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I feel I'm overdue for one of these, but even if I'm not, humor me!
So Tokyo was interesting. It was the first time I've been there, and everything to do with the movie went well. Businesswise, the highlight of the trip was Adam Beach hitting his teeth with the mic in front of an audience at the premiere. I just stood by him and LOLed. But aside from the work thing, I managed to slip out with Adam and a couple others to see the streets of Tokyo. I used to think it was a run-of-the-mill carbon copy New York City, but boy was I wrong, in some places it's like Disney World on crack. This is the city part, which is pretty close to where we had the show, and it's a pretty cool part of town with interesting people running around. The place was smaller than I thought, it was pretty near Harajuku aka Gwen Stefani's Wonderland. There, I found my favorite store ever. I loved the window display even more. I also loved the signs on the streets. I shopped for some of y'all there, ahem. And the stores make some interesting use of the English language. And most everybody's dressed all ghetto, funny enough.
But I left all that. Damn it.
Anyway I'm baaack, preparing to swoon over Elisha Cuthbert for money. And after the thing with Elisha finishes, I'm supposedly moving onto J.Lo. I hope "Taco Flavored Kisses" will be somewhere in the soundtrack. That's one lyrically genius track.
By the way, I hope some of you had a chance to go see Flags of Our Fathers. Regardless of who you are and what you do, I think it's important to go see a movie like this to discover a little something about other people, and in turn a bit about yourself. It's more than just entertainment, Clint was wise in using it as a medium to say something. Which is what the arts really are about, something we forget these days. Anyway, I hope you give it a go see.
I think my dog is evolving into some superhuman being. He's like one of those X-Men people with the superpower thing to send brainwaves to people and talk to them through telepathy. That said, I came home to him the other day after nearly a month of leaving him with my folks. Upon meeting him, I was like "Sup," and he was like, "Be-yotch." He didn't literally say that, otherwise I'd be filthy rich by now. No, he has this uber-powerful look in his eye, you'd think he was listening to all the tips those photographers give out on Top Model. And earlier this evening, I was in the kitchen cooking something, and he picks up his food bowl and just slams it down onto my bare feet. Needless to say, it hurt like a mother because as I learned in high school science, metal plus big toe equals explosive pain. I looked down, and he still had that look in his eye, visually saying "Be-yotch." And I was like "Sup," and he was like, "I just slammed yo' foot with my empty food dish, whatchu think is up?" Sigh, my dog.
BEWITCHED RERUNS, OMG.
So Tokyo was interesting. It was the first time I've been there, and everything to do with the movie went well. Businesswise, the highlight of the trip was Adam Beach hitting his teeth with the mic in front of an audience at the premiere. I just stood by him and LOLed. But aside from the work thing, I managed to slip out with Adam and a couple others to see the streets of Tokyo. I used to think it was a run-of-the-mill carbon copy New York City, but boy was I wrong, in some places it's like Disney World on crack. This is the city part, which is pretty close to where we had the show, and it's a pretty cool part of town with interesting people running around. The place was smaller than I thought, it was pretty near Harajuku aka Gwen Stefani's Wonderland. There, I found my favorite store ever. I loved the window display even more. I also loved the signs on the streets. I shopped for some of y'all there, ahem. And the stores make some interesting use of the English language. And most everybody's dressed all ghetto, funny enough.
But I left all that. Damn it.
Anyway I'm baaack, preparing to swoon over Elisha Cuthbert for money. And after the thing with Elisha finishes, I'm supposedly moving onto J.Lo. I hope "Taco Flavored Kisses" will be somewhere in the soundtrack. That's one lyrically genius track.
By the way, I hope some of you had a chance to go see Flags of Our Fathers. Regardless of who you are and what you do, I think it's important to go see a movie like this to discover a little something about other people, and in turn a bit about yourself. It's more than just entertainment, Clint was wise in using it as a medium to say something. Which is what the arts really are about, something we forget these days. Anyway, I hope you give it a go see.
I think my dog is evolving into some superhuman being. He's like one of those X-Men people with the superpower thing to send brainwaves to people and talk to them through telepathy. That said, I came home to him the other day after nearly a month of leaving him with my folks. Upon meeting him, I was like "Sup," and he was like, "Be-yotch." He didn't literally say that, otherwise I'd be filthy rich by now. No, he has this uber-powerful look in his eye, you'd think he was listening to all the tips those photographers give out on Top Model. And earlier this evening, I was in the kitchen cooking something, and he picks up his food bowl and just slams it down onto my bare feet. Needless to say, it hurt like a mother because as I learned in high school science, metal plus big toe equals explosive pain. I looked down, and he still had that look in his eye, visually saying "Be-yotch." And I was like "Sup," and he was like, "I just slammed yo' foot with my empty food dish, whatchu think is up?" Sigh, my dog.
BEWITCHED RERUNS, OMG.