nude highway driving

… or I’m just a dork whose co-worker knows the art director of a Japanese computer magazine looking for a Western dude to model for the cover of their February issue.

Note to friends who haven’t seen me in years: I don’t normally look this bad, and I got a haircut soon after this shoot.

It’s cold and rainy in Tokyo and I haven’t eaten anything healthy all day. I’ve spent hours on the phone and feel like nothing’s been accomplished. The e-mail assault never ends and spokespeople aren’t cooperating with my reporters.
And to top it all off, my brain was seriously damaged by my coworker watching David Hasselhoff sing “Hooked on a Feeling” when I returned from lunch. Lord, help me please.

Forget Tokyo — I want to fly out of Nagoya’s new airport from now on. According to the Mainichi Shimbun, the new airport (which opens in two weeks) has an “observation bath” available for 900 yen. The roof is glass and windows surround the room, so you can strip down, warm up and watch the runway or stare at the mountains and Ise bay. I wonder if they’ll have musical toilets in the public restrooms.

Extra bonus: The airport isn’t sinking.

I thought I couldn’t possibly love the Japanese toilet seat any more, but now it can fill my life with sweet aromas and groovy tunage. Special props to Mainichi for their perfect headline.