Chain Saw, Chain Saw

Sakura in imperial palace, this year's sakura is not as angry as last year (maybe I have grown used to it), still quite a view.
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Akiko arranged a get-together-dinner with SunGard people, we went to a casual French restaurant, and let Michael (the wine connoisseur) to do the wine ordering. For some strange reason, wine doesn't taste as good as it was before to me, damn, it is getting harder and harder to please myself.

Michael is an American living in Japan for more than 15 years, with a Chinese wife, speaking fluent Japanese. He is the most cynical person I have come across. Very funny guy, but he never laugh or smile at his own joke, sometimes looked uninterested and I-am-bored. Anyhow, one of his stories he told us happened when he was teaching English some years ago in Aomori, a small town.

He was drinking beer with his colleagues and 2 Yakusa-looking men (they miss some fingers or something) came taking the table next to them. The whole pub went quiet but these 2 innocent young American couldn't understand the reason. They chat with the gangsters, those 2 gangsters like American horror movies a lot. With their broken English, one of the guy shout in excitement "American Horror movies good, I like chain saw". The other guy agreed and they chantted in unison, "chain saw, chain saw, chain saw" with the geasture of moving a heavy chain saw. One Japanese guy sitting close by dropped his glass, he immidiately bowed mumbling "sumimasien, sumimasien..." and tried to clean the floor with his bare hands.

Michael's comment is those Japanese gangsters have very easy life.