"Brett Robson" <jet_boy@deja.com> wrote in message
news:bpvbfj01rqk@drn.newsguy.com...

> Next time you feel down, come down to Tokyo.

Is a trip to Tokyo supposed to be a cure or a reason for feeling down?

> You and I can go drinking in Shinjuku then catch one of the last trains
home.
> You can laugh at how angry I get about the stinking drunk salarymen
hanging from
> the hand rails like monkeys swinging in wide arcs with every jolt of the
train.
> Or the bastards that lean forward at crazy angles with their head buried
in some
> poor girl's back. Or the bastards who insist on reading their pornographic
manga
> inspite of the crowd, knowing that they have to discard it in the bins on
the
> platform 'cause they can't take it home. Laugh at the big drunk guy
sitting down
> asleep against the tiny girl next to him.
>
> Then you can enjoy the nasty racist invective when I get off the train.
Marvel
> as the comotose salarymen awaken refreshed to wander home smartly.

I always enjoy riding Tokyo subways. You can see the strangest people on
those things. The last time I was on a train, I whiled away the time
watching this girl. For a thirty minute ride, she applied makeup to her face
twice, juggled two keitais and had a keitai button pushing thumb that was so
fast that it was just a blur. When she finished sending a message on one
keitai, she broke out her makeup equipment and went to work on her face
until someone sent her a message, at which point she would go to work with
her thumb.

An amazing girl!

And yes, I would love to take you up on your offer, however I fear it won't
be in the near future. We are all involved in a very dangerous triangle. You
see, my wife is currently spending 2 out of 3 nights at the hospital, and
she has somehow gotten it into her head that I am enjoying myself while she
is away, so on the nights when she comes back here, she spends most of it
bitching at me about things like drinking beer, shopping for food, not
making enough money, not having finished sheetrocking the attic (it's an
ongoing process well into its fifth year), not having cleaned the garbage
out of the monoki, forgetting to water her house plants, and having a dirty
coffee cup on my desk.

So anyway, back to the triangle. She is getting stressed out from all this
theoretical fun I am having (more relaxing than fun to tell you the truth)
while she is away, so she takes it out on me by bitching at me when she is
here. I turn around and get it all out of my system by ranting to the
wonderful people here at fjlij headquarters.