PS3 Revealed!!

Woke up today to find that the PS3 has been unveiled at the Electronic Entertainment Expo in Los Angeles. If you haven't seen it already then this is what it looks like. I can't wait until it comes out so that I can finally buy it a year and a half later when it has finally dropped to a more reasonable price.

I got an email from my insurance company regarding my claim for going to the eye doctor. They sent all the appropriate forms and in the cover letter it states that all accompanying documentation must be translated into French or English. How in the HELL they expect me to translate a Japanese receipt is beyond me. They're the gaddamned insurance company they should be able to take care of that! Go get a japanese expert to confirm that it is indeed a receipt for an eye examination for God's sakes.

There was an article in my newspaper recently that talked about the Japanese adapting more casual wear for the summer to cut down on air conditioning costs. The government is trying to encourage companies to let their employees dress casually (ie without a jacket or tie.) According to the news article, this attempt is more than likely to fail not because of resistance from companies but actually from employees themselves. They just don't feel comfortable dressing casually for work. They'd rather stick with what they know and love. Strange way of thinking. I think Westerners would have no problem adopting those changes if only their employers would let them. People here love uniforms. I suppose it represents order or something. Everyone wears them from the highschool students to the train conductors to the person directing traffic in the grocery store parking lot.

The best part of the article is that it manages to come up with a description of young people's fashion that is far more eloquent than anything I could ever manage-not even with a million monkeys and a million typewriters. According to the article, Japan is a country where millions of young men and women dress in a riot of uninhibited fashion glee.

Oh Mr. Wallace, your beautiful prose brings tears to my eyes.