Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Tag Baby Dai San Bu

Okay, here I go. Once again, I'll forgo the repeating of the rules. I will also try to avoid posting things I've already put down in other tags:

1. My right eyebrow has tended to itch a lot for at least the past ten years, and I still have no idea why.

2. In my mid to late teens I swore myself to all kinds of conservative ideals (Eagle Scout and confirmation in church to name a couple). In my late teens, right about the time I entered college, I took a hard swing to the left and was even advocating socialism for a while (while practicing both Christianity and Buddhism). In my mid twains I realized I really had little in common with either righties or lefties, drifted toward the center, and more or less stayed there.

3. As a grade schooler I once went too close to a curb while riding a bicycle barefoot and wound up tearing off one toenail. It grew back, but it still sports a sort of scar in the middle.

4. When I first came to Japan and was teaching at several public senior high schools in rotation, my nickname among the students was "Max Coffee", a popular brand of (obscenely sweet) canned coffee, because of its similarity to my surname. Apparently the kids at Ye Olde Academy are now calling me "kuma" ("bear") because I tend to clear my throat a lot.

5. I was in a terrible car accident during my second year here in Japan. I was not the driver. We were both coming back from a friend's apartment where we'd stayed after a party the night before. We also had a guest, a friend of the driver who had only just arrived in Japan from Britain the day before. The driver either failed to see the stop sign or ignored it. We got T-boned at a speed high enough to make our (rental) car spin around more than once. Ironically, the car that hit us was the father of one of my students, who was driving his son to school. The accident happened only a few blocks from the school and was witnessed by an approaching busload of students. The driver of the car that hit us was catapulted through his windshield but, luckily, survived with only a broken arm. His son suffered a broken wrist and concussion, forcing him to pull out of an important sports event that day (He was our school's best runner). The driver of my car suffered a concussion. His friend in the back seat was knocked unconscious and had one ear sliced off by flying glass.

As for me, I came out of it with naught but a small cut on one knuckle, the scar of which I still bear to this day. Being fully alert, I was able to treat the driver of the other car for shock, tend to the two occupants of my car, and be an interpreter for them since neither spoke Japanese at the time. Coincidentally (or not), I was the only one who had been wearing a seat belt at the time of the accident.

It's no joke: seatbelts save lives.

6. I love composing tunes, but I made one once that was apparently cursed. (It's a long and very weird story.)

7. I have long been and continue to be strongly attracted to dark-skinned women, particularly Asian and native American.

8. When I was in the 4th grade I got into a fight with my best friend at the time. I punched him hard in the eye. Just before he ran away crying he gave me a vicious blow to my left temple just next to the eye socket. It left me briefly disoriented and had my ears ringing for hours afterward. I also noticed that, after that, I had a sort of line across that temple. I was never sure whether it was a scar in the tissue or on the bone underneath (a hairline fracture maybe?). It's nowhere near as prominent as it used to be, but it's still there now.

I tag Pa've, Memo, and Momo the Wonder Dog.


Don Snabulus said...

I like the Max Coffee pseudonym: super sleuth. Solving crimes in Japan using only his wits and a liter of Nescafe iced coffee. He is always breaking the hearts of dark-skinned beauties with his sexy right eyebrow which he named Ichiban. This is because Max Coffee is married to a woman called Justice; slow brewed, open-eyed justice.

Anonymous said...

I accept your challenge and the results are posted at PPP which everyone can find by clicking on Snabby's links to my blog in the right hand column.

Momo the Wonder Dog said...

Woof woof woof. OK, I'll play.

Pandabonium said...

Searching and trying different ideas is a good thing when you're young. Beats joining a bunch of guys who dress alike and carry guns.

Seat belts are the best invention of all time for the most stupid invention of all time. Saved me from serious injury or death on two occasions.

Warning: the Surgeon General has determined that consumption of canned coffee can lead to itchy eyebrow syndrome (IES) and throat congestion.

ladybug said...

Yowza! I still don't understand why folks don't do the seatbelt thing...especially for their own kid!

I've become more liberal in some ways and more conservative in others.

Let me just say after attending private schools for most of my life, and working in private schools for a majority of my life, that I am unsurprised by the sentiment expressed by the phrase "Eat the Rich"

L.C_D said...

Referring to your point 6)
That means a white Asian lady doesn’t attract to you, huh! ;-)

Point 8)
Oh…you were such a naughty boy when you’re little. I hope your son won’t resemble to you.

The Moody Minstrel said...

Aw, don't go blowing my cover!

Pa've and Momo
Cool! Can't wait to see it!

Agreed on all counts

As someone similarly employed at an "elite" private school, well...

(6) That's not really true, though I do have trouble getting my wife to understand why I don't mind her getting suntanned (considered unhip in Japan).

(8) Actually, my friend started it!

Swinebread said...

I'm glad they didn't call you “royal milk tea.” That’s my favorite Japanese brand… It’s very sweet as I’m sure you know.

Ahhh Seat Belts… I believe that was one of the reasons I didn’t like driving cab. It’s legal for drivers to not wear seatbelt, and I didn’t want to get out of the habit of wearing one.

Hill said...

OK, the itchy eyebrow thing was HILARIOUS!!

Hello, Don!

Hola, Ladybug!

Selba said...

Itchy eyebrow? Hmmmm.... it reminds me to a psychology illness. The common one is when someone is depress (but usually he/she does not realize it), they feel very itchy on their skin and no medicine can cure it.