Fancy, isn't it? Especially the obscure song reference.

SEINFELD. Oh god. I can't imagine how no one's come up with that yet. Seinfeld, 100%, no questions asked. I love that show.

The Big Read meme
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ

( Cut because the meme is too long for human eyes )

So, I finally got around to translating Yoko's pre-orgasmic shouts during that last half of Kiss Kiss Kiss, from Double Fantasy. Why? Boredom and curiosity.

So...

All through the song, there's a little background of Yoko saying the word "Datte" over and over. Datte is a conjunction that can mean either also, too, and, or even. I'm thinking and makes more sense.

When the actual singing ends and she starts really getting into it, if you know what I mean, she starts shouting "MOTO! MOTO!"

Moto is a phrase commonly used when one is sitting at a sushi bar(which, if you ever do visit Japan, you should never do. Those things are fucking expensive), and finds that one has run out of wasabi.

I'd like more wasabi, you say. Moto wasabi onegaishimasu.

Moto=More.

Yoko is evidently shouting for the penis or penis-shaped object screwing her to give her a little more. Mmm. Someone's enjoying this.


Then she gets to saying this thing I can't quite make out, like chikare or something. Chikatta...chikatte...chikare...I have no idea what it is, probably due to my crappy speakers, so we'll leave it at that.

I hope this has been an educating post. You now know what Yoko shouts during sex.

(oh yeah. And note--I had to listen to the song three times to make sure she was saying datte instead of something else that made progressively less sense. I admit I enjoyed it. In a sort of "WTF OH GOD I HOPE THE NEIGHBORS DON'T HEAR THIS" sort of way.)

MY ANUS IS BLEEDING.

(see 4:55 for details. But watch the whole thing first)

Okay, so I bought a couple Julian Lennon records off Ebay. They were only two bucks each, so I admit I got them more for the price than actually wanting to hear Julian Lennon sing. :P

But I was seriously surprised.

DAMN. THAT KID IS GOOD.


Valotte is an AWESOME album. I actually really like it. The title song is almost just as good as any of his dad's songs, and OK For You is surprisingly catchy. I had my dad listen to it, and he said, "Wow. He's better than John."

Me: Um. Almost.

But seriously, I'd recommend it for anyone who reads my livejournal. Which is probably no one, but nonetheless... (lol)

Ohgod I'm so addicted to these quizzes.

		I will marry George Harrison.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Kyoto in our fabulous Mansion.
		We will have 8888 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a Lavender Toyota Rav4.
		I will spend my days as a Journalist, and live happily ever after.

Maximum suckage alert. Take whatever you want, just comment. <3











Do 11 and 12 look like some already made? I can't tell.

Well hi thur all you people who don't read or care about my livejournal.

This is the first post ever. So.

About me: I live in Japan. I'm American, but I speak Japanese alright and look Asian, so I get by. Also, I, along with practically half the Japanese population who aren't mooning over J-pop, love the Beatles.

So here's a Beatles-related present for you lovely gentlemen.

(excerpt from Uncyclopedia on Strawberry Fields): Strawberry Fields is a large field in Liverpool, England. Nothing is Real, and there's Nothing to Get Hung About. But if you look closely, you'll see really big Strawberries. No, it's not a hallucination, unless you have reason to believe that you're hallucinating. They're really there, man.





P.S. So if I say something that really doesn't make sense or totally contradicts myself here, just know it's because I'm a registered expat.