Dedicated to the premise that life would be better if we all took ourselves a little less seriously.
So...I took Whitney's advice and hoisted a few too many brews last night while I hung out with my friend who just got back from touring Japan with his band. In case you're wondering, my life is not half as cool as I thought it was before I went out last night.
How about a few highlights of life on tour in the Land of the Rising Sun...
Okay...Japanese girls were throwing their shit at him/them by the hundreds...They ate a $10,000 meal after of one their shows at a sushi restaurant in Tokyo...Japanese kids love hardcore as evidenced by the fact that every one of their shows was sold out (5-10,000 capacity)...things work a little differently in the reocrd biz over there, the head of their label in Japan was carryign their luggage when they arrived in Tokyo. according to my friend, he absolutely refused to let them do any of the work and toted all their bags int their hotels.Plenty of other things as well but those were the first ones that popped in my head.
I may be alone on this one, but being pelted by strange women's feces is not what I consider cool. If, on the other hand, I know and like the woman....
Rhym-o likes tons of sick shit (pun half-intended), but I guess poop-tossing isn't one of them...
I'm with Rhyme but, I think we all know the Japs are sick, sick bunch of people.
But, as Reggie White taught us, the Japanese are inventive and can turn a television into a watch.
I never knew that "Mark" was actually Bill Parcells...
No offense to no Orientals or nuthin'
Guys, I hate to be the blog police, but you're going to want to steer your browsers to here if you need to mix casual racist epithets into your wisdom.
Okay, if you want to revel in the lowest form of lowbrow humor -- as I am ashamed to say I have been doing most of the day -- go watch this 10 second video.
i can't believe i'm a) watching a rays game that doesn't involve the red sox and b) actively rooting against the rays.
Whit sure does enjoy cross-promotion.
Certainly more than cross-training, just slightly more than cross-dressing.
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