Chillaxing

So I went to a Christmas party this afternoon at a friends house in the city. It was a fun day. There was an endless flow of candy, chocolate, whiskey and umeshu(plumb liqueur). My friend and his wife just had a baby last year so we got to enjoy the plentiful cute things that a 13 month old half japanese/half american girl does.

The event started off pretty sketchy when my buddy scared the little girl just by looking at her. Granted, he was wearing yakuza gear and giant earings, but the kid just broke down crying. It was the funniest thing i had seen all day. It was the peak of Japanese xenophobia epitomized in a 13 month old reality. Sometimes i feel that adult japanese people around town just want to burst into tears and scream when i walk by, but that for another discussion.

The day got more lively as the host's friend showed up with a 3 year old half japanese/half american boy. This kid was hilarious. When we finally changed the music from christmas carols to Dr. Dre, the young man started break-dancing like a professional. He had mad skills. The kid danced for about an hour, almost through the whole rap album.

I will tell you this, my japanese skills has been improving a lot lately, but in the room with 5 gai-jin, 2 japanese, and 2 infants I was only better than one of the infants at Japanese. I felt like a bit of a failure.

Soon after the infant dance party, Total Recall, the classic Arnold holiday movie, was put on the high definition blu-ray TV. I think im going to make watching Arnold movies a Christmas tradition.

My thoughts are a bit loose this evening seeing as I have been drinking all day and im now bored to tears in my room. I suppose i should go to bed.