Renting a Dog

Where in else in the world can you rent a dog. Besides Japan of course. I was invited to join in on renting a "sausege dog" today. In Odaiba of course. The land where nothing makes sense.

Some random photos at the end. Such fun. Oh and check out my "You Tube" page for videos. They are about as lame as my photos though. Be warned.





Ok, this isn't really related to the dog renting. But I saw this woman today. If you look closely you might be able to see her shorts. But if you can't, don't panic. They are about the size of an eyepatch. Japanese women's clothing choices make me feel like the grandpa who is always talking about how much "girls these days" look like prostitutes.













The store where you can rent a dog.


The wall of dogs you can choose. Each little plaque gives information about the dog like whether it likes to be cuddled or likes kids or not.


Here is the plaque for the dog that we rented. His name is "Goro" and he likes to be hugged.


Harriet quickly fell in love with the dog.


Walking with the doggy.


Kate fell in love too.


I just noticed that the dog smelled really bad.


Erin had about the same feelings for the dog.


They look like a pop group.


These dogs are really long. Hence the sausege name. And I can't spell sausege.


Unrelated to the dogs, this is a sign about not putting things on the doors in the subway. Naturally they chose skis to represent what shouldn't be placed on the platform doors.


You don't need Japanese to figure out what your money will buy here.


Me doing origami.



Smallest piece of cheesecake in the world. But it was real at least!

unrelated to suicide

Sorry about the lack of updating. I've been somewhat busy lately. With school and the disaster that is the speech group.

Speaking of which, I've written this speech and now we are practicing reading it. And my group is supposed to help me with pronounciation and so on. But Japanese isn't something you need a lot of help with in pronounciation. It's fairly straight-forward. Which is what makes it so hard I think. Today we spent about 10 minutes arguing on whether "no ato" or "no ato" was more correct. They sounded exactly the same to me. Stupid language.

I cant think of anything else to say. Here are some pictures.


Quentin and Simon with some crazy girl at Tasuichi. Tasuichi is like our local bar. Only not local at all. This girl was outside the window and kept on making faces at us all the night.


Austraila is having a massive campaign in Japan to get people to come there. With the phrase "Where the bloody hell are you?". Not really a polite thing to ask I suppose. Imagine an American campaign "Where the f**k are you?". Yeah. Anyway. The Japanese that they translate it to is really polite and pretty funny when compared to the English. Oh Japanese and their lack of bad words.


Hanging out between classes.


Vivi. Just look at all the things wrong with Japan.

Maybe I will get inspired soon to make a more meaningful post.