Saturday, 12 December 2009

Ju Nee ban - childhood memories are not for destroying.


So I didn't post a blog last month....... I broke the rules apparently and I apologise....... are we cool now?

So over the last couple of months on this over populated yet lonely island, I have still managed to engage in a couple of activities that not only give a sense of nostalgia but also enrage, and I have come across oddities for which are referred to as "entertainment" here.

Today we begin with the re-discovery of PEZ! I remember it being different...... really to be honest I remember it being fun. This time - it wasn't. I know, I know....... we should leave the kids stuff to the kids - but it was PEZ! As a child, I spent a few years of my "life discovery" living in the fast paced, high intensity rural township of Dannevirke. I remember there was a small grocery behind Dannevirke high school that used to sell PEZ. A friend and I used to buy them and then go and play down the back of his house in the river and trees while eating the "make believe" pellets of energy from our "make believe" energy dispensers which just so happened to be the PEZ unit itself. 20 something years later, those good times PEZ memories are just that - "memories". I was in my local supermarket the other day and spied this PEZ unit - for those of you who are completely unfamiliar with PEZ (are you amish?) it was the small toy pictured that you loaded with candy, and when you pulled the head back, it would dispense a single unit of one of the loaded candies. Wow, to begin with I don't recall the loading process taking a good half an hour! Obviously my fingers are not as small as they used to be. Holding the unit open with one hand while trying to drop a candy in, without the candy falling on its side, with the other hand was a harder process than I remember......





anyway after a good half an hour of sitting on my couch getting awfully frustrated with incorrectly loaded PEZ candies I finally finished! Only to eat them all less than 5 mins later....... PEZ tastes great..... even better out of the dispenser but not great enough to entice me to load it 3 more times, I thought this as I sat there eating the candy straight from the packet giving the dog faced PEZ unit a horrible stare........

geez I was just plain straight pezzed off!



I turned the TV on a couple of weeks ago. It doesn't get used that often - due to my inability to understand much of whats been said, and the last time I turned it on it wasn't just the language I had trouble comprehending! It was an afternoon show with a very attractive Japanese girl sitting on a stool answering questions, and as far as I could tell, regardless of a correct or incorrect answer, she would get smacked in the head by another Japanese bloke with a giant air filled plastic hammer. It was mesmerizing to watch and just odd. It seemed like a dating show whereby the contestants were competing for a moment of humiliation by an unknown old man....... I'd talk about it further....... if I had understood it - but I didn't.

Well at this point I am going to finish but leave you with a final discovery. While in the supermarket the other day I came across a box of crisps that reminded me of a youtube video made in tribute to an accent of the country I love so dearly.


Sometimes I feel beached as guys!

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