Here I have backed up all of the blogs I wrote on Multiply, over the years. They are old, and apparently the images do not get imported, but it was worth a try. Currently I cannot seem to see any posts, but in the Dashboard it says I have over 1200 posts imported here. It may take a while to get this working.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
McFry Boy Strikes Again!
I stopped At the usual McDonald's for lunch and lots of fluids because it is hot in Shinjuku today. I got the set and one more strap (Megumi gave me her FryStrap to complete my set so I begged for fries today to give them back to her) and the french fries.
On the way up the stairs I saw three high school boys and offered them my fries but they all got that suspicious look and declined. Unfortunately that age starts to pick up the bad habits that many adults have, one of them being distrust of unknown people.
Their loss.
I sat down next to a (gorgeous) mother-daughter team and started chatting the mom up. Her daughter loves fries so I gave them to her daughter.
We sat and talked, laughed and shared stories about life and experiences for half an hour (being able to carry on a natural conversation goes a long way). Gorgeous Mom asked me about my life and time here, work etc. I talked about my divorce and best friend Mayu, we discussed carbohydrates and food and how Japanese faces are getting narrower and narrower so that many kids need braces to straighten teeth these days (daughter's example) and so on.
I spent another fantastic 30 minutes in McDonald's sharing the gift of happiness and creating memories for three people.
This morning I got my breakfast and lunch done. I did the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, folded laundry, ironed my shirts, did some work, wrote a few emails, surfed the blogs, got some suntanning in, took half of my dress pants to the cleaners, read the newspaper, had a second shower and headed off to work.
It is a perfectly ... nice day!
Have a great one, wherever you are!
I love you!
Cam
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Great....
ReplyDeleteNow i want fries!
Thanks a LOT, Mou!
I'm glad I could pleasure you, Jen!
ReplyDeleteI love your !
SillyMou!
ReplyDeleteWeston Price, Weston Price!..... Its true, and we might be unbelievers but when you start looking at the diet of Japan and how its changing an they are seeing problems spring up like bad teeth, narrow faces, and obesity....its very easy to connect the dots to something we have been denying for far too long.
ReplyDeleteIts sad how unwilling we are to see the obvious right before our eyes... so long cute round healthy faces of our Japanese neighbors....
Its nice of you to still try to pass off your fries.... too bad the boys didn't trust the big tall, skinny white guy!
After reading Weston Price I can never look at a "perfect face" the same way again! Now that I know what I know... and can foresee where it is all going and how it is getting worse and worse, I can only sigh... (and keep eating more meat!)
ReplyDeleteAnd REAL grass fed butter and milk, Raw preferably....
ReplyDeleteI adore my round fat cheeks and straight teeth! I never realized being pore as a child and drinking whole raw milk straight from a cow and the meat my father hunted would be such a beneficial thing to me.... I used to be envious of the kids who got white bread, and sandwiches. We were too pore, and had yucky brown bread if we had it at all.... no mac n cheese.... now I know I was the LUCKY KID.
We also made our own butter with my grandma from a churn... yep I know how, and also how to use a wash board.... LOL
And I bet your Dad knows how to PLAY a washboard too!
ReplyDeleteI love you!
And spoons.... and a mouth harp, pretty much anything that can make noise he can play it. LOL
ReplyDeleteI was so "Hillbilly" growing up... but wouldn't have it any other way. As its rounded me out, knowing why they think as they do, and then moving away and being able to learn to think for myself....