On the dreaded “Kancho”

Japan is a really interesting place. Its culture is utterly fascinating and countless sociologists have spent their lives trying to decipher its many mysteries and quirks. However, there is one aspect of Japanese culture that is particularly perpexling to me. It is the game of “Kancho”, played by young and old alike.

So what exactly is the Kancho? Well this is what our dear friend Wikipedia tells us,

Kancho
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Kancho (カンチョー, kanchō?)[1] is a prank often played in Japan; it is performed by clasping the hands together so the index fingers are pointing out and attempting to insert them sharply into someone’s anal region when the victim is not looking.[2][3] It is similar to the wedgie or a goosing, although, as compared to kancho, the former mentioned acts do not involve physical contact which is quite as intimate or direct. A Kancho is often executed simultaneously as the offending party loudly emphasizes the second syllable of “Kan-CHO!”.

The word is a slang adoption of the Japanese word for enema (浣腸, kanchō?)[4]. In accordance with widespread practice, the word is generally written in katakana when used in its slang sense, and in kanji when used of enemas in the medical sense.

Yes, in Japan, it is apparently a national past time to engage in Kancho related activities and jab each other up the butt. Think about it for a second, it is actually socially acceptable to do this as a joke, but to talk on your cellphone while riding the train is a big social faux-pas.

Before coming to Japan on JET, I had heard many tales and stories about the Kancho. My unscientific method consisted of asking every current and former JET I knew if they had experienced it. The anecdotal evidence I collected led me to the conclusion that 100% of the people in Japan have at some point been experienced the kancho.

Still, I held out hope that I would be different. That I, the great Apollo, could be a shining beacon of light in this bleak dreary world. A paragon of hope that one day, ONE day, all men and women may be able to walk freely without fear of being Kancho’ed. And so I made it my personal mission to never get Kancho’ed; to preserve the dignity and honor of Canadians everywhere, and to live by example.

Up until several days ago, my plan had been progressing excellently. My students both loved and feared me due to my patented blend of intimidation and approachability. No one would dare kancho Apollo-sensei for fear of some unspoken terrible but ambiguous repercussion.

So several days ago, I was happily sitting at my desk, when a small group of students came wandering into the teachers office. Among them were several of the little troublemakers, my fan club (as usual), and one of my favourite students, a sweet natured girl who always comes by to talk to me about her love of manga.

We chatted for a bit and joked around, but I made sure to stay firmly planted on my chair. Eventually I was able to shoe them all away to go home.

As I got up to speak to my coworker about what I had planned for the weekend, I heard in the most gleeful sweet little voice “Kannn-”

It was at that moment I realized what was about to happen. It was already too late to employ an evasive maneuver.

*” —C-C-C-C-H-H-H-H-O-O-O-O-OOOOOooooooooo!!!! ”

I couldn’t even brace for impact. It was a direct hit. The force of a million suns, concentrated into a single point.

I turned around and saw my sweet, good natured, manga loving student, smiling up at me, a look of total satisfaction in her eyes. She had taken me down. It was a reverse Gaijin-smash.

Japan – 1
Apollo – 0

” Hehe! You got Kan-cho! ” she exclaimed in the sweetest most innocent little voice. She grabbed her manga which she had accidentally left on my desk and scurried off, leaving me standing there, in utter shock and disbelief that I had been defeated so easily.

I shouldn’t have let my guard down. My ego had gotten the best of me and I allowed the enemy to sneak up from behind (literally). I am sorry to report that I too have succumbed to the dreaded Kancho. I have learned a valuable life lesson and that is  no one can be trusted,  not even the sweetest, most innocent of Japanese schoolgirls can ever ever be trusted. It was truly a sad day for all. I think I died a little inside.

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Nagoya Trip Day 1

A few weekends ago, I went on my first solo trip out of my prefecture. After a month of planning with my good friend, Katy, she and several of our other Toronto JET friends decided to visit the city of Nagoya in Aichi Prefecture.

If you haven`t been to Japan, It`s quite possible you have never heard of Nagoya, however it is actually the third largest city and the fourth most populous metropolitan region in Japan. It is home to 2.25 Million people within the Nagoya core, with a population density of 7000 people per square kilometer (compared to my small city which has a population of 70,000 and a density of 392 people per square km)

It is located near the pacific coast of the Chubu region on the central island of Honshu. I live on the same main island and it took me about 6 hours to get there via overnight bus.

The overnight bus is one of the most interesting forms of transportation in Japan. It is basically exactly what it sounds like –
you take a bus which leaves very late at night, and arrive at your destination sometime in the morning. It`s great because its often
quite a bit cheaper than taking the train, and it allows you to get some sleep before beginning your trip. I definitely recommend it.

On the night of my departure, I went up to Takasaki station and hopped on the overnight bus to Nagoya Station at 11:30 pm. The bus ride was relatively comfortable and after catching a few hours of sleep, I arrived at Nagoya in the wee hours of the morning at 5:20 AM, before
the first train had even begun to run. With nothing to do and nowhere to go, I went into the only open place open at the station –
Mcdonalds. The Mcdonalds was filled with other sleepy, like minded people, most likely also on a trip due to the fact that it was a long
weekend.

After breakfast, I began wandering in and around the station to kill time before the rest of my friends arrived.

This was at the Nagoya Station towers. You can see Nagoya Castle in the background.

Walked around for a bit outside the station. It was a very rainy day.

Finally, my good friends Omar, Rebecca and Katy began to pile in. We all met at the BIC Camera across the street from the station. BIC Camera is an electronics store similar to Yamada Denki. Omar brought an unbelievably huge camping backpack that probably weighed half a ton. By comparison, Rebecca arrived with only her purse. Katy and I being the rational ones of the group came much more realistically equipped with normal sized bags packed with only the bare essentials.

First stop of the day was lunch. It seems that every single place in Japan has its own local specialty, and one of the things Nagoya is
best known for is Miso-Katsu. Miso-Katsu is breaded fried pork cutlet (katsu) coated in a miso flavoured sauce. Curious to sample this taste
of Nagoya, we wandered around the underground shopping mall by the station and eventually came across a line with a half an hour wait
that served Miso-Katsu.

Half an hour later (sigh..we waited), I had my (rather expensive) bowl of miso-katsu in front of me. It was pretty tasty, but nothing
amazing.

After lunch we hopped on the tour bus and made our way to the Toyota Museum of Technology. I`m a big fan of Toyota so I loved seeing the history of the company and how they transformed from a loom making company to the largest automaker in the world. The museum presented a very romanticized view of the rise of Toyota, and one gets the impression that Toyoda-san; the man who almost singlehandedly made Toyota one of the most powerful Zaibatsu in all of Japan was a much loved folk-hero and man of the people. I`m sure the company was just presenting a rose-tinted view of its history, but I totally ate it up.

In any case, I relished the opportunity to see what goes into making a car, and how far the technology has advanced. The amount of technical expertise, leadership, vision, and just millions and millions of man hours that have gone into the corollas and camrys in mine and your driveways today is just staggering.

After the trip at the museum, our next stop was to visit a local craft house that made clay works of art and fine china. We were afforded a
fascinating look at the artisans of Japan (some of whom are designated living Japanese treasures) create their wonderful works of art. Sadly
pictures were prohibited, but being the rebel that I am, I managed to snap a couple of shots.

We had planned many more visits for the day, but underestimated the amount of time we would be spending at each place. After the craft house, we took the bus back to the station in search of dinner and accomodations. And so began the first fiasco of the trip.

Unfortunately due to the last minute finalization of our trip, we were unable to book accommodations in advance. We figured this wouldn`t
be too bad as obviously there had to be some hotels somewhere, and if there weren`t, we could stay at a manga cafe, capsule hotel, or if it
came down to it; a love hotel.

Unbelievably, EVERY SINGLE PLACE IN NAGOYA was fully booked. In what was the most ridiculous hunt for a place to stay ever, Rebecca and I
sat agianst a pillar in the middle of the station and went through a list of 50 or so hotels while Omar, Timmy and Katy went on a journey up and down the streets of Nagoya hoping to find a manga hotel or some sort of place where we could stay the night.

An hour and a half later, Omar, Timmy and Katy returned with one result – a manga cafe down the street. Rebecca and I had no hits at all (although by that point we had gotten really good at asking if there were any rooms available). Unable to decide what to do next, I
made the call to venture back over to the manga cafe and inspect it. I suppose I should explain what a manga cafe is.

A manga cafe is pretty unique to Japan. The ones we visited were sort of a combination between manga cafes and lan cafes. You pay a price per hour and you get a booth with a computer and access to a massive library of manga (comics). In many manga cafes, it is possible to stay
overnight for a set price of maybe \1500-\2400. Some places even have showers, making it an actual viable option for travellers on a budget.

The place we checked out was actually pretty decent. Aside from the perpetual haze of cigarette smoke that lined the ceiling, it was clean, quiet and well organized. They even had a room big enough for the 4 of us to squeeze in (Rebecca would be going home for the night so only the other 4 of us needed to find a place). All in all, this place would have been perfect, but the problem was we couldn`t reserve it for later. We would have to come back at the end of the night and try our luck.

After the hunt for accomodations, we met up with our other Toronto JET buddy Malcolm (henceforth known as Windy for the rest of the night due to his windswept studly hair) and a couple of his friends at an izakaya for dinner. The 8 of us piled into a booth made for 4 (4 Japanese people, not 8 foreigners). It was cozy to say the least, and since Omar`s massive backpack was perched perilously above us on a shelf half the width of the bag, we were under constant fear of being crushed to death the whole night.

4 or 5 beers and a stomach full of Japanese goodness later, we all dragged ourselves to the obligatory Karaoke bar down the street. In Japan there seems to be some unspoken rule that during a night out, you go sing Karaoke.

Several hours and many more drinks later, we stumbled back onto the streets and bid Windy and our new friends goodnight. We had originally planned to hit up the night life of Nagoya and go clubbing, but a full day of walking everywhere had left us completely exhausted. Sadly, the manga cafe we planned to make reservations at was no longer available so we were on the verge of being screwed. The 4 of us debated the merits of sleeping out on the street that night, with one person staying awake to keep watch, when at the last second, Omar managed to find a hotel with two single beds for about $100. Unfortunately, because hotel rooms are usually booked per person in Japan, we had to find a creative solution. Thus, Omar and Katy went to the front desk to book the room and pick up the keys, while Timmy and I slyly snuck past the front desk and managed to get onto the elevators. I have no idea how we pulled it off, but somehow we did and managed to get a room. We all pretty much passed out on the spot as soon as we got in.

How To Look Like a Hard Worker (Without Actually Doing Anything)

Being a JET is a unique job sort of job experience. In a typical 35 hour work week, a JET may only spend a maximum of 20 or so hours actually teaching in the classroom. I seem to spend an average of 16-18 hours a week actually teaching. This means that close to half my time spent at work, I am mostly left to my own devices.

Occasionally, one of my JTEs may ask me to help them mark some assignments. Some days I may help plan lessons. Depending on the occasion, I might be helping with speech contests. But for the most part, I am left with a great deal of time upon which I must exercise my discretion as to how to utilize it most effectively.

I don`t want to say that this is what every JET`s experience is like. As per the infamous JET mantra; ESID (every situation is different), and I personally know some JETs are who basically bona-fide teachers within their schools; responsible for creating lessons plans, teaching entire lessons by themselves and marking assignments. However, from my anecdotal observations, I have begun to suspect that my situation is fairly typical.

Thus, at least in my situation, it seems the onus is largely on me to make myself an asset within the school community. There are several ways I have been trying to utilize
my time effectively.

1. Studying Nihongo.
2. Probing lesson plan books and creating lesson plans.
4. Wandering around the school and poking into classrooms.
5. Asking kindly if I can help with marking.
6. Conversing with my co-workers in English.

Incidentally, there are still times when I will have literally nothing to do and have burnt myself out from studying Japanese all day. However, Japanese culture is really big on appearances. Even when I have nothing to do, I find it prudent to uphold the illusion that I`m doing SOMETHING so that I don`t look like a lazy waste of tax-payer resources. Two months into the job, I have become quite proficient at making myself look like I`m hard at work or really busy.

To that end, I shall share with you the following techniques, but you must remember to utilize them at your own risk. When carrying out such maneuvers I suggest taking in to account the level of English of your superiors, and the amount of work your co-workers may have. So without further ado…

1. The alt+tab quick switch

One of the first skills the novice must develop is that of the alt+tab quick switch. This refers to the act of quickly holding down alt, followed by hitting the tab on the keyboard to rapidly switch between windows within Windows or Mac OS. It is much faster and accurate than moving your hand to the mouse, dragging it to the taskbar and choosing a different window or program to open.

This was actually the first image result on Google.

One of the common mistakes the novice pretend worker makes is to not have any other windows open at the same time. In effect, this renders the alt+tab technique useless because nothing actually happens when you hit alt+tab. Many amateurs have been exposed this way when in a panic over being discovered, they attempt to alt+tab to another window even though they have nothing else open. This is often followed by a sad attempt to drag the mouse to the minimize button in order to hide the window. Such a transparent act incriminates them even further as then they are left staring at a blank screen with no plausible alibi.

My advice for the novice who unexpectedly finds them self in this situation is to carry on as if there is absolutely nothing wrong with surfing ‘perez-hilton.com’ at your desk. Pass it off as ‘cultural research’, of sorts. An advanced pretender will even save pictures to their desktop to make it appear as though they have been visiting non-work-related websites for purely work-related reasons. Be cautioned that this is an advanced technique, and not recommended for noobies at the risk of looking totally fake if not done with 100% confidence.

Another similar common mistake is to have a bunch of work-inappropriate windows open with nothing seemingly work related to switch too. This is why I always recommend having a spreadsheet file open as well which can be quickly accessed by hitting alt+tab. This leads us to technique #2

2. The Fake Important Looking Spreadsheet
What`s the most boring thing you can do on a computer? If you guessed “work on a spreadsheet”, then you are correct. This is because spreadsheets were designed primarily to take the fun out of using a computer so that they could be used for actual work(true story). Studies have shown that creating spread sheets is also particularly useful for inducing sleep.

The occupational hazard of using spreadsheet software.

You can utilize this phenomenon to your advantage by practicing alt+tabbing to a worksheet filled with random numbers. Simply input some random English words and numbers into a spreadsheet and keep it open on your desktop. This is because from a passing glance, a spreadsheet filled with numbers, however arbitrary, appears to be a genuinely important work-related document. Thus, if one of your co-workers looks over at your screen, they will ascertain that you are hard at work on something important, but will be unlikely to stare at it for too long, due to the fear of falling asleep on the spot.

3. Utilize the body language of a hard worker
The two aforementioned techniques work great alone or together, however to take it to the next level, one must pay close attention to their body language to subcommunicate the illusion of being hard at work. One of the most effective ways to do this is to furrow your brow and stroke your chin while staring at your monitor. These are known as the Brow-Furrow and Chin-Stroke maneuvers. This stellar combo gives the illusion that you are concentrating on the subject at hand and should not be bothered.

It also helps to sigh frequently, as if you are frustrated by whatever it is you are “working on”. This is because people who are working hard are invariably under stress.

Other advanced techniques include ruffling your hair in mock frustration, gritting your teeth, shaking your head, and/or commenting to your co-workers, “What a busy day it is today.” If you can get them to agree with you,that means that they implicitly accept you are busy as well.

This guy is taking it to the NEXT LEVEL.

4. Utilize The Thinker pose
Closely related to the Brow-Furrow and Chin-Stroke maneuvers is the pose known as “The Thinker”. The Thinker is accomplished by crossing your arms and resting your chin against one hand, while furrowing your brow and staring into space. This is an excellent way to daydream about nothing at all because to the casual observer, you appear to be lost in deep thought.

It`s a timeless pose. You can`t go wrong.

Occasionally, you may run into a situation where a boss or co-worker, who trying to call your bluff, or even just out of curiosity, will ask you what you are thinking about. In these circumstances, it is useful to have a pre-memorized line to recite such as ” I am trying to deduce the optimal way to increase productivity within this project (gesture at open excel file) subject to the constraints of these
parameters and within an appropriate margin of error…Figuring out the margin of error is the hardest part. ”

If you happen to be in an office where you are the only native speaker of English, offhandedly gesturing at an open word file with a big block of text in English and saying “English. Many mistakes. Very difficult.” Works just as well.

You`ll know you`re doing it right when your co-workers` eyes glaze over or your boss puffs his chest and exclaims “Glad to see you`re hard at work! Keep doing what you`re doing!”

5. Engage the other person directly
Often times the most effective strategies are the most counter-intuitive. You may think that engaging a co-worker in conversation as they stroll past while you are simultaneously updating your facebook status about the latest hilarious thing your students said, but really have absolutely nothing important to say, would amount to job-suicide, but social dynamics can be a very interesting thing.This works even if you have nothing of actual importance to say.

Think about this scenario from the other person`s point of view; someone who is trying to hide the fact that they are slacking off will likely avoid any eye contact and interaction in the hopes that you do not notice them, while initiating a conversation would indicate quite the opposite.

Flip the script and engage your co-workers with an interesting anecdote, observation or question. You will discover that your inane commentary has the interesting effect of occupying their conscious awareness and leaving them unable to process the possibility that you in fact were not actually doing anything while they were passing by.

This gambit requires a high level of skill to perform effectively, but once mastered, allows you to do things such as engage the other person in a fluff conversation while simultaneously opening up a spreadsheet.

6. Shuffle around your desk
This is a useful and easy technique for making it appear as though you are in the middle of something important. All you have to do is rummage around your desk or work area as if you are searching for something you misplaced. This works very well as a last second gambit when you catch your supervisor coming around the corner and you happen just be sitting around, no spreadsheet files open.

Just don`t do it too much or you give off the impression that you are disorganized. However this can be offset if your work area is well organized and you offhandedly remark something plausible within ear shot such as “Where is that stupid pen cap/eraser/something tiny”.

7. Take a walk
If you really want to take it to the next level and make it look like you`re a real up and coming go-getter, it is advisable to get up from your desk once in awhile and start walking up and down the aisles and halls of your office. You don`t even need to have a particular destination in mind, what is important is that you walk briskly to convey a sense of urgency and purpose. You could be walking to the copier, vending machine or bathroom, but if you do it with a sense of conviction, people you pass get the impression that you are someone who does things of importance (even if the most important decision you made that day was choosing between the purple or orange fanta at the vending machine)

However it is important to recognize the distinction between walking at a brisk pace, jogging around, and taking a leisurely stroll. The latter is probably the worst thing you can do as it makes it appear as though you have nothing to do at all. On the other end of the spectrum, jogging around everywhere just makes it look like you are some coffee getting intern pansy. Like everything in life, it is best to exercise moderation, and walk briskly and confidently.

Don`t be like this chode.

Finally for maximum effect, you could try holding a stack of papers.
Perhaps a stack of spreadsheet printouts would work best.

8. No matter what, always remain calm
The single most important thing to remember is to never look surprised or flustered even if you are caught offguard. Someone who is legitimately hard at work will never act like they got busted even if they happen to be engaged in a non work related activity. If worse comes to worst, you can just say you were taking a 5 minute break.

With dedication and practice, you too can master the art of looking busy while doing nothing at all!

Disclaimer: I don`t think I need to say it, but just in case – please note that this article is a work of satire that was written in jest. I have the utmost respect for the JET Programme and truly believe that its noble aims of grassroots internationalization can only be fulfilled by proactive participants who are intent on living up to the mission.

It is true that due to the nature of our jobs as ALTs in Japan, we can sometimes find ourselves without a clear directive on how to utilize our time outside of class. Regardless, I believe that it is the responsibility of each and every JET to capitalize on this unique opportunity and identify ways to add value to their schools, local communities and to the JET Programme as a whole.

My Fan Club

So I pretty much have an official fanclub.

Every morning when I arrive at school, there is a group of about 4 or
5 girls lying in wait to ambush me at my shoe locker. Sometimes I even
catch them peeking from around a corner, giggling with feverish
anticipation as I walk through the doors of the building. Sometimes I
arrive 25 minutes before the bell rings and sometimes I arrive 2
minutes before, but they are always there, watching, waiting.

As soon as I am 1 or 2 meters from my locker, they break out into a
dash and make a bee-line for my locker. They block me off and prevent
me from switching to my indoor shoes so they can gaze at me with
beaming smiles before I finally manage to pry them off.

The funny thing is, between the 4 or 5 of them, there is only just enough English ability to carry on a short conversation. This makes it necessary for them to travel as a group. Fortunately, this also makes it easier for me to hide from them as they roam the halls squealing “APPORO-SAMA <3<3<3 WHERE ARE YOUUU"

A few weeks ago, for my amusement I made them add the -sama suffix to my name.

from wikipedia:
" Sama (様 【さま】?) is a markedly more respectful version of san. It is
used mainly to refer to people much higher in rank than oneself,
toward one's customers, and sometimes toward people one greatly
admires. When used to refer to oneself, sama expresses extreme
arrogance (or self-effacing irony), as with ore-sama (俺様?, "my
esteemed self"). "

It`s pretty hilarious seeing my co-workers expressions as my fan club comes running into the teachers office during lunchtime to deliver me snacks yelling "Aporro-sama <3!" It basically amounts to " Lord Apollo! Where are you, oh esteemed master! "

I guess I don`t mind them that much. They are kind of bothersome sometimes but I suppose thats the price you pay for being a celebrity. *shrugs*

How I Accidentally Brought a Student to tears

A week or so ago, I was team teaching an ichi-nensei class and we were
doing a conversation activity. The activity was called Q&A with
[Apollo]-sensei and involved me walking up and down the aisles,
speaking to each student one by one and asking them a question in
English. They also had to reply back in English, and after a succesful
exchange, i would give them a stamp for a job well done.

So the students were really enjoying the activity and I was having a
lot of fun switching up the questions to throw them off. Eventually I
reach one of my students, a good natured but extremely shy and quiet
boy who you can barely get a peep out of. Whenever he answers
questions, he looks down and whispers his reponse.

Determined to try to get him to speak up a little, I went over to his
desk and asked him “What is your…MOTHER`s name?” At first, he gave
no response at all like usual, and just stared at the floor. So I
repeated the question again, a bit slower, “What…is..YOUR..MOTHER`s
FIRST name??”

This time, I got a tiny whisper! Progress was being made. So I asked
him to speak up a little bit louder and to be genki (more energetic).

This is when I saw this his eyes started to begin watering. Thinking
maybe he was just really intimated by my presence and the peer
pressure of speaking in English, I lowered my voice and decided to try
one more time, in Japanese.

“Anata no okasan no namae wa nandesuka?”

As I stood there smiling like a moron, tears slowly began to stream
from his face as he answered a little bit louder in Japanese.

“I..I have..I have no..”

It was at that second the realization hit myself and my JTE at the
same time, and she proceeded to confirm my worst fear.

“He has no mother now. Maybe..maybe..something happened..”

Never have I felt like a bigger asshole than right at that moment.

So I gave him 2 stamps.

My Welcome Enkai

A few weeks ago, my city and school threw me a welcome party. It was a rather lavish event at a traditional Japanese restaurant. The Mayor of my city (!), several city officials, and my principal made speeches, before I was sent onto the stage to give one of my own (in japanese ofcourse)

In Japanese, the word for “toast” is “kampai!”. After the speeches, we
all raised our glasses and Kampai`d away.

A selection of Japanese dishes were brought out, much to my
delight. They were all amazingly delicious, each one bursting with new
interesting flavours with every bite.

Sadly, I was not able to feast on the banquet of food laid in front of me due to a peculiar social custom for drinking in Japan.

In Japan, you never pour your own drink; your friends or coworkers
pour it for you. At an “enkai” or work party, this means that higher
ups and bosses have a constant stream of alcohol being poured into
their glasses from their underlings.

As the guest of honor for the evening, this meant that every 15
seconds or so, a new person would come by my table, bottle of Kirin
Beer or sake in hand, to top me off or pour me a new glass.

This has an interesting effect because you never really know how much
you`ve been drinking since your glass always appears to be full.
Needles to say, I had a bit of a slight buzz, which as I discovered,
helps fantastically with my Japanese speaking ability.

Anyways my welcome party Enkai turned out to be a fantastic
experience. Drinking culture is completely different from back home in
Canada, but still a lot of fun since Japanese people are terrific
hosts. I can`t wait to go to my next enkai. Kampai!

Quick Update

Don`t worry, I haven`t let this blog die. In fact quite the contrary; I have a ton of posts and videos lined up but just haven`t put them together yet. It`s not that I don`t have the time to do them, its just – its difficult to find appropriate background music for the videos!
I admit I have been dogging it a little with the written posts though. But stay tuned, I`ve got a lot to write about. I`m heading to Nagoya tomorrow for my first trip out of my prefecture so that should be a lot of fun. I can`t wait to write about it.

In the meantime, here are a couple recent pictures I`ve taken to tide you over until the next few big posts.

This is the view from the top of my school:

Oh yeah, a couple weekends ago, I went to Tokyo for the Tokyo Game Show. I TOTALLY forgot to post about that. In the meantime, here are a couple pictures of some of the awesome cosplay I saw:

More to come!