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Am I secure now in Japan? Do I have my $%#! together? We’ll see. But will it be good in 10 years? Will I be happy? Who knows. Things are looking pretty good right now though.

News
15 die in video box fire
Sumo wrestler exposes the dark side of sumo
Rugby World Cup in Japan, maybe?
Banana diet is popular

Weather
Not much of a typhoon season
Clear skies

Current Events
So many festivals

Food and Drink
Happoshu is finally standard in Japan

Main Topic
Am I feeling secure now with good skills, jobs that want me, and a good family?

Music by the Yoshida Brothers (Mixed with drumline)

George Carlin ebonics
Psychotic Hotline

 
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I was sitting on the train yesterday and noticing two old ladies pointing and whispering to each other about me. They weren’t smiling or giggling, not that I would have been excited by it or anything, har har. But I was wondering what they were thinking. What could they be saying?

OK. I’ll be honest. I was drinking a beer on the way home from work. You got me. That’s it. They were thinking, “how could someone sit on the train and drink beer.” Despicable, right? nah. That couldn’t be it. So what could it be?

Or how about this one. I would love to ask an elderly person what they think I should do or not do now in order to have a nice retirement and death dive. I couldn’t ask the same question in America because of the religious overtones of everything. I would get answers like, “Love Jesus”, “Join the Elks club”, “Play bingo at the church”, and “Ask your grandma, she knows everything.” In Japan, the same question would return some pretty interesting answers I think; “Get in with the hospital staff so you can get tons of free medicine”, “Find someone’s kid you can spoil”, “Learn how to make young people feel guilty when there isn’t a seat on the bus”, and “Buy a Joba.”

Now if I could just understand old people Japanese, I might have a chance.


By Jay Alabaster

TOKYO - The world’s oldest man celebrated his 113th birthday on Thursday in southern Japan, telling reporters he wants to live another five years.

Tomoji Tanabe, who was born Sept. 18, 1895, received birthday gifts, flowers and $1,000 cash from the mayor of his hometown of Miyakonojo, on Japan’s southern island of Kyushu.

Tanabe told reporters he wants to live “another five years or so,” according to city spokesman Akihide Yokoyama. That was a slight downgrade from last year, when he said he wanted to live “for infinity.”

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No way! I’m outta here around 80….I used to say 70. :-)


Finally. I can see more work coming. Well, at least until next April when I lose a university. This life is sooooo up and down. If I don’t get a full time teaching position after completing my Masters, I’m going to be pretty upset. The rest of my life would be spent as a part time university teacher and wedding celebrant. Yeah, I’ll have 5 months vacation a year. But I’ll have to work every Saturday and Sunday, never know how much I am going to make from month to month, and never have a pension or paid health insurance.

For now, things are better. But what does the future hold.


I can’t drink the way I used, that’s for sure. These days if I drink more than seven beers and stay up past 2:00AM I am a wreck for a week. HAHA. I should be dead you say. Yeah, well, the average gaijin drinker in Japan does that on a regular Friday or Saturday night. If we’re going out with a group it may get up to 10 to 15 beers plus a stray shochu or whiskey or two.

Alcohol is a way of life here. Company men regularly go out drinking with coworkers after work for a time when they can talk freely about issues at work. They are almost excused for acting irresponsibly at this time. That’s why you hear drunken stories of falling asleep on the train or throwing up on the platform.

As for me. I’ve cleaned up my act. The days of wine and women have ended. It’s a clear road to the nursing home from here on out. I just hope they don’t lock the liquor cabinet after 2:00AM. I might be tempted to do a runner in my skivvies….woo hooooo