Archive for: February 2008

This morning, I randomly found myself in Kyoto.

It dawned on me that living in the heart Osaka can sometimes deprive a boy of all things

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There’s nothing cuter than seeing one of those Japanese primary schoolers (elementary, my dear Watson, you were never a Yank) riding on one of those cute unicyclethingies, right?

Right.

But there’s nothing more ruddy irritating than not

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I know this might be enough to have most Japanese people up in arms, but I really do have to sing the praises of natto toast.

Especially in Kansai, people are usually sent squirming by

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