…to talk about something else finally. You don’t need me to talk about the election, it happened as it should have, lets forget about it and wait until we all hate the new guy. Although I do appreciate his apparently amazing timing, he’s just in time to stop another potential cold war. Ooh, that rascal Medvedev and his cheeky sidekick Putin (or vice-versa as it may be) what will they get up to next? Scrumping apples from the Ukraine? Dog poo on the doorstep of China? Who’s to say?
Still though, I hope this is one of those problems that Barack Obama can solve by simply not being a raging imbecile.
In local news, Mayumi is still pregnant and showing no signs of giving up the habit. We have some of those weird stomach scan pictures which show nothing in particular save some white blobs on a black background. I will see if they scan, I’ll add in some detail myself to try and improve the impact they have, as I think only girly girls really go all squealy when they see small ill-defined white blobbery.
After reading that last paragraph it occurs to me that as an upcoming father it’s possible I’m unacceptably ill informed as to certain aspects of technical jargon relating to birthing.
In national(ish) news, one certain way to win foreign policy brownie points is to share the name of a foreign city. We salute you, people of 小浜市.
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Do you think the McCain campaign vet anything before they throw it out there? Or is that part of being a Maverick?
The debate yesterday was great fun, frankly it was the only one worth watching, and it was mostly thanks to McCain, both for his ramped up aggressiveness, which worked well early on making him look assertive and presidential, but made him look like an angry old man in the latter stage as “No Drama Obama” just yawned off a lot of what was being thrown at him. Watch one of the inifinite replays if you can; the format was much more interesting that the previous two.
Todays zen:
Kenta: Hey, Gareth, do you know Maho?
G: The Maho in my selection class I’ve been teaching for over two years? The Maho in your class of 17 that I visit two times a week? The only Maho in a school of 50?
Kenta: Yes.
G: Yeah, I recall her.
Kenta: She loves you.
G: Oh really? Well I’m married.
Kenta: Your clothes are cool today, she’ll be pleased.
G: Your clothes are ….. completely normal. I’m sure she won’t give a rats ass.
In other news, I really really need to focus my mental powers on constructing a decent AGoT deck. I spent a while staring at my cards last night trying to find inspiration but nothing came, a recent trouncing at the hands of Theo and the oddly handy Terence left me floundering desperately for some kind of wild strategy.
Today in politics, nothing you didn’t already know:
I’m going to miss Cindy McCain when the campaigns are over and done with.
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YES:
I got offered a contract lasting until August of 2010 in this job. This is good news, I’d like to try and ride out the impending recession in relatively secure local government employ. According to the contracting manual, the offer of a fourth year means I have performed my job to an “exceptional level”. However, what it actually means is that I’m not terrible enough to justify spending around 500,000+ yen plus paperwork on a new ALT when extending my contract is free (it’s a little complicated, but it involved subsidies etc. for the town management). I’m not surprised by the positive development, but it doesn’t stop me being pleased about it. I figure if I can manage to extend it all through to August 2011 my Japanese will be pretty fluent (it damn well should be).
NOOOO!:
My Playstation 3 is broken. Yup, had it less than a month and already the laser has stopped working. The irritating thing about this is, whilst its still under warranty. It’s one of those irritating “send to maker” warranties, the store I bought it from won’t touch it. I suppose I should feel lucky, over all the consoles and computers I’ve ever had it is the only time I have ever had any kind of problem. Still, irritating none the less, I’m currently in the middle of enjoying being a crime lord in GTA4.
Yay?:
An extension of NOOOO really. Of course, as a result of the PS3 non-functionage I have to phone the technical help line in Japanese. Whilst my Japanese is decent I didn’t really want to have to go through the pains of negotiating with a help centre flunky in any language other than English. However, with little choice in the matter I went ahead and did it, and it went quite well I think. I managed to explain the problem and arrange a pick up and repair dealy, so yay for me. I’m now officially competent enough to return broken video games consoles.
..meh..:
The Presidential debate was an anti-climax; no one really talked about anything at all save the same pre-scripted splurge we’ve heard for weeks. I don’t think either candidate really came out on top, McCain seemed to finish slightly stronger but he did get blind-sided by Obama when he turned McCain’s “he doesn’t understand” jab into a chide about how “the thing he doesn’t understand is why we went to war with a country unrelated to 9/11″. Aside from that and one or two other moments it was a terrible dull affair, although I really do think that Barack Obama should adopt the use of “That One” or perhaps morph it into “The One” or something like that. Jonny Mac did him a favour I think, check out this website.
So apparently reglular inebriation can help stop arthritis according to Sweden. A good stiff two fingers here and there could stop you getting stiff fingers in general. Great news for those of us who are willing to overlook liver, brain, heart damage and increasing risk of various cancers. But what I want to know is how the devil just “asking people” if they drink and have arthritis is much of a test? By the same logic I could probably link love of monkeys to brain tumours if I so wished (taking blood tests to rule out any genetic risk factors). Either way, as a man who has a penchante for the occaisional smattering of the sauce, I’ll take any good news as I can get it.
I’ve added a new string to my bow today, from next week I have to start going to music class. Why? Because they want to sing English songs. I pointed out that if they wanted to sing English songs could they simply not listen to a CD or something? That way at least the singer wouldn’t be appalling. Any idiot can learn how to sing terribly.
Obama won the democratic nomination (about 2 months ago), and now the debate is: “Who should his running partner be?” . Predictably the majority have gone for Hils, but there are plenty of other likely candidates for the presidency that should be given careful thought to before a final decision is made. For me there’s really only one real candidate for the job
EDIT: Wasting time at the office so I made another.
The day after being freed from the chains of almost cancer I got to spend my saturday celebrating in style by fishing in the rain, in the dawn twilight of the morning at Junior high school a million miles away. I don’t have any rain gear either so I was basically in a soaking wet fleece and jeans catching fuck all save a cold and having my jubilation generally ruined. The alternative to fishiing however was doing regular class work – regular classwork with the grade that are less fun than your average salad onion. Amazing that almost catching pneumonia can be the lesser of two evils. At least I got Monday off.
Happier news, it looks like Obama is on his way to winning the democratic nomination. Having been named the “likely candidate” by the party chief and stolen some of Hilary’s super delegates, specifically those with healing factors I’m told. You know a campaign is on its last legs when people at your campaign rallys turn out dressed like this.
Actually, Hilary isn’t looking at the shirt, she’s just a massive lesbian. Mind your eyes you dirty lezzer.
