My wife and I rode bikes to to this sushi place down overlooking harbor on saturday night*. I was tempted to order this sake:
ONI NO SHITAFURUI (TREBLING TONGUE OF DEMON) - Reminding of pine leaves and bamboo leaves. Refreshing mineral flavor. Dinple and smooth taste. Dry.
Once you get past laughing at the name, the engrish is pretty great too.
*Included to make me seem cooler than you
Also, there is this.
The Japanese are doing for potty training what Richard Simmons did for exercise.
And by what Richard Simmons did for exercise, I mean nothing. Except for making it a little creepier.
From TvinJapan
We know what not to do with the wii. Here are some positive suggestions on what you can do:
Iconfactory has created the Wii safety manual pages that didn’t make the cut.
Go here to see the original manual.
If you have read this blog long enough you might have noticed my love for all things Japanese (mostly commercials and pop groups). So you can picture my joy when someone posted scans from the Japanese Wii safety manual. And whats better than Japanese culture? Americans trying to interpret it.
How do the japanese solve world peace? No…not by a poop and pee with faces. Coffee drinks bring out the cowboy, native american (or pacific islander for that matter), samurai, nun and animal in all of us, together.
P.S. The song is a copy of a classic american ballad, something Frank Sinatra sang, I think, can’t put my finger on it though.
Leave it to the Japanese to put a little happy face on my pee and poo and turn it into a character. I’ve never envisioned the personification of my excrement as a happy little guy. I’ve always thought of him as a mean grumpy stubborn old man.
What do you think?
I have to say though it does make using the big boy potty seem fun.
A college cheerleading team in japan has started hiring out their services to motivate people in their everyday lives. While not the same as american cheerleading (see Bring It On) it does consist of some the same elements: shouting, girls in skirts and precise arm movement. Always having to outdo us (made that up) the Japanese added a disturbingly loud shouting man and taiko drums. Osamu Kuwazaki, a mid forties buisnessman, that seemingly is trying to be as stereotypical as possible, hired the services of the cheer team*.
Osamu’s reason for hiring the services:
I want vigorous cheering
So do I Osamu, So do I.
Video
*Italics added to make them sound like a band of superheroes
More japanese commercials.
Glad to see the Japanese hold the same stereotypes we do. The italian smoozer, the gay frenchie and the badass american.
There is a moment when the french guy turns and smiles at the camera. I paused it there and just laughed for a couple minutes.
I don’t know what this is advertising, but I know I want it.
EDIT: I get it…time is flying.
