Jinsei Wa Subarashi (Part 2)

Then after food.  What is left but to Karaoke? So that is where we went next.  In Japan, There are karaoke places ABSOLUTELY everywhere.  There is karaoke in bars sure, but the form that we were after consists of a building with several rooms that you rent by the hour or half hour with your friends with comfy chairs and huge TV monitors and you sing your heart out.  Sounds embarassing.  It isn’t.  Maybe you are a bad singer? No one cares.

 

So we belted out some Journey, some Mulan, and I watched the whitest girl in Tokushima rap her heart out.  Brief side note, there is nothing, (NOTHING) more awesome than watching a Japanese person sing a song in English.  It truly is one of the funniest/coolest things you will ever bear witness too.

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Part 1

This is part one of a massive post I am working on.  It is almost done, but is really too big for one post. So I broke it up.  Get to reading!

So I am Back

I know I haven’t written in ages and all of the loyal and true Broctivists have been crossing fingers and pressing Refresh, just hoping for an update as to my whereabouts, whyforalls, and withermetoos.

 

You know who you are! (Angie Morrison) (Joe Delpha)

 

In other news.  Japan has gotten much more enjoyable as of late.  For a while there I felt like an army ant with his antennae plucked, knee deep in peanut butter.  I will let your imagination sort out just what emotion that consists of.  I myself am not entirely sure, it just sort of sprung to mind and I just went with it.

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