Last Sunday I went to the Japan Cup, a horse racing extravaganza at the Tokyo Race Track. Tens of thousands of people show up to watch a few races and bet the house on which steed will bring home the bacon.
As I walked into the park I noticed a rather large stuffed bear greeting visitors to the giant grand stand that is the Tokyo Fuchu Race Track:
That’s right TED the talking bear from the Seth MacFarlane blockbuster movie of the same name, TED (2012). TED!! The dirty little bear was the ambassador to an event that the Japanese Racing association is always, painfully, trying to make the most family friendly of all the family friendly horse racing events. This is a bear that in the movie:
Sure, sure I know it was just a movie but you have to understand that this is Japan. A Japan that is crazy hypersensitive when it comes to drugs. A while back there was an national manhunt for an actress who admitted she may have a few weeks before done meth. Not caught with it, or caught while on it, no she admitted she did it, only to be arrested, disgraced and purged. Then for the Japanese public to turn around and embrace a cuddly bear that represents everything about drug culture Japan that fears! Blows. My. Mind.
As for the main race, I didn’t win. No sunny retirement in the beautiful Italian countryside. Just debt, a debt that needs to be repaid!
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Don’t watch if you haven’t seen it yet!
This is a confusing scenario. Sex and family friendly are also a confusing…very confusing… just god damn creepy and awkward combo.
I had a bit of an awkward situation this week. I was buying a video game present as a gift for someone. The cash register clerk tried to I.D. me for the game. I said “do I look under 18?” and followed that with “I really am done showing my I.D. for video games because I have seen children buy videogames that have sex in them, without getting I.D.’d and yet I always seem to get I.D.’d.” and I thought I was being calm, level headed, and polite about the situation. There was one odd indicator to me that this was just not so. My face felt warm.
Then he reacted. A large man. He had a nice tiger tattoo on his for arm and it looked like the type of tattoo that a martial arts practitioner might get. He was muscular. All this spelled doom for me as I realized that my body may not be as calm as my mind and that I might in fact be flipping the F*** out and not even realize it. He went pale and put out a hand towards me. His face seemed panicked and he said “I am not trying to anger you sir. Please stay calm.” He immediately called over the nearest other cashier and in a panicked and expedited manner asked what to do when a customer refuses to show I.D.
As this situation played out I thought to myself… Thank god he didn’t just Karate my ass and then call security. My body must have been thinking… I see fear, I F***ING HATE FEAR! WHY DOES THIS HUGE AND PROBABLY TRAINED PERSON FEAR ME? THAT PISSES ME OFF!… My entire body was warm now and I could feel veins popping out on my forehead and see them on my arms.
What I think happened: 1.) x mas music must have been in the background putting me in murder mode 2.) in all actuality this man could most likely have kicked my ass and the panic was due to some need to keep this seasonal help job that he had landed at a nice upscale department store 3.) there is something very wrong with me
Still drugs are not Japan family recreation and sexual stuff should be kept a mile from kids. So this ted being near children disturbs the hell outta me and made me think how children can buy video games with sex in them yet I get harassed for each game purchase as an adult. All that made me think of my awkward shopping moment.
Oh ran out of whiskey. Went to purchase some. WHY THE HELL CAN I NOT BUY IT TILL 8AM ON A SUNDAY!?! I am really starting to hate this F***ing country that I live in.
“Been dealin with the holidays”
Oh I forgot to type that I even caught myself clenching my fists when I saw the veins on my arms. Just F’n weird how my body is not my own. I am trapped in someone else’s. Emotions, Thought, and Physical body are not in sink and never seem to have the same reactions. I can’t get them to fall into line and control themselves or at least get on the same page and share some similar reactions.
hey, how can I post pictures in these comments? just curious
As an admin I can just put the IMG code and it appears but it might not let you do it. If you put the link of the picture I can edit your post to display the picture … unless its Goatse or something
I know how to click an upload button…links hmm, what is this witchcraft of which you speak?