Goddammit, Japan.
Translation courtesy of some person on Livejournal. Click to zoom.
Read from top right to bottom left:
SFX = Sound Effect
Thomas!
Thomas!SFX: Po!
I’m coming up from behind!
Wh.. What are you doing James?!
Let’s make a connection!
SFX: Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh !!!
We’re linking! (lit. coupling, get it?)
James!
SFX: ZUN! (like, zoom)
Now I’m coming up from behind too!
SFX: hoon hoon hoon
So that’s what it’s like!
SFX: shuppo shuppo shuppo
Oooh! What a dream connection!
SFX: Oh Oh Oh
Can we make ‘elite’ not a dirty word again?
Rep. John Duncan, a Tennessee Republican, said that it seems “rather elitist” that people with academic degrees in health think they know better than parents what type of sex education is appropriate. “I don’t think it’s something we should abandon,” he said of abstinence-only funding.
Yes, elitism is people who have studied things extensively using facts to support their positions that may oppose those positions of those who are uneducated and lack facts. Thanks, Tennessee!
I’m not going to vote anymore.
Jesus. I’m done.
Airports and a hatred there of.
It can hardly be a coincidence that no language on Earth has ever produced the phrase, ‘as pretty as an airport.’ Airports are ugly. Some are very ugly. Some attain a degree of ugliness that can only be the result of a special effort.
-Douglas Adams
As I write this, I have essentially been held hostage by the Sky Harbor International Airport for the last 8 hours or so. I was assured (much to my great skepticism) that an early morning stand-by flight to Los Angeles would not be difficult to arrange. This proved to be incorrect.
After spending all day hustling from terminal to terminal to try and squeeze onto an already oversold flight, I misplaced my original, flimsy, self-check-in Boarding Pass. Upon asking a lovely customer service rep (who, much to her own chagrin, immediately forgot where I was traveling to) to reprint it for me, I found out that I had been rebooked and apparently seated on a flight that left three hours previously.
This was obviously some news to me. I wondered briefly about the tenuous link between mind and body, and how it might be severed, but my even in my sleep-deprived state I was fairly certain that nearly all of me was still inside of the Airport.
So now I’m on stand-by on the (of course) oversold flight for which I was originally ticketed. Luckily, I am also booked on a flight that leaves 2.5 hours after mine. Which means that I could have easily driven to Los Angeles, realized I forgot my wallet, driven back to Phoenix and hopped on that flight back to Los Angeles with plenty of time to ruin my diet at Cinnabon.
I imagine this will make the next inevitable tax-funded airline bail-out all the more galling.
Grudgingly added section to enhance positivity follows:At least they didn’t put me through the gamma-ray/laser-beam strip search machine.
Boredom + camera tape
This is what happens when the unisex sign on the men’s bathroom gets uncovered. I valiantly stepped in and fixed it up.
Timelords only:
Oy.
New Apartment!
Finally got everything nice and tidy. What d’ya think?
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