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This
is my new favorite thing in the world. It's a yogurt drink, flavored to taste like the old-fashioned fountain colas. It rocks. I love Japan. I especially love reading the Japanese bloggers on this - "Cola flavored yogurt drinks? I'm intrigued but it's going to take someone with more courage than to me to try it!" "My husband always remarks on these every time we go to the convenience store together. I imagine it won't be long before he takes the plunge!" "If anyone, anywhere reading this blog has tried one of these, please tell me what it's like. I'm really intrigued, but too scared to try it myself!" "Cola and yogurt? There's a combination that looks like it requires real guts to buy!" "It said 'Cola' in huge letters, but then it also said 'dairy beverage' and 'uncarbonated.' I felt an intense embarassment as I picked on up and took it to the cash register." And following the link backs through this random journal, I discover that all the blogger's friends are writing up entries on this as well.
I have thus resolved to buy one or two of the things every time I'm in the combini, because I like it and don't want it to disappear from the shelves.
I recently recced a bunch of Japanese language novels to someone on ye olde flist, which made me want to go back and reread them. I've started with Ishida Ira's Angel, which I like despite the fact that I'm not a great fan of the mystery novel genre. It's well written overall, but there's little jarring bits that just make me laugh. Case in point: the ghost of the protagonist is off spying on couples in love hotels (I imagine pretty much any man - dead or otherwise - wouldn't hesitate a second to do this, given the opportunity, so no suspension of disbelief needed there.). He's watching a high school couple. The guy comes, and the ghost suddenly sees the beautiful glowing spirit of a new pregnancy alight in the woman's stomach. Which is just a total moment of bwah? for me, because I imagine that more than a nanosecond or two passes between ejaculation and conception.
But then again, I'm from Indiana, where our only sex education is Abstinence Education (I'm worth it! Pet your dog, not your date!), so what do I know, really? My tax dollars went into educating me about how no woman in the history of the world has ever enjoyed sex and that all men are liars who are really out to get me with their penises.
That will be all.

I have thus resolved to buy one or two of the things every time I'm in the combini, because I like it and don't want it to disappear from the shelves.
I recently recced a bunch of Japanese language novels to someone on ye olde flist, which made me want to go back and reread them. I've started with Ishida Ira's Angel, which I like despite the fact that I'm not a great fan of the mystery novel genre. It's well written overall, but there's little jarring bits that just make me laugh. Case in point: the ghost of the protagonist is off spying on couples in love hotels (I imagine pretty much any man - dead or otherwise - wouldn't hesitate a second to do this, given the opportunity, so no suspension of disbelief needed there.). He's watching a high school couple. The guy comes, and the ghost suddenly sees the beautiful glowing spirit of a new pregnancy alight in the woman's stomach. Which is just a total moment of bwah? for me, because I imagine that more than a nanosecond or two passes between ejaculation and conception.
But then again, I'm from Indiana, where our only sex education is Abstinence Education (I'm worth it! Pet your dog, not your date!), so what do I know, really? My tax dollars went into educating me about how no woman in the history of the world has ever enjoyed sex and that all men are liars who are really out to get me with their penises.
That will be all.
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on 2005-04-03 04:22 pm (UTC)That's just a hilarious line LOL LOL I never heard that before!
the ghost suddenly sees the beautiful glowing spirit of a new pregnancy alight in the woman's stomach
Well, everything I learned says that Mr. Sperm takes a little while to make his journey, to say nothing of then having to breech Ms. Egg's defenses, so I don't that Glow of Procreation is quite so instantaneous LOL. (And I guess I missed the part about not enjoying sex....oops! my bad! :-) )
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on 2005-04-04 05:48 am (UTC)pile of dog turdsAbstinence Only System used by my school system was just chock full of those clever little one liners. I personally like that line for the undertones of bestiality it possesses.Exactly! Angel's a pretty good book, but you can definitely tell it was written by a guy pretty much whenever the subject turns to sex. C'est la vie.
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on 2005-04-03 07:53 pm (UTC)Have you read YongFook.com? The author is a JET guy from the UK who's blog is all about Japanese food. It's pretty cool and at first I was all "Whoa, fox!" because of his pictures and all. But I've read some of it and it's interesting. In the media section he's got little videos that he made of himself. But chances are you've seen this already so... yeah. :D
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on 2005-04-04 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-04-04 07:11 pm (UTC)I don't think he has recipes, but I would imagine you could email him to find out. I think the blog is supposed to be about bad Japanese food. I remember he posted once about nattou which I believed you've mentioned before so I figured you might be interested.
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on 2005-04-04 04:38 am (UTC)