Gaijin-dough

Josh uploaded some shots from the show and the subsequent night out to his Flickr Page.

A few more notable dreams:

I want to be breaker. [’baker’, presumably.] I want to eat many people.

I want to be a common person. Why? I don’t want to be a king. But I like to be a common person. I will live in a usual house.

The kids are writing New Year’s resolutions as well. Most of them are along pretty predictable lines—”I want to study hard,” “I want to practice basketball,” etc., but every so often there’s a gem like this one, cribbed from an old proverb:

I will learn wisdom from the follies of others.

This week the second graders are writing about their dreams. I was just correcting their papers when I happened upon this gem:

What do you want to be when you grow up?

I want to be an office worker. Why?

I want to have a stable life.

I want to have a normal life.

I want to have a stable salary.

Sometimes the Japanese really seem to enjoy embodying their own stereotype.
I’ve been in the country long enough that I can certainly handle the ‘office worker’ part of that. It’s the idea of a thirteen-year-old worrying about financial stability and being normal (Ugh.) that makes me want to start handing out anarchist literature and copies of Futurist plays in the hallways.

Well this should be interesting…

Now someone tell me how to turn this thing off…

An open letter to my loan company. (There was a whole other tirade about them not letting me enter a foreign address (or even so much as a postal code that was more than five digits) or delete any characters in certain fields due to their elite Javascript foo that preceded this.):

Also, who was the network security wizard who thought up these gems for a secure password?

•Your password may be any combination of 6 to 10 letters and numbers.
•It can’t contain special characters (?&%$#@+=!’~, etc.)
•It can’t contain two separated numbers (i.e., Abc12ef34 would be invalid)

I am racking my brain to try and figure out how these limitations are possibly accomplishing other than encouraging people to use retarded dictionary word-based passwords, but I’m sure you must know what you’re doing. Glad to know you take protecting our accounts so seriously.

(P.S. - My password is ’superman69′. Am I doing this right?)

With geniuses like this looking after my social security number, I’m probably better off waiting for them to fuck up big time and tank a la Bear Stearns than bothering to pay them off.