May the Force be with you.

So I finally saw Star Wars the other night. It has only been out for about a month over here in Japan and the movies are prohibitively expensive so I passed on it when it first came out. Then I found out that the first day of every month is only 1000 yen so last night I rushed out after work at 9pm and headed to the next station to go to the movies. What a brilliant brilliant movie. Sure it still has some horribly corny lines and bad acting but the action and the story more than make up for it. Anyways the movie let out at 12:15 am so I ran all the way back to the station so as to not miss the last train. I saw a couple of interesting things on the way home that told me that I don't stay out late nearly enough.

I was waiting on the station platform when the train pulled up. As the doors opened and I stepped onto the train I was almost knocked on my butt by the overwhelming reek of alcohol that wafted through the train carriage. The train wasn't packed but all the seats were taken. I then realized to my great amusement that practically everybody on the train had been out drinking all night in Tokyo and were now taking the last train home. I'd bet money that the other 7 or 8 cars were exactly the same. I was riding home with 300 drunk people.

I was walking home when an oncoming car was approaching and and I heard the whine of a scooter behind me. I stepped off the road and the scooter roared past almost crashing head on with the car. It was being piloted by a young woman with a helmet so far back on her head that it offered absolutely no protection whatsoever. She dodged the car and then paused at the red light before deciding to dash through the interesection into the 7-Eleven parking lot on the other side. It was then that I realized that she too was probably a little innebriated. When I caught up to her she was awkwardly trying to set up the kickstand of the scooter. She was actually a pretty fine looking girl and she was dressed to the nines. She took off her helmet and set it on the seat where it immediately proceeded to fall to the ground. She just stood there staring at it for a couple seconds, probably trying to decide if she had enough functioning motor skill remaining to bend over and pick it up. In the end she decided against it and simply kicked it under her scooter with her highheels. I just laughed and kept on walking.