Thursday, October 06, 2005
俺に話してんの？(You Talkin' To Me?)
Feeling pretty good today, the rain stopped and I only had two classes to deal with, one of which was a complete waste of time. The teacher wanted to show us how to type in Japanese using Windows, something I've been doing for five years now. I'm not sure why we did it, is she expecting us to type something in Japanese now? Like a paper? I hope not! I can barely write papers in my own language.
With a free afternoon I made it my business to get into the gym and really work out this time. Lots of good news to report: I did it, it felt "good" (in that it was physically taxing and therefore useful) and I weighed myself again. I'm officially under 200 lbs for the first time since...high school? As a rule, I avoided weighing myself for most of my life because I hated knowing exactly how fat I was. This past short-sightedness makes my current progress a little harder to determine as I have no frame of reference. Still, I know lighter is better and I continue to shed pounds.
During lunch Scott called me and suggested an evening on the town. I agreed and we met at 8PM. It was mostly the usual affair, lots of conversation, drinking and walking. One bar we went into was showing Jackass: The Movie which was subtitled although that kind of movie doesn't need much translation. I couldn't think of a more internationally-appealing film; physical comedy is universal.
Speaking of which, we had our own little funny moment walking back to the train station. This Japanese guy ran in front of us and started mouthing off to no one in particular. I understood very little of what he said but I could tell he was drunk and making fun of us. Scott actually confronted him and offered him a cigarette but this guy wasn't buying it. He kept calling us aho which is a profane insult in Japanese (translation is pointless but think of "asshole" if you must).
The whole thing was kind of funny because in New York I've been conditioned to ignore people who angrily talk to themselves. I don't know if it's fear of violence or just "minding my own business" but I would never think to interrupt anybody in that situation. However, Osaka is not New York so instead I witnessed a humorous, cross-cultural clash. Sadly, I don't think we won him over and Scott eventually dismissed him in English which he couldn't understand but it was really funny to us.
Busy weekend starts tomorrow. Should make for some great photos.
With a free afternoon I made it my business to get into the gym and really work out this time. Lots of good news to report: I did it, it felt "good" (in that it was physically taxing and therefore useful) and I weighed myself again. I'm officially under 200 lbs for the first time since...high school? As a rule, I avoided weighing myself for most of my life because I hated knowing exactly how fat I was. This past short-sightedness makes my current progress a little harder to determine as I have no frame of reference. Still, I know lighter is better and I continue to shed pounds.
During lunch Scott called me and suggested an evening on the town. I agreed and we met at 8PM. It was mostly the usual affair, lots of conversation, drinking and walking. One bar we went into was showing Jackass: The Movie which was subtitled although that kind of movie doesn't need much translation. I couldn't think of a more internationally-appealing film; physical comedy is universal.
Speaking of which, we had our own little funny moment walking back to the train station. This Japanese guy ran in front of us and started mouthing off to no one in particular. I understood very little of what he said but I could tell he was drunk and making fun of us. Scott actually confronted him and offered him a cigarette but this guy wasn't buying it. He kept calling us aho which is a profane insult in Japanese (translation is pointless but think of "asshole" if you must).
The whole thing was kind of funny because in New York I've been conditioned to ignore people who angrily talk to themselves. I don't know if it's fear of violence or just "minding my own business" but I would never think to interrupt anybody in that situation. However, Osaka is not New York so instead I witnessed a humorous, cross-cultural clash. Sadly, I don't think we won him over and Scott eventually dismissed him in English which he couldn't understand but it was really funny to us.
Busy weekend starts tomorrow. Should make for some great photos.
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Personally I don't like Jackass, but if you're drunk I agree that it's quite funny. Congratulations to the continued weightloss. Keep it up.
Thanks, both of you, for the compliments. "Onederland," eh? Cute. Feels good to be back although I'm looking forward to visiting 170th Street, if you know what I mean. I don't think I've ever been there outside of middle school and that was when I was still growing so it doesn't count.
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