Sumo do, kimono

Finally, my very own kimono (pronounced "yukata") to lounge around in my traditional tatami room at the very ancient ryokan. The furnishing must have cost a penny, but then again, what more does one need? Perhaps this: one of the many manga accessories for those who can't get enough comic-book porno.

Anyway, as you no doubt know, you wear the yukata and a special pair of slippers, except in the bathroom, where you wear a special other pair of slippers but, generally speaking, not the yukata. 

Anyway, on the way over to The Land of the Rising Hemline, I watched the following 2 movies:

Taken: absolutely brilliant, but only a movie-starved, testosterone laden guy would say this. Liam Neeson in a poorly cast story full of holes so big, they could give Dick Cheney's mouth (and head) a run for its money. But the man takes no prisoners:

Evil, fat sheikh in toga with a knife to the girl's throat: "Let us negotiate" (bad middle-eastern accent)

Sharpshooting, cool hero: Bang bang.

Who would NOT like this?

Sumo do, sumo don't: a lighthearted flick about a group of misfits forced into their university's sumo team, because no one takes it up any more (in real life too). Predictable heartwarming ending, with diarrhea, broken bones, broken hearts, pseudo-philosophizing and - wait, maybe I am talking about The Mighty Ducks. No I am not, they are all the same. Gotcha! "Mawashi"!!

PS: For those who asked, that is a body length pillow with the painted anime girl, but the panties are REAL and go around it. Ugh.