Read My Lips - the blog

Of sushi breath and other odd odors

I don't know if any of ya'll readers are keeping up with the happenings here on Read My Lips, but it seems our reputation is being dragged through the mud in Japan. I'm not real clear on what was being said, but it concerned this here post. I was curious about it, of course, so ran right over to your friendly neighborhood babelfish and tried to get it translated into Texanese. About the best I could get is this:

Because Website of PS.The New York Times has taken pay system, when it passes fixed time, it seems that the article only one part stops being indicated by the picture. Just a little it was perplexed, but certain ???? of America, in ???, "Read My Lips-the blog", had picked up this topic. Also the article is quoted totally long. Also the interpretation that with respect to copyright, a little there is a problem, is possible, but because it make the source clear, we would like to introduce. You could point also the track/truck back, but Japanese of the optimistic open space letter doing to transform into that sight, it came out. As for entry being to fear ??????, the ? ? ? which it stops.

Now the best I could figure out was they were all agog over bananadog and wanted to pass it around on JOL (Japan On Line) and were worried about breaking copyright laws, either that, or they were claiming that they had created bananadog and wondered why they were not properly credited, or just wondered what was the price on those bananas at Wal-Mart. Although I am awful glad to be getting visitors from that fine upstanding volcanic atoll on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, I ain't doing all that well getting a good handle on speaking enough Spanish to order the right brand of beer in the local border towns, so it might be awhile before I catch onto how to interpret ya'll's chicken scratches enough to understand what all the hoopla is about. All I can say is Yee Haw! Thanks for dropping in and come back any old time.

Then, on the more serious side of the current occurrences hereabouts ... I am most hopeful I have allayed a young momma's fears when she was worried why her baby's poop has green in it. It might be a surprise to many of ya'll that I get quite a few hits a day from people searching for green baby poop.

Nobody got the joke in last night's report. I didn't even get a dirty look.

I met with a man earlier today. He was seeking something. He thought I might be of assistance in his search. He needed recruits. He was a navel recruiter. I tugged my shirt down so as to conceal my Buddha belly and sent him on his way. End of report.

Posted by Tiger at February 25, 2005 11:57 PM | TrackBack