.Trash-1000 gives me the same chill as Ludovician.
Danish is more satisfying when I unroll it to eat.
When I first came to the states, I was enrolled in an ESL program. In one of my classes, we played scavenger hunt to learn some of the “useful” words that may not show up in our word memorization books.
One such word was a “bong”. A party-size bong. Find out how much it is and where you can get it.
Nobody in my class knew what a bong was and the word was not in our pocket-size dictionaries. My group split the work and of course, the task to find a party-size bong fell on me, a naive and ignorant teenager who could barely pronounce “bong”.
I went into a barber asking what a bong was and where I could find it. After a moment of silence, he told me to try a cookie store down the street. So, I went and asked the same questions again. The store keepers stared at me, looked at one another, and turned their heads towards me again with a shrug.
Time was running out. I started asking people on the street but got nothing except a smile or a frown. I ran into someone from another group, who was just told that we should try a pipe shop.
And there it was. A guy with a million piercings on his face took out this humongous colorful vase for me. I asked how much. $500. Do you want it? No, thank you. I wrote down the price and quickly ran out of the shop, still not knowing what a bong was for.
I successfully completed the ESL program.
Now I wonder who really needed that information. And whoever it was, I hope you had a good time afterwards. Same goes to you, Mr. Barber and Mrs Cookies!
A new rule for go: make a penguin while capturing your opponent pieces.
A panda bear would work too.
I like the sound of cutting fabric with scissors only when I am doing it.
Frosting exists for the artists; not for the consumers.
I’d like to put down 「space〠on my past residence list on immigration forms someday.
Travel agency ad suggestion: Ohanami and Obamami in DC this March!
The legend of drunken photographer is what I would like to see.
Acorns are nature’s secret agents.
You got me this time but it ain’t gonna be so easy next time..
For a math theme party, I would like to be a random variable.
Hmmm.
My pickup line: Hey you, do you wanna see my lipid profile?
It’s that good.
“I was sooo nice that I went all the way back to school to get your book and all you do is to make fun of my smoothie”
Question: What was in the smoothie?
Why does my computer think harder when I type in a wrong password?
For my squeaky bike, I’m told that I need a Rasputin.
Hypotheses foaming.
That’s what happens in my bathtub.
Google top page analysis of s(h)n (n = 1-10)
1: no image
2: no image
3: some correct but similar images in the middle.
4: some correct but similar images in the middle. Mostly close-up lip photos so far. Correction suggested for 3 h’s.
5: a variety of right images on top. Whole face images.
6: some right images and one very wrong looking image in the middle.
7: a variety of right images on top.
8. a variety of images on top. Perhaps not as helpful as before. Correction suggested for 3 h’s.
9: a variety of images on top. A chipmunk and a spy cat appear. Correction suggested for 3 h’s.
10: funny images. Correction suggested for ohhhhhhhhhh.
I’ll settle for 5 then.
How about charging a cent per kcal for ready-made food? A 300kcal item would be three dollars. Two cents maybe?
That way, I wouldn’t accidentally consume 2000 kcal from a milkshake.
I wonder if the concept of ichigo-ichie can be truly understood only retrospectively. If so, how frustrating!
You shouldn’t have taught me in practice but let me practice the concept, my dear friend.
Every time I use an apricot flavor toothpaste, I think for a second that I forgot to wash my armpits.