Naoto Kan and the empty jars under the kitchen sink

Hey, folks remember Our Man? He barely does, what with all the humidity and that competition that Bully Beef England and the Yankee Doodles are not so good at, but rest assured, there is a proper post in the making (that'll be the day - ed.)

Our Man was catching up on his philosophy the other day. Some lesson about filling a glass jar with golf balls, stones, sand and cups of coffee. He forgets now what each item represented, but the moral of the story was: if you fill your jar with sand, you won't have enough room for all your golf balls.

Our Man doesn't own any golf balls, though he does have a lot of empty glass jars. He's fairly sure one of these days Our Woman will find a use for them other than as items to decorate the shelf under the kitchen sink.

While you're waiting for Our Man to finish his novel, here's a serious link about Blair's legacy on Kan and Japanese politics, and here's a saucy one about aging OL sex in Japan. Oh, the ying and the yang of which one to click on. Ohhhhhm.

Pic lifted from here.