Catching Up

Wednesday 7/19/06

I waited out the whole day for my sushi dinner that has been in the making since I arrived. In the afternoon, I took Diki out for a walk. Then we ventured to the city for SUSHI. It was a very small and elegant resturant. My host family says its the best sushi in Osaka. I tried things that were not on the menu and things that did not even have a name. Name or no name...it was damn tasty. Afterwards, we picked up some cream puffs and ice candy (ice cream). When we got back to the house to eat the goodies, Eri, my host sister put some dry ice in a bowl of water while we feasted on the sweet goodness. I do not know what the dry ice was about but it was pretty awesome. It felt like my birthday.

I also went to the 100 yen store (its the dollar store) and bought some soop. My body wersh will not lather here.

Thursday
Rain
Rain
Rain

next....

Friday

I watch CNN at breakfast (CNN and FOX are the only stations in English) and in southern Japan there are some pretty damn freakish mudslides going on. I am just glad it aint here.

Bright and early-7 am, Diki's trainer drops by for a session. Poor Diki. He has selective memory like I do. Later in the day we had a LABO function at the house. I felt like Joan Cleaver. We sang songs and made crafts. No comments from the peanut gallery. Anyhoo...while the chil'ren were making oragami I was partaking in a Tea Ceremony. It's very similar to that scene in the Karate Kid where Daniel-san is in Okinawa and he's crushing on the cute Japanese girl. They have this tea ceremony and turn the bowl three times. I digress. The tea in this tea ceremony is a big thumbs down. It's green AND opaque. There was some kind of gummy shit at the bottom of the bowl. I just couldn't do it folks. No offense...I just couldn't.

So to introduce myself to the women, my host mom suggested I show them my photos off my laptop. These 30 something married with children women kept wanting to see more pictures of Christopher and Matthew. They were very disappointed to find our their age. Also, having a pool like I have translates into me being very rich. Someone forgot to send me the memo.

Something my host mom said that was interesting:

"American women seem to be very proud of their chest."
(We were watching 90210)

I am going to leave that one alone.

So I was trying to get to bed Friday night after all the festivites when I heard this noise. At first, I thought it was crying babies (not a dead crying baby, Matthew. I am sorry, hon, I just couldn't resist). OF course I freaked out because I was thinking about this time that I read about a serial killer in the US who used a recording of a crying baby to lure women outside of their house. Then I thought back to all the horror movies I had seen. I did some statistics in my head concerning black people in a foreign country with big curiousities for the unknown, and I decided to stay put. If I decided to be dumb I could end up on CNN hanging from a cherry blossom tree gutted like a fish. I looked around for a feasible weapon... a liter of coke and a hairdryer. Unprepared yet again. So I laid there with my eyes wide open for awhile. Then something hit my window. I jumped up...hit my head on the hanging lamp and running my shin into the low table. FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK. So I fell to the ground and listened for awhile....

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Two CATS. Doing to the do. Apparently Japanese cats having sex sound like American crying babies. Where was Diki in all this?

Don't laugh.