(Umm, jumping a bit ahead of myself here. The farm pictures are after the “keep reading” link)
Anyway, it was just Christmas the other day but first I have a huge backlog of pictures and stuff to get through, so let’s just get started with the farm pictures. So a while back I was going to one of my favourite temples with a friend (my first visit back since the infamous face-smashing I received at the hands of a bean-flinging sumo wrestler earlier this year)when we got sidetracked and ended up on a farm. We then proceeded to engage in a laundry list of farm-like activities in the middle of Japan which just goes to prove that you can take the boy out of Wisconsin, but you can’t take the Wisconsin out of the boy. Fortunately for you all, I took pictures, so now it’s like you too were on the farm! Hoorays!
My friend, beware of the sheep. For much like the deer in Nara koen, these seemingly cute and cuddly creatures will flash mob you and bring you down in a frightening flurry of wooly ankle-biting fury. And for gods sake, whatever you do, when you run out of food to feed them, run – RUN – for your life!
I suppose even animals enjoy a bit of mugging for the camera from time to time. The guinea pig at the bottom is freaky as all hell, but I swear to you, this is a real guinea pig, straight as it came out of the camera.
this poor (tiny) little horsie was so hungry he was eating the fence!
This totally reminds me of Dramatic Prairie dog (click the link and you’ll see).
Milking a Cow: a play in three parts
The aftermath (she enjoyed it, methinks)
Cam whoring for a better tomorrow
My mother is always complaining that I never put up pictures of myself on the blog (you see mother, when I’m the one with the camera it usually transpires that I do not end up in the shots I take), so to get her off my case, here are a bunch of pictures that demonstrate reason one why I should never be in front of a recording device for any extended period of time – chiefly my inability to resist making stupid faces or poses to be photographically preserved for posterity and the everlasting shame of my ancestors.
At least she should be lucky that I didn’t borrow a page from my homegirl Pia and post an angsty self-portrait of myself sitting on a countertop in a skimpy tanktop for the whole world to see. (note: before you all rush off to click on that link, she took down the picture because her mother was mortified, that’s just the aftermath post. This is just to illustrate a point. Which is that I’d better not hear any more parental moaning about lack of self-portrait pictures on my blog, or the next shot I’m posting is of me in a tanktop lounging on a countertop. Believe that sexiness, ya’ll.)
And just so this isn’t totally about me, I should probably post a picture of my lovely travel companion.
And everything else I was too lazy to put into a category.
Note play area just off to the side
Omigod, the cheese on these burgers was so delicious…!
An old man cooking preparing an eel for our dinner
Okay. That is all for now. Hope you enjoyed quickie I’m-too-lazy-to-write-something picture post. The farm was fun. I want to go again sometime.
And to thank you all for reading and because I feel guilty for not writing much of substance, you may enjoy the song that I am currently playing on my computer. Because nothing says “farmlife” like some good old fashion gangster rap.
Happy holidays and more posts to come soon!
Grafh – I don’t care (feat. Splitt)
(03’52″ :: 128kbp .mp3)
Now listening to: Grafh – “I don’t care (feat. Splitt)”