Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Mantas in Engrish Hats

It has come to my attention that some people don't love Engrish hats, so here is a Manta ray! Now let's ponder where all of these hats come from. Is "Blowing" a lesser-known borough?
Look at the water glisten around this Manta. If you send the pictures to an NGO website, they identify it for you by the dotted pattern!
Did someone say glisten?
Here is me trying to develop an intimate manta friendship. Actually, it's just to show the relative size.
It's not easy to take good pictures in the depths.
Barry over-exerted himself diving around mantas with his GoPro.
My slogan for GoPro: an inferior camera which attaches to stuff to take videos no one wants to see.
Barry's slogan for GoPro:
And, well, I could think of anything Manta-related for this one. In fact, I couldn't think of how to incorporate a neutre hat into my life at all!

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Stuffed Bananas and Taco Rice

It was Taco Rice and Banana Stuffing day at Mark and Joe's, a big event! It starts with the humble pouring of soju.
Taco Rice, a Japanese-American food from Okinawa, is exactly what it sounds like, and is delicious!
I was worried Barry was doing it wrong, but actually it's traditional Eurasian food, so no problem.
We were very thankful to Mark and Joe for hosting us!
Mark got us a Japanese banana stuffer for Christmas, as shown. Naively, we hadn't realized that bananas could, or should be stuffed. After reading the instructions in Japanese, we followed the simple, and messy, steps.
First, put chocolate or other stuffing into the specific applicator, and use the end-nubbin to remove the banana stem and top.
Then, extrude the banana middle. We figured Barry was meant to eat those.
Finally, refill hole with chocolate goo.
While this was a marvel of Japanese Engineering, Mark wondered if there was maybe an easier way...

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Sanitary Type and Loosely Type

Disposable underwear, now in sanitary type (my preference), and loosely type (for Barry).
In some Japanese stores, there is so much Engrish that you can get double Engrish! Here, "Oh my god, keep love, ok ok, kiss me", is next to a mirror which loves make up more than my darling or "..."
Speaking of mirrors, you can either have the lame mirror, or the one with suckers. Notebooks, like those below, always have opinions to share.
This notebook suggests it might be useful, as long as you use proper sentences.
This memo pad is sure it's useful, but can't quite explain how.
Finally, this notebook has interesting views on France.
My opinion is that we should all focus more on the spirit of whirling.
This apron comes on way too strong, and cries when you remove it.
Today, I was courteous with my time, as I drank from my Sunny Day jar.
This Vinyl Pouch is quite anxious about being purchased, it seems.
Like some people I know, this bag has a lot of opinions and advice, some of which seem to conflict.
Suggested title for the next Bieber hit?
Introducing the new Monotone fad diet: Slow and healthy time eaten out of a mug!
I might stick with the Glit and Brillia mug instead, since it has a tasty production process.
Weekends are great, but don't forget about Saturday.
Luckily, this shirt didn't provide much detail about this type of sport.
Storage can be thoughtful and uplifting.
And, well, I do love my face smoothening rollers. I think Hoho Ago is the best brand I've seen, too!

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Dormant Volcanoes and Raw Chicken

We went to see a volcano erupting, but it turned out to just be a little mountain.
The helpful museum told us that the volcano erupted 737 times last year, but only 46 this year, so we were suckers. We went to the grocery store to drown our sorrows.
We couldn't decide between the 2 gallon plastic jug of whiskey, or hotel bread.
We looked for solutions where the fruit gather.
Naturally, we settled on some white mush.
I refreshed myself with the free mask provided by the hotel, which was not fussed with traditional amenities.
And then we went out for some raw chicken, the local specialty.
It tasted like, well, chicken.
Everything was better when we found the world's best Sake/Schochu menu! I had the "horse with a spectacular sweetness of strong", while Barry had the "I will tell you generous climate and nostalgia".
Even the toilet cooperated.
After dinner, we found the world's favourite playground.
Where some stuff was spread, including exciting space.
And some animals were trapped in glass cages.