love, exciting and new, and extremely inconvenient in a country where most singles still live with their parents

Such as Japan. My friend over at JapanProbe has launched a new blog, and indeed for this contribution to travelling "comfort" his place in heaven is assured.

It's a love hotel info blog.

Rabuho.com : A Love Hotel information Blog!

Ever wanted to find out where a good love hotel was, but lacked the ability to navigate Japanese language love hotel sites? I remember the days when my Japanese was still at a beginner level and I had to struggle to locate “after date” locations to take girls. It was truly difficult to find a good love hotel in those days.

Love

Well, those days are now over, and I’ve decided to launch rabuho.com, a blog devoted to providing the English-speaking population of Japan and tourists with love hotel info. At the moment there are only a few hotels listed on the site, mostly in the Kanto region. However, I plan to update it regularly, eventually creating an extremely useful resource for “socially active” gaijin. Please check it out!

Blogroll accordingly. Me, I've decided I'm never having sex again, so why would I bother?

Thundering Fundraiser

The Shebeen Club
Presents

 Who: Al Mader, Spoken Word Phenom and One-Man WonderBand! What: Thundering Fundraiser for T Paul Ste. Marie!  When: 7-10 pm Tuesday, June 20th, 2006 (3rd Tuesday ea month)
Meet & Mingle 7-7:30
Listen & Learn 7:30-8
Poetry Slam Dancing and other Tipsy Cultural Mashups 8-10 Where: The Shebeen, behind the Irish Heather, 217 Carrall  Why: Because Vancouver’s proudly homegrown talent regularly beats the best in the world. Because that talent grew in an environment pioneered by T Paul, founder of Thundering Word Heard. And because T Paul recently suffered a brain aneurysm and needs a helping hand rent-wise, there being little in the way of pensions and sick leave for Entrepreneurs of the Word, Spoken or Otherwise. How (much)? $15 before June 16th, $20 thereafter, includes dinnerAll profits for the evening will be donated to the T Paul fund.Instead of our usual door prizes, we will do a T Paul 50/50 draw

Info & tix: lorrainedotmurphyatgmaildotcom

 New Format: Our new, lower admission price includes your choice of bangers and mash or vegetarian pasta, plus a glass of beer or wine.  

Bio: Al Mader is a vocalist and washtub bassist for the (one-man) Minimalist Jug Band, and has scuffed around the country for many years.

If Lou Reed passed out on the grave of Johnny Cash and dreamt of Jack Kerouac the soundtrack to his dream might sound vaguely like Al.

He’s shared stages with the likes of Nick Cave, They Might Be Giants and The Cowboy Junkies.T Paul says he started Thundering Word Heard with the idea that he wanted to create a place where both music and spoken word could come together and be given a place that was their own. And he has done just that. After three years the room is still full every Sunday night even on a long weekend. It takes a lot of time, commitment and a big heart to keep putting on something like this every single week. But it has paid off. Thundering Word continues to be a great success and T Paul’s reputation as a host and organizer continues to grow as well.    “ I have my hands in a million and one things that all seem to have the center in that hub Thundering Word Heard.” 

China: Olympic Fuckup

Via Japanprobe, video proof from the Chinese Marathon that China can't pour water out of a boot if the instructions are printed on the bottom.

Good luck with instituting their "no spitting" "no smoking" and "no critical thinking" initiatives in time for the Olympics.

r-e-s-p-e-c-t: the Chinese Aretha of Canal Street

From Overheard in New York, via Gawker:

No, Seriously — Let's Hit It

Old Chinese lady: Ex-see-cus-see me.
Old Chinese lady: Ex-see-cus-see me!
Gangsta: Man, what are you excusing me about? Fuck you!
Old Chinese lady: Fuck me? Ok, take-a off the pant.

Stairway in silence.

Old Chinese lady: Ex-see-cus-see me!
Gangsta: Sure thing, ma'am. I'm sorry.
Chinese kid: And that's why we respect our elders.

–Canal St station

you fug us, you really fug us!

The Fuggers go to Canada! We'll get Perez any day now!

Bonus Fug

Deep down, buried beneath our hard, enraged, belt-hating exteriors, we have hearts of gold. We're softer than a golden retriever puppy. More agreeable than an heiress in a crack den.

So when MuchMusic.com asked us to participate in their ramp-up to the Much Music Video Music Awards by fugging a few people who showed up last year, we couldn't refuse.

After all, we are very fond of Canada. We know many great Canadians. We have a couple Canadian readers [raincoaster waves]. We are very sorry that Alanis Morrissette and Ryan Reynolds fulfilled our private predictions that they would never get married because they were engaged for too long, and that is a sure sign in Hollywood of cold feet. And despite the fact that one of us went to high school with someone who plays for the Carolina Hurricanes, we are rooting for Edmonton to continue its comeback in the Stanley Cup (last night's overtime win on a short-handed goal? Unbelievable) so that Canada can sit atop the NHL again the way we feel it should.

Ergo, in a sense, we're fugging for Canada; we're sharing it here because, basically, these four blurbs amount to some bonus fug for the day. So here you go, guys — this fug's for you.

 Unfortunately, the Muchers (not nearly as cool as the Kutchers) use the phrase "what in sam hell" in the intro. This cries out for fugnalysis, but as I am currently about to be booted from a public computer and supposed to be headed over to Pivot to do actual work for them, alas I am prevented from giving them what they deserved. As I was prevented, just yesterday, from giving Vicus the 1000 words of re-jiggered Keats he was just asking for. Yeats, Keats, and Bono: the three greatest poets in the history of civilizaton. But at least I laid the smackdown on the blond bombshell.