Friday, 3 April 2009
Pretentious plonkers and how fun that looks
Our Man missed it, but apparently the place to be on Tuesday night was the 24-hour Kashiwa central post office. Kashiwa, dear not-so-knowledgeable-readers, is the big city two stops down the line from Abiko. They've got a Mos Burger and a Freshness Burger, so you can imagine the cosmopolitanatiousness of the place. Anyway, the joint was hopping just before midnight with wannabe rock bands, unpublished authors and other ill-asorted arty types all brandishing their latest demo CDs, novel manuscripts and, er, easels. How come? It was the 31st. So? Just before the fiscal New Year. Yeah, so? Just minutes away from the deadline for many a Japanese national competition for newbie writers/rockers and painters to post their precious works of art.
Anyway, that event, coupled with the recent post about the seven stages of Gaijinhood and this money-spinning idea from an agent provocateur to write about the Abikan Maritime Self-Defence Force for cash! and this philosophical post from Our Man's favourite footwear-flinger got Our Man thinking (lock the drinks cabinet, Our Woman): What's he doing messing around blogging about the periphery of J-politics when he could be writing That Fantastically Fantastic Cult Novel? (Well, because he's got sod all left to say to the world, and besides, he kinda likes blogging).
Fear not loyal reader(s) Our Man will soldier on, but he might start getting a bit arty farty on you (pretentious quote and pic lifted from a funny post here).
You have been warned.
Labels: The world according to Abiko