Osaka Cherokee

i was walking home from the station today and some lady that i sorta know that runs the liquor store by my house beckoned me into her store (of course your boy cherokee knows the liquour lady). i'm thinking she wants me to translate some english or whatever. well, i walk in and she hands me a drumstick. not the gross meat sorta drumstick, i'm talking about the good ol' fashioned ice cream drumstick.
how fucking cool is that? she saw me walking by and decided "hey, that guy needs some ice cream" and then hooked a brother up. my faith in japan has temporarily been restored.

man its friday and i had to call it a night after only two beers on account that i have to work tomorrow. its parents day and i have to be there to meet the parents and win them over with my charm. now as much as i love charming people i'd much rather sleep in and...um...do anything besides go to work.