The land of the heated toilet seats.

Out of all places i end up in the 'land of the heated toilet seats.' Am i one to complain, certainly not...in fact i am quite content with using modern technology to aid my lazzy nature. Check out the options you have whilst chucking a dump.. Stop, shower, bidet, automatic flush, play musical flush sound, massage, dry, seat temperature adjustment and automatic lid closure. My conclusion, the Japanese are insane.

"In Japan, these bidets are commonly called Washlets (ウォシュレット, Woshuretto), a brand name of Toto Ltd., and include many advanced features rarely seen outside of Asia. Depending on the exact model, these bidets are designed to open the lid when they sense a user nearby, wash the anus or vulva of the user (including a number of pulsating and massaging functions), dry afterwards with warm air, flush automatically and close the lid after use."

Hello Tokyo.

Tokyo Tower.

Simplicity.





This police man looks cheesed off, didn't approve of me taking his snap.
Merry Christmas.No photographs in the temple, ever heard of no sound and turning the flash off?
Temple..
Buying the insense.

Komban wa

Good evening from the oh so cold Tokyo, currently on average -8 Degrees C. Just taking a stroll through Harajuku district this morning when i come across a sign on the side of some alley way. The advertisment reading 'Morning set'. I come to a holt think to myself and had second thoughts about continuing my stroll, instead i convince myself to stop for a nice breakfast to cure my hangover as a result from last night.

As i observe this sign with greater detail i come to realise it leans more along the lines of an 'evening set'. Who serves a nice simple breakfast consisting of toast, eggs and coffee with a beer on the side..Tokyo does! All for 420 Yen, who could refuse that right? Point of my babble, avoid Tokyo alley ways.


Saying is third time lucky, for me it was the second. They serve beer with a value meal in their equivalent to our mcdonalds for around $3..
In the street where my Dad lives there is 2 bottle shops and numerous vending machines selling alcohol. This shit is dirt cheap. I purchased this drink here for 180Yen, Around $2. The bold header on the can reading 'STRONG' was probably the main reason behind my purchase.
Welcome to Tokyo metro..didn't make such a good impression on the Japanese transit guards after severely raming my Suica (multi-rider) card into the wrong section in the gates as i was tagging off to leave the station. Just those evil glaring eyes really, watching them shouting some japanese word continually and them resulting in pulling the machine apart by hand.

It doesn't matter if your black or white.

I came across this statement made in some dipshits blog.

"BLACKS CAN'T CHOOSE NOT TO BE BLACK."

The Gloved One Wacko Jacko King Of Pop just put you moron on your ass..

Sippin' on some sizzerp.

Cough suppressant? more like cough creator. Only when drunk in excessive amounts. Something that is not advised, but really good.

The kiss of death.

My little mate 'Cobra the snake.'
Cobra enojys walks on the beach, watching films, and sundays in bed. His quite the social butterfly.

Our team experiment to help you.

Do you feel that highschool youth still somewhere inside you, but slowly drifting away? I have the cure; Pulse. One can of this and you'll recieve a blast from the past. Bringing back those ever longing feelings of becoming a dirty slut whoes life only involves their Gallaz, hipster flared jeans and joondalup late night. Don't worry i wouldn't expect you to do such a thing before experimenting myself. Me and my fellow truste Izzy Gee got down to business...

As for our results, 'DISSAPOINTED'. Only made us sick and reminded us of why no decent person drinks them anymore. Both agreed it was a pointless experiment...

Notice the first google link. "Pulse (The Best Alcoholic Drink Ever)" That's what i like to call false advertising. Oh and for how many people voted on it, you don't need to no. Thanks for "..."

Educational experiences...

Ok so i have briefly touched on the discussion of how great hotels are. I felt the need to post some more photos to proove my point. Of course minus the hole in my uh wallet. I just keep telling myself it's all worth it, all worth it.

Note the seeded mustard jar below. Before you even begin to conjure up images of why that was in a hotel room on a Saturday night please continue to read this section... It's belonging to the one and the only all time mustard lover AKA Benji.

I even ordered a male stripper, sailor being the prefered choice as you can see below.. he played the ukulele, not exactly what i was looking for, but hey every extra skill is a bonus, is it not?

He looks a bit grubby i should get my money back.

Not sure who this skinny white fella is. No i did not mention his name before, nor did i mention the fact that he was a seeded mustard lover. No i did not.

Once again i am unsure of who this fella is in the only bed in the hotel. This is a prime example of what i like to call a NOTORIOUS BED HOG. Better yet what's he doing sleeping on a Saturday night. That should not be going down. Blame it all on Luke Skywalker.

People were even utilising their skills on becoming artists. In conclusion hotels are such educational experiences.

It's all about...

Hotel rooms. Yeah that's right hotel rooms seem like the new cool thing. Blowing your link payment and minimal wage is what needs to be done in order for this to happen. Still sound like what it's all about? Maybe i could persuade you more by telling you what actually goes down in this rent of space. Bubble gum and plastic bags to cover the smoke alarm is a number 1, bringing along cobra and some mary jane is number 2. Both work together to create 'THE ULTIMATE' Monday night, Saturday night or even Friday night life in a small area, usally a few stories above ground level. Still not persuasive enough, what else can i say, try it out for yourself...