More Squid Please: Return of the Prodigal Wondertwins
Posted by Eliza Gauger
Having just returneth from the deeps, and by that I mean the Tokyo Games Show, I can say with authority that I have squandered more yen on rice crackers, train tickets, yaoi, and squid chips than I care to relate.
I miss Tokyo with an intensity I did not expect. Even now, sitting in my squalid yurt somewhere in the Bay Area, I can think only of boarding a train crammed with fragrant schoolgirls, only to emerge five minutes later in gorgeous, novel parts of a metropolis so bizarre that even the dump trucks say Please and Thank You.
I would like to extend our gratitude to Ross, Derek and Qais for holding down the fort so admirably while we were gone. They really did better with Ectomo than Brownlee and I have been doing these days, although we’re both getting back on the horse as soon as we stop shitting mochi.
Categories: Going Like This, Japan
Posted at 8:06 pm on September 26, 2007
8 Comments -
Look! it’s a tiny and a flynn!
Comment by chris furniss — September 26, 2007 @ 8:13 pm
“…although we’re both getting back on the horse…”
Hoo-wee. Should have waited until the previous post was a bit further down before using a phrase like that.
Comment by Robert — September 26, 2007 @ 8:21 pm
You can breathe a sigh of relief everyone, the horrible nightmare is over.
Robert - Oh, she means it.
Comment by Ross Rosenberg — September 26, 2007 @ 8:54 pm
Your coverage of the TGS over on Destructoid was sublime, Eliza! Florian’s tweren’t nothin’ ta sneer at, neither!
Comment by Racerabbit — September 26, 2007 @ 9:34 pm
Welcome back!
Comment by chesh — September 26, 2007 @ 9:45 pm
@Robert , thought exactly the same . I think that by “getting back ” she meant a sort of revenge for the horrible end of Mr. Hands. The Horse had no fault , Eliza. He ’s got no name too but that’s another story.
Anyway , welcome back guys !!!
@Ross . Dear boy , horrible nightmares are wath ectomites ask for and deserve.
You were excellent haushalterinnen , meinen freunden!
Comment by camillo miller — September 27, 2007 @ 4:27 am
welcome back, Our host of hosts (and chattel’d mare). would that i had more to here contribute; however, words fail in the face of my next Google search string:
wondertwin horse fisting nightmare squid beast
Comment by zanbowser — September 27, 2007 @ 11:48 am
Now I can’t think of anything more then “I can think only of boarding a train crammed with fragrant schoolgirls”.
Comment by Capt'en Robert — September 27, 2007 @ 4:20 pm