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Sunday, February 22, 2009

The Mission Three

Benson leaned back and reached into his coat pocket. He pulled out a new passport and an airline ticket. He handed both documents to Dillon. "Your name is Phillp Newcombe, a computer system engineer and in Japan to sort out a problem with their data base". Dillon took the passport and opened it,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

The Mission Two.

Benson took his orders directly from the President himself. Although he was CIA, he wasn't part of the usual network. Working independently since the Bush Administration's screw up in Iraq, Benson was a spook in the real sense of the word. Dillon leaned back on the cold headstone. The wind was... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

The Mission.

The rusted sign with peeling white paint above the entrance read; St James Cemetery. Peter Dillon pushed the wrought iron gate open. It squeaked on it's rusted hinges and the noise seemed to echo off the broken tombstones scattered around. Dillon was a tall man with ruggered features, his shoulder... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Yakitori Restaurant, Part Five, The Final

So, there we stood in the middle of a small road, Angus sitting on the ground, Jo rubbing his back, Ted still wiping vomit from his jacket and me wondering if I'll ever get this girl between the sheets. Ted's cursing and I'm amazed at his choice of vocabulary, I hadn't realized there were so many... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Yakitori Restaurant, Part Four

So the beer continued to flow, the chicken continued to be eaten and all of us slowly became drunker and drunker. I was still in leg-contact with the sexy Jo. I glanced at my watch and saw it was almost 11:30. "Hey, let's go to karaoke!" Ted suddenly bellowed, spraying those near him with chicken... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Yakitori Restaurant, Part Three

More beer and food was placed on the table, Angus had finally dragged a chair to the table and was now in heavy conversation with Jenny. At the counter, were only the two short skirt, big breasted, girls. One of them was sleeping while the other was chatting with the restaurant's master. I was still... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Yakitori Restaurant, Part Two.

Ted's still laughing and as I sipped my second huge beer, I couldn't help but smile myself. An extra chair had been pulled up at the three Jay's table and Jo was beckoning me to come and sit with them. I smiled and slide off the stool, "Where you go foreigner?" Ted asked, "Over there," I point to... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

The People in theYakitori Restaurant

There's a small, very small, restaurant near my home which serves grill chicken of a stick to hungry customers. This resturant has to be one of the smallest on the planet. It consists of a counter that would sit around 8 people, a small side room with one table and four small chairs. I sat at the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Keystone Firefighters.

We have all heard the Keystone Cops from the silent movie era. Twenty policeman hanging from a moving vehicle chasing the bad guy, who as it happens is smarter. Here in Japan I witness a 21st Century Keystone Cops show, except they were firefighters. I was riding home on a cold afternoon, the sky... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Funny and Disgusting.

I don't think there is a day that goes by in this country where I don't happen across something funny or disgusting. So, I'll start with what I saw today as I rode a city train. It all started at around 6:00pm, I had to travel to another part of Osaka city for a business meeting. Usually I would... Sign in to see full entry.

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