Posts Tagged ‘Japan’

This isn’t very interesting but it does have a photo of Tennant (not my idea) for the ladies,(but obviously not for Doctor Who fans because he has nothing to do with it) and lots of stats and stuff to show you how many wonderful peeploids worried my blog last year.

The stats helper monkeys at mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

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The average container ship can carry about 4,500 containers. This blog was viewed about 19,000 times in 2010. If each view were a shipping container, your blog would have filled about 4 fully loaded ships.

In 2010, there were 28 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 110 posts. There were 53 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 4mb. That’s about 1 pictures per week.

The busiest day of the year was February 17th with 559 views. The most popular post that day was Has Anyone Seen Our David…?.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were,,,, and

Some visitors came searching, mostly for cheryl cole, underground map, london underground, lady gaga, and captain pugwash.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.


Has Anyone Seen Our David…? February 2010


GaGa Ooh La La! December 2009


Sci-Fi’s Unsung Heroes #53,627 – Ensign Ro Laren August 2009


Star Wars Episode VII-A New Blog September 2009


The One About Not Drinking August 2009
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This is Nisan.

He lives in Japan.

The pillowcase is his girlfriend.


(Presumably the pillowcase is washable…)

He is part of a growing subculture in Japan known as 2-D Lovers,an offshoot of otaku culture,the obsessive fandom surrounding anime,manga and videogames in the Land of the Rising Sun.Nisan takes Nemutan,the name of the character on the pillowcase,everywhere.They are inseparable,going to the karaoke on the weekends and on long road trips.


It may seem strange to us,but I bet she never complains about him wanting to watch the sumo wrestling.


Posted: January 4, 2010 in Geekgasm, Japan, Life
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…what the internet was invented for.



Hmmm…another successful weekend with my bestest little boy.Here’s a quick rundown of the scrapes and japes we got into.

He’s 13 in November…a scary prospect.

But is it as scary as a 100-foot tall Japanese rubber duck who hates water?

My son and I have a mild addiction to this particular commercial,and we watched it more times than is healthy on YouTube.According to some of the comments,there is rather more to this ad than just a refreshing alternative to water.It may be a metaphor for an alternative lifestyle,specifically an alternative sexual lifestyle.

Or do some people read too much into these things?

Saturday was a great day for stupidity collectors.One of our favourite pastimes is going up and down in the lift in Marks



& Spencers…don’t ask.On this particular occasion we entered the lift only to be greeted by a group of about 6 people who,according to them,had been stuck in the lift and had been going up and down about 4 times,unable to open the doors.

This trip could be exciting,I thought to myself.I will finally get the chance to tweet about getting stuck in a lift.

Upon reaching the ground floor,the spokesman of the group of hostages asked me to open the door by pressing the “open doors” switch (stop me if I’m getting too technical),which I was only too happy to do…and the doors opened.Now…apart from the fact that this lot couldn’t manage to do this,which caused me a lot of amusement (I’m like that),shouldn’t the doors have opened automatically?  They always have before when I’ve been in it…any lift experts please get in touch.



I have always had weak ankles….my joints are made from balsa wood.

I was painfully reminded of this on Sunday afternoon on our way home from my parent’s house,as my left foot had a funny five minutes and decided to slip off the kerb and fold itself underneath me.This has happened to me before,most embarrassingly in a previous job where I managed to combine twisting my ankle with falling down a flight of stairs,in plain view of everybody.

Many’s the time I’ve been laid up with a bag of frozen peas (I hate sprouts) strapped to my ankle,but I was spared that fun this time.Luckily I didn’t have to send my son to call an ambulance while I writhed in agony on the pavement.It is a source of constant amazement that I have never broken an ankle or indeed any bone in my body.I’m a kind of Anti-Jackie Chan.

I shall be going to meet my maker with very few scars,and that’s just the way I like it.

Next time-Marjorie’s back!!