu -normal. Everyday I find new conveniences with my cell phone and they are amazing me less and less. For instance, I washed my clothes this morning in a laundry mat with my good friend and he just typed in his phone number into the machine so it called him when the laundry was done. Menus (and even actual cooked dishes coated in plastic) outside of restaurants are extremely common. You ever heard of a things called Wii and Playstation?? Thats Japan baby. One thing that never ceases to amaze me is, of course, the women. But you knew I was going to say that.

Anyways, I found some youtube teasers of some of my favorite things: some Japanese clothing and music. The music is actually a southpark clip, but never mind that.

http://jp.youtube.com/watch?v=3bTkIHfEmHE
http://jp.youtube.com/watch?v=ii2Yh6wn3tQ

P.S. I'm famous

Typical Day

This morning I rolled off my futon on to my tatami mat. I got dressed, jumped on my bicycle and saw 30 attractive women on my way to school. I ate delicious vegetable noodles, rice, and salad for less than 400 yen (about 4 dollars) and payed for it with an 1-man bill (about a hundred dollar bill). I then left to go to Osaka (a city that is always full of surprises and beautiful women) by a train, that showed up exactly when it was supposed to....

I might have to finish this later. This story does not end in Soapland, I promise. I'm just trying to politely tell you all that I'm never going back (to america)...much love