Tobitakyū Station, Tokyo
Tobitakyū Station, Tokyo
Tobitakyū Station, Tokyo
Tuesday, December 31, 2019
Sunday, December 29, 2019
Thursday, December 26, 2019
Monday, December 23, 2019
Friday, December 20, 2019
Wednesday, December 18, 2019
Friday, December 13, 2019
Thursday, December 12, 2019
Tuesday, December 10, 2019
Monday, December 9, 2019
Saturday, December 7, 2019
Friday, December 6, 2019
Tokyo Stadium Street
Dark green - South Africa
Emerald green - Ireland
Red and white striped - Japan
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Do you know the national colour of Ireland was originally not green?
"Ireland's national colour was originally BLUE, not green" (Irish Post website)
Dark green - South Africa
Emerald green - Ireland
Red and white striped - Japan
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Do you know the national colour of Ireland was originally not green?
"Ireland's national colour was originally BLUE, not green" (Irish Post website)
Wednesday, December 4, 2019
Sunday, December 1, 2019
Maria Tecce "Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis"
(hooker = prostitute, sex worker)
Originally by Tom Waits
Lyrics (Tom Waits)
Hey Charlie, I'm pregnant and living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue
And I stopped taking dope, and I quit drinking whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone and works out at the track
He says that he loves me even though it's not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring that was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancing every Saturday night
And hey Charlie, I think about you everytime I pass a fillin' station
On account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair
And I still have that record of Little Anthony and the Imperials
But someone stole my record player - now, how do you like that?
Hey Charlie, I almost went crazy after Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha to live with my folks
But everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis, this time I think I'm gonna stay
Hey Charlie, I think I'm happy for the first time since my accident
I wish I had all the money we used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot, and I wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just drive a different car every day, dependin' on how I feel
Hey Charlie, for chrissakes, if you want to know the truth of it
I don't have a husband, he don't play the trombone
need to borrow money to pay this lawyer, and Charlie, hey
I'll be eligible for parole come Valentine's day