Archive for January, 2010
Bonoron
This was a free book from 7-11 that I really dug peelin’ my orbs all over. I really liked the solid art inside. I’ll have to get around to grabbing some more pics of the interiors to show off, but this pic of the cover’s my favourite anyways.
I’m Officially A Derby Widow
After months of grueling practices, massive bruises and elbows to the face, J. has been accepted into the ranks of the roller derby elite. Congratulations, sweets!
Bread and Circuses

A bunch of us attended a roller derby bout in Buffalo over the weekend. The highlight of the night came when a bunch of roller girls took to the rink at halftime carrying bins full of loafs of bread. J. asked the person beside her what they were for, and she responded “They throw the bread, and you catch it.” It was like we were in Soviet-era Russia.
At first we were too bewildered to make the effort, but eventually Nagy came around and scooped a loaf of delicious rye out of the air. He had the plastic wrap torn open before he hit the seat again. Everyone else seemed to be saving theirs for when they got home. There was barely any left of Nagy’s loaf when we were through with it.
Ninja Turtles Meet Japan = AWESOME
Consider my mind officially blown.
What I Learned in Japan Today: ちかん (Chikan)!
ちかん, pronounced Chi-ka-n basically means “train pervert”.
There’s many cases of Chikan on the prowl. I’m sometimes lucky enough to hear tales of the Chikan from when my fiancé was in high school.
Her and her friends were in a mega-crowded train on her way to school. When they were getting out, they were shocked to find out that one of their skirts had a hole cut out the back. Ninja Chikan!
The Many Battles of Conan
There may be no better way to learn about the Leno vs Conan fiasco than through the wonders of this Chinese 3d animation. Despite language barriers, this video may teach the masses more with the common language of pictures and pure commie love.
Happy Birthday, Gary!

The sun is just rising here, in the past, but the day is ending for those living in the post-apocalyptic future. It is in this brief overlap of past and future, where you and I will spend the rest of our lives, that I create this time capsule containing birthday greetings for my time-lost brother.
Happy Birthday, Gary! I hope your day was filled with mutants, chainmail bikinis and Thunderdomes!











