A Japanese man who wants to be a masshole.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Another new item for "You might be a masshole if..."

You might be a masshole if you think God urinated in the water when you swim in the ocean whose water temperature above 70 degree.

Today I went to the beach in south west of Tokyo, Shonan, Kanagawa prefecture today. Boy, water was warm... too warm. Too warm that I thought it was kinda gross. I really thought God pissed in the water. It was really weird that I couldn't honestly enjoy the warm water temperature. I am so accustomed and conditioned to chilly below 70 degree New England water....

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Thursday, August 26, 2010

Congratulation, Boston. Congratulation MMA.

This is so monumental. I wish I were there to experience this. 10 years ago, MMA wasn't even allowed in state of Massachusetts. Thankfully, "open-palm" MMA was at least allowed in RI. MMA and UFC endured negative publicity for long, long time. As a once-MMA-ist, myself, it was unbearably frustrating. Lot of people were so judgmental. Media wasn't even willing to listen to our take, our intention, our passion, our reason, on MMA.

I just can't believe that my dream finally came true - Boston is hosting UFC. Massachusetts may be politically liberal state in tradition, but this state has been so conservative when it came to allowing MMA. But that prohibition is now finally over. I wish I could be there but at least I am delighted to see this in my life time.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

August 15th - The day to appreciate peace.

August 15th 1945. The war was ended between Japan and the US. And today marks 65th anniversary. Rather I feel grateful or happy that I didn't live at that time, I get overwhelmed by painful moments people had to endure at that time whenever I think of this day. Especially after I spent 19 years of my life in the country once was their enemy, I just can't stop wishing that the war never happened and wishing that they got to meet great people in the US like I got to. Like my grandmother's brother. He injured his leg and could no longer walk. So he gave his food and water to his fellow soldier and asked "Give me your grenade as exchange". And as his unit was leaving they heard a explosion behind - he committed suicide. It really breaks my heart that he had to live in that time.

As the long time goes by, some of the younger generation in Japan doesn't even realize that US and Japan once fought war. It's pretty frightening. I am not preaching the grudge to hold, but rather I'm preaching how we can be friend with whom we thought we could never reconcile.

I didn't think people at that time died in vain. Because of this harsh, harsh consequence we(Japanese) faced, we learned. As a result, we now have an article in our constitution no other countries in the world has - "Article 9: Prohibition of an act of war by the state". Because of it, we have been having war less time ever since.

However, this article, too, is losing its intention. We were never able to send any "self defense force" outside of the country. But the congress twisted the word around to make sending the troops to abroad "constitutional". So far the troops have been sent to Cambodia and Iraq.

Not to make people died in vain, everybody(ordinary citizen and the government) really need to revisit what we went through 65 years ago not to make same mistake. Also, this is to show the example to the world that "enemy can be friend".

AND Some can turn into a Masshole like I am if they see me as an example. :)

Saturday, August 07, 2010

Passing out on the street of Tokyo

In summer, needless to say, more people out on the street. Especially at night. And I see lot of these.

People just pass out on the street. Japanese salary men behave with such dignity at the work place, but they all quickly lose it as soon as booze kicks in. It is almost spectacular to see this big contrast. One moment, overly polite professional men(and women sometimes), let their hell break loose at night with excessive binge 'n purge.Sure, I have become one of them(Japanese salary man), but I will keep my dignity intact because I know I never pass out even when I am heavily drunk. I always made it home. Even from Fort Point Channel to Fenway.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Little piece of memories : Return of Dougie

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As I was allocating some files from my laptop to the external drive, I stumbled upon some files that made me reminisce good old time in Boston.(Actually I do this almost everyday - reminiscing Boston, that is...) They were some images files and an audio file. And I assembled them and made a little clip out of them. I hope you enjoy this.

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Monday, July 26, 2010

I became sentimental....

I just saw the trailer of "The Town" and became very sentimental. This scene is the Hojo's parking lot and McDonald's near my apartment on the background...

I remember when this film was being shot in my "former" neighborhood. I used to get notice like this:

Whether this film's gonna suck or not, I want to watch this just to reminisce my good old time...

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Monday, July 12, 2010

My Muay Thai teacher

Sorry, FB readers! This has a clip again. Seeing is believing yo! Please visit the original post!

My muay thai teacher here is pretty bad ass. He is a legit Thai who fought legit Muay Thai fights, successfully transferred himself into MMA fighter and now hold Shooto world feather weight title. His name is Rambaa Somdet. His class is 1 hour long with very little break and very fast pace. I was absolutely wiped out after his class. Continuous kicks for good 10 minutes on one leg then switch to the other leg, punching for 10 consecutive minutes, etc.. True. I used to be able to go through much easier before, but boy... It was vigorous.

And I got to spar with him a bit. He was lightening fast. He stands like 5'3 or 5'4. But he was quick!! My longer reach was absolutely meaningless. This clip is the highlight of Rambaa. He has a title defense on 7/19. I should go check him out. I am very happy that I get to train under him.

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