I’m always there in spirit.

The great part about Japan is that the inane social system they have set up here forbids them from challenging your assertions and have to accept all your lies at face value.

Me: “Oh yes, it seems I forgot to stamp my hanko for last Friday. I’ll do it now.”

(Sucking through his teeth) JTE: “Ah yes, but, Kyoto-sensei does not, ah, remember you on Friday…”

Me: “Hmm…well he must be mistaken. I was definitely here…perhaps he didn’t see me because I might have been upstairs.”

(More teeth sucking)… (then he leaves)

Gut check

I just had a thought…maybe Americans are fat because the food actually tastes good.  I was tossing my bento out when one of the teachers looked at it and asked why I wasn’t eating the rest of the rice.

Why indeed.  Rice is the shit they would have given prisoners in the Middle Ages instead of bread and water, if only they had known about it.  That’s all there is to say about the edibility of rice.