tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8189125011913017491.post4747246182226007551..comments2023-11-05T02:39:09.527-08:00Comments on Monkey Man: My Date With A Blue Haired GirlMonkey Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06741294113777908130noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8189125011913017491.post-49615679851567055332009-09-06T13:12:59.579-07:002009-09-06T13:12:59.579-07:00Great story MM. Your blue-haired daughter is love...Great story MM. Your blue-haired daughter is lovely and hopefully she will be less bothered by her anxiety problem as time goes by. I am a great believer in the "time heals everything" - which it obviously does ... eventually. She certainly seems to have a great personality.<br /><br />My sister-in-law, who is slightly older than I, served as a missionary in the Japanese Evangical Band until about 10 year ago. She spent some 30-odd years in Kobe, spreading the 'word' to all who would listen. The Japanese are mainly Shintoist or Buddhists of course but sis-in-law did not let a minor thing like that put her off.<br /><br />She held 'bible classes' for all, with the addition of tuition in the English language for one hour after each bible class. She learned to speak Japanese in her first few years in Kobe and her bible classes became very popular. I think she realised that it was really the English tuition that attracted most of her 'flock'. She was initially 'converted' when she attended a Billy Graham meeting when she was about 20-something & remains a spinster as she is wedded to her work.<br /><br />BTW, when I was about 21 I bought a very bright blue suit. Shiny material, as blue as the bluest summer sky. I felt great when I wore it for the first time but as I walked out my house to catch a bus I felt as though everybody was looking at me. I felt quite self conscious and uncomfortable. I gave it to my younger brother after that one wearing! Your daughter would not have acted so stupidly as I did then, I'm pretty sure of that!PhilipHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06811831703263176415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8189125011913017491.post-30189403960419456982009-07-08T16:50:51.389-07:002009-07-08T16:50:51.389-07:00You are a lucky man.
TYou are a lucky man.<br /><br />TInside our hands, outside our heartshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04135186996993725893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8189125011913017491.post-29067855010420677562009-07-06T15:25:38.532-07:002009-07-06T15:25:38.532-07:00We have a common saying in Detroit. We use it freq...We have a common saying in Detroit. We use it frequently because of our penchant for "blue hair and cat ear headbands."<br /><br />The nation looks askance at us and all we have become with our own "anxiety disorders" too numerous to list; but to them all who rudely stare and question our being, we as a city, simply shrug and say "fuck 'em"<br /><br />I never should have allowed my son to watch Shogun at age 5. That's where it began for him. By age 15 he was fluent enough in both kanji and spoken Japanese to find an exchange student to practice with.<br /><br />At age 21 he decided to quit his full ride scholarship and go and work for a year in an auto plant in southern Japan.<br /><br />Must have been a hell of year, no group supporting him, no subsidy from any school, just himself who decided he didn't like working in an auto parts plant. He took a job teaching Japanese as a second language to Chinese and Koreans.<br /><br />Of course he didn't make enough money to pay the rent so it cost us 3k to spring him. He went back twice since for less lengthy stays, which didn't cost us much except for the excess luggage fees.<br /><br />Now he's married to a wonderful Thai young lady and learning her language. I love her like my own daughter but I am wondering how much their trip (unannounced thus far) is going to cost us.the walking manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10058913927297370740noreply@blogger.com