- - - 5/30/2004 - - -


Filed under: — Andy @ 6:45 am

I played basketball this evening in Hachioji with a club I signed up for. The club is great. The people are really nice and helpful. The club also has people from many different countries including, Malaysia, China, France, Canada, Australia, and others from the US. There might be more but those are only the people I met today. Today was special as well because there a was a TV crew filming us and when they left they gave us tons of free drinks and ice cream.
Yes, I was still slightly sick but my super immune system almost has whatever I have beaten. Unlike some of my friends who have been sick for over a week now.

Secondly, today was hot! The temperature was over 90° F / 33° C which, coming from California, I am very used to, but the humidity was over 80%. It’s horrible when your sweat refuses to evaporate. It’s like constantly being in a sauna. In the evening when I played basketball it was slightly cooler, but the humidity was still high. Thank god (in a non-religious way) for that free ice cream.


  1. Being the tallest guy in Japan, I assume you’re playing center. I would concentrate on the baby hook, the drop step, your general post moves, and especially your dunks. The rims are like 5 feet high over there right?

    Comment by Lenny — 5/31/2004 @ 9:30 pm
  2. Although I may be tall compared to the Japanese, the club, like I stated, is very multinational. So I am not the tallest one in the club by far. There are even a few Japanese that are taller than I am. There is also a really tall black guy who is very good. The rim is the standard 10 feet high.

    Comment by Andy — 6/1/2004 @ 7:12 am
  3. Japanese feet or English feet? Go rent the movie Wasabi

    Comment by Ken — 6/1/2004 @ 6:08 pm
  4. Japanese use metric system, but since basketball is an American game the rim is always 10 American feet. And I don’t need to rent it as I’ve already seen it :)

    Comment by Andy — 6/1/2004 @ 6:32 pm
  5. "Ice creauuum. Lieutenann Daaan, ice creauuum…”

    ::Ice cream!
    "Moi-isheru bebe”
    ~You seen a Chinese guy?
    ::Ya, me!
    ~Not you, another Chinese guy.
    ::OK… right here! HAHAHAHA!
    ~He’s here!
    "[punch] kyu yugu-ik mongola?”
    ::Wo ire bu ang-bula!
    ~ …
    ::Would you like some ice cream?

    "Ice cream!”
    ~Can I have some ice cream?
    *Gimme that
    ~AH! He stole my cushion! Kyung help he stole my cushion!

    "Barry can pick out the exact right flavor of ice cream to follow any meal. Go ahead. Challenge him. ”
    :: Challenge him?
    ~ Go on.
    :: Franks and beans.
    ~ Scoop of chocolate, scoop of vanilla. Don’t waste my time.

    "These things are good: ice cream and cake, a ride on a harley, seeing monkeys in the trees, the rain on my tongue, and the sun shining on my face. These things are a drag: dust in my hair, holes in my shoes, no money in my pocket, and the sun, shining on my face.”

    "And Vern, I guess you got the chocolate. Don’t you want yours, Vern? Well pay the lady.”

    "Now put your clothes back on, and I’ll buy you an ice cream.”

    "Can we get you anything?”
    :: Ice cream… I want some ice cream.
    ~Ice cream, ok, what flavor do you want?
    :: It doesn’t matter. It’s for my ass.

    "I want a party with roomfuls of laughter;
    Ten thousand tons of ice cream.
    And if I don’t get the things I am after,
    I’m going to screeeeeeeEEEEEAM!”

    Comment by Ken — 6/1/2004 @ 6:39 pm

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