Roughly one hundred years ago I was working the help desk at a small publishing company in the Philadelphia suburbs, not all that far from where I live now. When I first got the job I was living with a buddy of mine a few towns over and my commute was about thirty minutes each way. Once our lease was up and I was making a bit more money, I decided to move into my own place down the street from my office, reducing my commute to about five minutes. Living so close to work is great for about a thousand reasons, but my absolute favorite was the fact that I could go home for lunch, nap, make a sandwich, and still get back to my desk with a few minutes to spare. On the rare occasions that I didn't want to nap or jerk off, I'd make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and watch TV; the problem is that there is jack-fucking-shit on television between the hours of say 11AM and 4PM, unless you love shows like Judge Judy or Judge Joe Brown or Judge Judge Reinhold. So I started watching sumo wrestling on ESPN 3 or 4 or so and found that it's actually pretty fucking awesome.
What I'm getting to here is: here is a cool documentary on the surprisingly awesome sport of sumo wrestling called "Sumo Confidential." If it's between the hours of say 11AM and 4PM, I'd highly recommend watching this over anything on TV.
Monday, August 10, 2009
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You know what? You were so right when you said it might not be worth reading. (I saw the sumo stuff on ESPN as well, and it was good, but hey, I already saw it.) I must say, I loved your last Thailand journal, I was -really- hoping for another one. I mean, I suppose it could still happen...
The problem is that I didn't keep a journal at the time, and three weeks of drinking every night will certainly tinker a bit with your memory. So I could theoretically do my best to remember what happened in the three weeks that I was away, but I can guarantee you it won't be all that accurate; I certainly won't be able to remember for sure when certain things took place. You know, if you care about that sort of thing.
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