Outsourcing the pencil job. Or should I say “out saucing”?
Junya, an old friend came by
Loki and his Koko Brown
My face in Face
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Guess which country just won the ice hockey championship?
Ground Control to Major Tom
BBQ
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The lazy approach to getting a glow going
The world seen through a pair of 100 yen glasses
All these happy people. Could only mean one thing. Fart jokes.
Rick swung by Japan and on his last day here we had a little bbq at my
place. About 12-15 or so in total which is about the limit my place
can house. Pics of Rick working the tiny, and cute, grill on the
balcony. Anything larger would spook the neighbors.
Second pic is Anthony, Rick’s 15 y-o nephew. And my &.
Nice weather = b.b.q..
Rain, also, = b.b.q..
Charcoal leftovers from last week equals another grilling session. Yesterday in pictures:
Update:
After some (a few of them hillarious) inquires about the backdrop, let me explain:
we’re not urban explorers. This is simply the club/activity-rooms on campus.
There’s tons of them, and the general tone is that of a festival. Except without the cleaners. And you know what that means to these young hooligans (that includes me)? Yes, that’s right, the occasional Woodstock 99-styled fires accompanied with screaming leaps over them.
Back to the room talk:
From one room there’s a punk-rock group playing, the other houses bongo-drums. Then there’s movies, games and sports, such as the first one below which is for rugby.
I really love this place. It’s dirty, a bit cramped and damp, but you’re always welcome and there’s always something happening.
(fan-tastic times)As previously stated the bbq went down yesterday and it was all pretty great -there was much rejoice. I rejoiced until 6 am and currently update this blog while suffering from overrejoicness. So I’ll keep it short:
(Who’d bring nori (dried seaweed) to a bbq?)
(Right: a waterhose found its way to us. Then everywhere else)
(A new addition to Gyamas Tamabi-designs . That outfit was a hoodie before we got to the Izakaya)
Friday night, grilling some tasties at Tamabi. That’s right; grilling right on campus. There were sweet potatoes, Eringi (mushrooms) and not yet done meatballs. We did all this around the the clubhouse area.
Got a load of work to do these coming few weekends so I won’t be writing much about the grilling of the goods, for now, other then that it was sweet.
