Random Photos

A restaurant near our home.  Notice the sign - "Don't mess with Texas."  All the servers wear cowgirl attire...

The ever popular mop walking socks!

Fun things to make with little sausages...

Sorry, this photo needs rotated but I got lazy.  This is a toilet brush with a mirror so you can see under the rim.  Those are my fingers in the mirror.
Simon, a fellow teacher, holding a very large citrus fruit.
It's comparable to a grapefruit I think.  Simon is from
Australia, lives here with his Japanese wife.  Jaxon affectionately
calls him "Australian Dude".

Say yes to the dless!  This brochure came in the mail.  Yes,
it is advertising wedding dresses...I mean dlesses.

Our very own black swan!  First one I have ever seen.  This one swims in the canal that surrounds Marugame Castle.

Just love this one - it's from the zoo.  The big cat cages go over the walkway and are open fencing - meaning
that if you are standing below it and kitty has to go, you wear it.  



A special machine just for washing shoes.  Crazy!

A knee patch on one of my students shorts.  No, he's never been to
Washington, or even out of Japan for that matter.


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