Karaoke in Ishinomaki
Oh, is there any sweeter call to congregate than the words: Karaoke Nomihokai (Karaoke Drinking Party). So, I wasn’t planning on going out on Friday night, because I was DEAD EXHAUSTED from teaching Elementary school kids and lack of sleep, BUT, someone emailed out, Karaoke Nomihokai and I just had to say yes :grin:. And besides, this would have been my second time out to Ishinomaki, and I could finally experience some night life there! So we started out going to a bar that actually served Pizza! Real Pizza! I thought I was in heaven! That was, until I had to deal with the staff at the bar…
The evening started out innocent enough. We all sat down at the bar and placed our orders. The place looked kinda cool actually. It had this vintage brick building look to its interior. It reminded me of home and brick oven pizzas (but these pizzas weren’t brick oven…but more on that dillema later). So we were all chilling and having a good time, having some laughs; commending each other on a fine work on our blogs and how we’re all going to go home and blog about the evening and then read each others blogs, even though we were all there and knew what happened, and even wrote about it! But there’s something about the allure of other people writing about the same incident you were apart of that just NABS at your attention. I doubt anyone else, but my fellow Miyagi bloggers actually read my blog.
So we’re just having the best of times, when we realize that the place only has one oven and we each ordered our own pizzas (they only had one size: fridiculously small), so the pizzas came out one at a time. Try waiting 20 min per pizza per person. Yeah, we were all starving by the time we all got our food, only not all of us got our food Annie and I didn’t get our pizzas. But we totally brushed it off, because it probably wasn’t often that so many Gaijin (foreigner…seriously, you need to commit this word to memory, it’s in my freaking blog title for Godsakes!) came into the dude’s bar at one time ordering pizza, so he was bound to forget (um, do they not have pens and paper to take down orders in Japan? Oh wait, they do, this guy, just decided not to). It was all good, Annie shared some of someone else’s pizza and I had half of Matt’s :).
Then it came time to pay, and thats when the drama started. Apparently, there was a sitting charge that the bartenders conveniently neglected to tell us about (oh of course :grin:). The sitting charge was 500 yen. That’s right, about $5 F*ing dollars to sit in a bar. Not only did I not get my pizza, but I had to pay for using the stool, well, that’s just great, no point in arguing it, except, 2 members of our party didn’t even have chairs!!! That’s right, they stood the whole time, because there were no chairs for them to sit on and they were STILL charged a seating charge! Now that’s F*d up! The guy would not budge on this rule either and it really was f*ing ridiculous :mad:. I can understand paying, I sat down. But these two didn’t. Now that’s just rude. What an asshole :evil:! Yeah dude, you just lost like 10 customers, I would have come back, the pizza was decent, but the service is in the shitter.
But then came Karaoke. Sweet sweet karaoke. There was no drama there, only Karaoke. Therefore, nothing interesting happened, except for the following highlights: We sang odd songs like, Chim Chim Cheree, I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause, and Hakuna Mattata. Akira (The Native…yeah, I’m gonna call him the Native :razz:), is hella good at singing songs (I have yet to meet a native who isn’t), especially japanese rap (and you thought American Rap was tough, try Japanese, it’s fast AND furious, not one or the other). The most fun songs of the evening, I daresay, were New York New York: everyone got into it, even the Brit, David, and My Humps. It was done as a duet where the girls read the girl part and the guys read the guy part (stating the obvious is very en vogue in Japan, you know). It was fricking hilarious. The girls would have this ridiculous long section where they could never keep up with the words and all the guys would say is: “She’s got me spending…” If you know the song you’ll know what I’m talking about. Then we would all take the part where he says, “Whatcha gonna do with all that junk…” very seriously. Oh Jouzu! Jouzu!!!! Sugoi! 
September 26th, 2006 at 8:31 pm
hahhahhaha hilarious!!!!
dude, akira made a bit of a fuss for me that i didn:t get my pizza. but they were all like whatt?? and then akira just offered his pizza. so when you mean annie shared someone else:s pizza, you relaly mean, annie ATE all of “the natives” pizza.
fridiculous
is a cool word. sounds like what i should call my refrigerator since it opens up on its own.
and dude. we gotta kkkkklak again. that was fun