another day at the sushi ranch
This isn't necessarily Tokyo / Japan info or even slant, only me and my wee lassie are currently here so what the hell. Tempura may get a mention, the odd shrine, my inability to either capture the fullness of Mount Fuji in a camera lens or climb it. Mostly it'll be politics, life, film, the perils of writing a novel, and if I get badly drunk I might even throw in a poem.
I'm going through a dip in fitness right now, though the g-friend would say it looks more like a trough. Am starting to look like Frank Cannon, or Les Dawson, who is / was nearer to my Yorkshire roots and like me, can / could gurn with the best of them. Have joined a gym but not got across the threshold yet. It's all looking a bit daunting, all those machines, all that blue water. I haven't been in a swimming pool this century.
The g-friend had an interview with an American the other day for a specialist part time teaching job. He used phrases like 'fasten your seatbelt, this is going to be a bumpy ride' as if he was in his own Hollywood action film. He talked about his team of people as if they were some sort of elite SAS commando squad, sent out on perilous grammar operations. It's always amusing and excrutiating in equal doses when you meet people who are so full of themselves, so stuck in a world of cliche. You can look at these people in the eye really close and ... there's nothing happening in there.
G-friend's birthday today. She got chocolate buttons so she's happy for now. She got a birthday card from her Ma with a 'hand-crafted look', which must be the new thing now in England, or in America where it originated. I have grave doubts about anything American to be honest, especially since they voted for the world's creepiest cretin, twice. Or rather the first time it was the supreme court, and the second time it was a mixture of the rabid god squad who turned out in huge salivating numbers, and simple Americans who thought they felt safer with the candidate whose eyes are way too close together, and who got them in the mess to begin with.
This' keeping America safe' thing is a laugh, like they've all forgotten whose watch it was in Sept 2001. And all the information was on his desk, for the entire month of August in fact, but George, bless him, took that particular month off. Good one America, we can always count on them to stick their heads up their asses when it comes to logic, reason and common sense.
Off to bed.

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