Fair and Unfair

Things happen for reasons; at the same time, life is all about randomness and unfairness. Wait, but if life is unfair on everyone , isn't that fair?

Silly Textbook

My brother bought a English textbook yesterday. Looking inside, and I FDROTFL. (a.k.a. falling down, rolling on the floor laughing)
Here's some lines from the textbook.

• It hurts when I urinate.
• I wish my wife gave up drinking in the kitchen. 
• She has a weakness for men with lots of hair on their chests.
• She asked for morphine when she meant to ask for muffin.
• Hands off my chocolate!
• Hey, cop!
• Is he my junior?
• She's easy.

I was speechless.
Brother, I only hope you won't get the chance to use them.

Wisdom tooth

When only a tiny part of your body aches, you experience the difficulty of thinking normally.
You realize that human is made simple, yet human body itself is in the fragile balance among the every micro aspect of them.

Beautiful sky, lovely flowers, yummy sweets. I don't care.
Never though of this pain from a tiny wisdom tooth.

snowing

 

It was watery snow in the morning, and turned to powdery snow around noon, and since then the snow is only getting heavier and heavier. In few hours, there's a inch of snow layer. 

Looking out a window snow piling on trees, bushes, bicycles, streets and everything, watching the whole world is getting covered with snow, while I'm holding a warm coffee mug cup in a warm room. I love the things you can do only on a snowy day.

Mold attack

I was thirsty. I was too thirsty to check if it was still fine.
And here I am. Big time diarrhea. Sorry if you are in middle of lunch.
But can you imagine how sad to find out the mold on back of the top after you finish your drink out of a bottle?
Damn mold. You killer...

Scone

 

I've been into baking scones. Mom started first. She asked me to print out a recipe, so I gave her one. An hour later, she showed up with fresh-baked scones just out of oven on her hands, and it was so yummy. Crisp crust with a rich buttery flavor and light and fluffy texture. Enough reasons to bake them 3 times a week, right?

early 1900's

Breakfast at Tiffany's by Capote, All the men are sad, The Great Gatsby and The curious case of Benjamin Button by Scott Fitzgerald.

I had no interest in the works of this time called "Lost Generation." But maybe it was just a silly prejudice coming from my ignorance. Once you get to know the background of this time, those books would be worth much more. It could apply to any kind of art works such as movies, music, paintings, and more. For example, if you know the background of the book, you would see different aspects of the story and that would give you better understanding of the story. I have ignored art history, music history, and all kinds of history classes in college, but now I can see how much they are interesting and important, and regret that I didn't take classes seriously.

Full of Life!

I've been thinking of what the happy life is since I saw the video uploaded on the last post. The guy with curly blond hair, I know him. He is a very happy person. At least he looks so to most people I know. He has a great sense of humor and widely-open mind. He is always laughing and do the silly stuff with a serious face. He takes everything positive. I don't know. Maybe his mind is just so free. There seems to be nothing that would keep him from anything. Thinking of what he has been through, I feel like I can do anything. In his video, M.I.A.'s Paper Planes is used as back music, and actually the song is used in the movie Slumdog Millionaire. I took a peek at the trailer and seemed like a great movie. Something not related to our daily life. Something we could only imagine if we choose so. And something we could learn from a lot. The song, the video, the movie. I have some up-coming strong feeling for life. For happy life. It's just a matter of time to get the obscure imagery into shape.

Hallelujah of life!

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Uploading Pictures and Lamebook

I've been having a hard time to upload pictures on the blog. It says the capacity is taken up to maximum, but I have uploaded only few pics so far. How does it happen? Does anyone know?

And recently I've been into this website called Lamebook too much. It's hilarious. Some article bring good laughs. However, it also shows too stupid things or not appropriate jokes and pics, which I don't agree with. It shows unawareness of being in public and stupidness of American youths nowadays. I'm amazed that so many English-as-first-language people cannot spell correctly. Many cross a line because of their lack of conscience. Lamebook is warning us the profound social problems which is considered getting worse.

well...

I just found out that Russell in UP is actually modeled after Korean American boy. No wonder he looks like Greg. haha. He is voiced by Japanese American boy though.

Up

James said "Did you see UP yet?" and we were like "...no. what's that??" "what!? you guys haven't seen it yet!? oh my GOD. You've got to see it..."

So, we started to watch it. James is very famous among movie/computer games critics, so I was pretty sure it was a great movie, and there. I like it the best so far in Pixar works. The married life scene was so touching that we even went back to that chapter to watch it again after finished whole movie. A Wilderness Explorer, Russell, was so adorable. I later heard that he was modeled after an American born Japanese boy. Funnily, he looks so much like the manager I used to work for, and he was a Korean American guy. Some of you might know, yes, that's Greg. Russell reminded me of Greg so much, which brought me extra laughs.

Baby girl Musette was crying big time as BGM, we felt sorry for her. But I'm sure, she would enjoy that movie when she grows up!

Christmas Illuminations

I went see the Christmas illuminations for the first time (and possibly the last too) in this year. Since it was in suburb area in Tokyo, Tachikawa, I didn't expect much, but it turned out to be the best I've ever seen before! Their biggest decoration was the Champagne glass tower which was like 4 or 5 meters height and water coming down from its top. Besides that, huge area of the park was decorated so beautiful that I forgot that it went down below zero Celsius that night.

Sigunature? Right.

Here's pretty awkward Japanese thing.
The other day, a banker came in and asked me to sign on the paper which does do with my account changes or something. So I did. And he looked at it and was like "Oh, I meant your FULL NAME in KANJI." I was like What the hell? You said and even paper says "signature here." Why don't you just say so in the first place then?

Supernatural

I at some point of my life begun to believe in supernatural things, or in other words, I realized that those things are not like what I thought before. For example, in the situation that everything around you starts giving you a clue of something, you tend to think it's coincident and almost like miracle or some kind of grater force is affecting you; however, I believe that YOU are the cause of everything. In that kind of situation, YOU care about something and that is always in your mind no matter if you realize it, so that your mind picks up things related to what's in your mind around you unconsciously and that makes you think that they somehow happen to come into your life which could be called by some people supernatural or miracle or coincident. This can apply to most of the things called supernatural such as "ki", cancer which was healed miraculously, charms and so forth. This is totally part of holism. I am so interested in that now.

Grand Prix of Figure Skating Final

She was like a real last living Cleopatra on the ice rink. It's ashamed as a Japanese, but it was the first time for me to watch Miki Ando actually skating on the ice. I didn't expect much from the performance for that reason, and she just completely took away that idea from me last night.

Not only her but all the skaters (or should I say performers/entertainers/professionals?) and their performances were so moving. Their total expression was speechless. And Mikity. Oh my god. She even gave me goose bumps. Her Cleopatra made me feel like somehow I was time-tripped to B.C.. I re-recognized that human and art could make people feel that way. What a beautiful thing. 

MoMo by Michael Ende

This book has been in my book shelf since I was little. I remember it as a good story but not any details. So I re-read it after more than a decade.

And it turned out to be a really great story with lots of wisdom and knowledge. This book is originally published in 1970's in Germany for young ages, but I believe it's more for ages of mine. Because when I was a kid, it was still a good story with some exciting adventures, but what the author truly want to tell you could be understood only by the ones who started to lose their time just like the ones in the story. I mean I want more adults to read this great book, not just kids.

Michael must have had great insight and excellent foresight just like Hayao Miyazaki. He must have been trying to warn children who will build the world in the future about the danger they would face sooner or later. 

Once a year...

Instead of Thanksgiving Day, Ginkgo festival is held at the end of November in my hometown. This is the biggest festival in a year in this area, and my house is right in front of the main square. All the stores around here close for weekend and have different kinds of booths. My mom is always in charge of the booths in front of our house. I was selling hot drinks like coffee and tea. And there was a guy from Morocco selling Moroccan hand crafts like house shoes made with goat leather which mom loves. And next to the Moroccan guy, a Korean man was selling several different kinds of Kimchee. And the other side of my booth, there was a whole family members selling "ama-sake" which is made of sake lees but not alcohol and very sweet taste. There are some kids too.

Normally there are not many things to see around this area but only this time of the year, lots of people come to see this festival. From very early morning to after sunset, I play with kids, talk to customers, have some friends visit me, and go out to get special foods for festivals like takoyaki, yakisoba, and oden. I just talk so much all day non-stop. At the end of the day, I get really tired and my throat hurts, but I feel very satisfied. Maybe because talking is good for ones, maybe the festival makes me get high. 

food self-sufficiency

Japan's food self-sufficiency ratio is one of the lowest in the world. This is almost the worst in the top developed countries. It was 73% in 1965 and since then getting only lower and now it came down to about 40%. The main factor I think is the bad condition for farmers.
After the high-growth period of the 1970s, a huge number of farmers moved to cities, and vast area of fields for farming transformed into housing and industrial land. Young manpower is in short and only older workers left. Cheaper food from Asian countries come into Japan, so that safer but expensive domestic products are not welcome really. Young people don't want to be farmers because it's not stylish. Farmers' population keep getting small.

Though Japanese people are now crazy about ECO and organic/natural products, Japan's food mileage is the world highest, adding a large amount of CO2 into the global atmosphere. People in Japan are tend to look at things only you can actually see. But some people start realizing what's underneath it. I want people to get it little deeper and think about it. Why they like organic products. Why ECO is so big now. Not only complain about the U.S. military bases in Japan, but how the food self-sufficiency affect the bases. 

A lazy sunday morning...

What I love is a lazy sunday morning.

Waking up with beautiful sunshine through the big window. Make sure it's sunday in my half-awake head. Realizing I can go back to sleep, smile on my face. Check out my buddy still sleeping next to me peacefully. Replace my head to his shoulder. Pressing myself against his arm. Now he is slowly awaken. Looks at me and smile, then kiss on my forehead.

Spending all morning in bed, snuggling, cuddling, and laughing out loud eventually, happiness is all around us.

When we realize how hungry we are, we finally get out of the bed with agreeable lassitude and go grab some burritos.

What a lovely lazy sunday.