Our college buddy Zigmaster Flash is in town (he's the one we visited in D.C. last August) this weekend, and I'm ready for some good ol' urusai gaijin* merriment. Zig and I studied in Japan together during college, and our little crew of three women and three men spent many a weekend having adventures, whether going in search of Osaka's best porn shop, perfecting our karaoke rendition of George Michael's Faith, or going to crazy festivals. I'll have to dig out my adventure hat and cook up some mischief tonight. Or at least cook up some okonomiyaki.
*We called ourselves the urusai gaijin, or annoying/loud foreigners, because that's how people viewed us on the train, even if we were talking quietly. But often, I admit, we were not talking quietly, because there is only so much quiet one can achieve while being 20 in Japan.
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