This Japanese television show is called World's Most Amazing People and they're flying Elise and I up to Connecticut on Monday.
My family is going to be on Japanese television and I get to see my dog again!
Last night Elise and I celebrated the news with sushi. Okay, the Japanese food was just a coincidence. I thought I'd be so sophisticated and drink the correct wine for the occasion. Some Japanese plum wine that I was worried would be too sweet until I saw that it had a rather high alcohol percentage. That, it turned out, didn't matter. This wine was indistinguishable from Juicy Juice in every way. Wherever the 13% of alcohol was, I have no idea. This stuff is dangerous. They should do background checks to purchase it. No sexual predators. I'm surprised teenage girls aren't all over it like the sugary malt drinks they keep coming out with. It was so sweet it was making me sick. I went and worked out afterwards for fear of such sweetness so soon to Japanese television appearances. I waited an hour first of course--had to let the buzz subside.
They wanted me to "show my body" on this show. Those were their words. The Japanese television producers. I guess they want us to rip our shirts off like The Hulk now that we've overcome the whole obesity thing. But I'm declining on that one. If they ask. I'll say that it's because I'm not feeling so great about my body after all that Japanese wine.
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