Fukuma Era 2001-2004
Only Understanding What's Happening 20% of the TimeAbove is the original Menu from the Fukuma-Era version of Hair Flap. In it, you’ll find older versions of the About and Hair Flap!? pages as well as sections that no longer exist on their own, such as Engrish and Misc.
Fukuma Hair Flap
From July 2001 to August 2004 I lived in Fukuoka, Japan as a participant of the JET Programme. Shortly after I arrived I realized that each day spawned so many interesting (and sometimes deliciously banal) stories about life in Japan that I just had to share them with everyone I knew.
At a time when LiveJournal was still the defacto way to share thoughts online, I instead decided to dip my toes into the relatively young publishing format of the weblog, or ‘blog’.
Just a Smidgeon
Yeah, so look who finally decided to update his fucking web site. Good lord. Bringing you up to date seems only the polite thing to do, yes? That said, I guess I might as well start off with... What I've been doing. Almost right after the last entry of substance, I...
I’m sick
I'm sick as poo. Have been sick as poo for a while. I haven't forgotten about you all. May actually post something again if I every actually get better.
Worthy Video of the Week
Now, this is just god damn beautiful; and very haunting somehow. Cheers to Bob for the heads up on this.
Um, ouch
So yesterday was the demo class. There were signs all over the school so the guest teachers could navigate. They all seemed a little formal and boring though, so I took the liberty of scribbling a doodle on the white board at the entrance. My artisitc abilities are as...
Wait for iiiiiiiiit…
I've had a headache since around noon on Sunday. This does not make Skottie happy. It makes me cranky and generally hate everyone around me simply for being who they are. I'd had enough of it and, upon concluding that four days in entirely too long for any headache to...
503 Represent!
On the way to work the other morning, I stopped by 7-11 to pick up some coffee creamer, since I've had just about ENOUGH of Creap. The package proclaims that the new packaging theme is "Train Stations of the World." Whatever, as long as it makes the crap coffee in the...
A day, just like all the rest…
...you know the kind. The nights you meet your friends just to do, something, nothing and whatever. There have certainly been bigger and better nights as well as smaller and suckier nights. But there's something about these other ones; the "forgettable" ones. They...
Creap!
This coffee creamer is actually called Creap. But how does it taste, you ask? Let's just say that it's well-named.
The Hair Flap has you
I saw Matrix Reloaded this weekend. Three words, my friends: fuck, ing, sweet. Okay, that should only be two words, but my enthusiasm comes across so much better if they're as three. I will now offer my thoughts on the film, so if you haven't seen it already or don't...
Taikusai = daikirai
This site often switches roles in the kind of things I write. Sometimes it's a documentary, sometimes a journal, sometimes a language book, and sometimes, like today, it's an editorial. Make no mistake about it, there is not so much as a sliver of objectivity in...
Excuse of the Day
Yeah, I know I said there'd be pictures today (and they are actually half prepared), but that was before Goddamn piss-ant Ghost Recon pissed me off to the point that I can taste my own bile. Please explain to me how a backwoods, Russian hick rebel can pick off a US...
No one is listening to you
Heaps of thanks to those that have been offering helpful pointers on the English Town Guide. I'm fortunate enough to have, not only a slew of English teachers reading this site, but also a professional proofreader(!), all of whose contributions have gone a long way...