Archive for December, 2008
Do you remember, as a kid, laughing so hard you had to pee? Do you remember laughing so hard you couldn’t breath? I remember both happening fairly often. Not every day, or even every week, but still rather a lot during, say, my first 15 years of life. The second 15, not so much. I […]
I feel sorry for little kids between ages 1 and 3. All they have to play with is dirt. “Oh-ho”, you surely say, “that isn’t the case! Toy stores are full of toys!”. But if you actually check at the toy store, you will find that there is a surprising gap. There are plenty of […]
Voice actors are respected in Japan, and within a certain segment of the market, are even revered. Which is odd, because: they suck. The vast majority of them work within the anime industry, which means, to be honest, the bar is pretty low. Sure, Japan’s anime industry is enormous, and sure, comic books are read […]
When our first son was born, there was a little break room for visitors or mothers who wanted a change of scenery, and it was stocked with books and comics. My wife and I were surprised to find one of the comics, a big fat omnibus with a title which translates to “Real Horror Stories […]
This one isn’t a mistake, or making fun of the photo contents, but just something I found really unusual. This was in the immigration building. I wonder what the health standards are for something which is considered clean enough to use for gargling, but not clean enough for drinking.
This ad always amused me. It says “For my child, the real thing”, in reference to: an electric piano. You know, the kind that you buy because you can’t fit or afford a real piano. “For my child, only real fake things”.
I’m usually inured to Engrish, but the sheer randomness of the source material for this shirt tickled my fancy.
This product features an absolute breakthrough in science: it says “Contains Infrared Extract”.
Here is an amazingly named product. It is a sickness bag (i.e. air sickness bag, car sickness bag) whose name, translated into English, is “Etiquette Bag Puke Puke”. I love the juxtaposition of “etiquette” and “puke”.