This Almost Never Happens...

Really, this almost never happens...

(I'm drunk...)

Tonight I ended up at our neighborhood summer festival. Total Karate Kid Two, yea! Taiko drums and disgruntled ninjas. Hot chicks in yukata and children catching cicada in small woven baskets.

And while my junior high school-aged child is hanging with his homies and throwing sidewise glances at the girlies, hubby and I imbibe (they sell beer everywhere in Japan), start talking and imbibe some more. We meet various elderly people who encourage our imbibe-y-ness. Pretty soon it's a party.

Here's Soda saying, Is that a beer?

Rewind.

Earlier today I found an old bucket made entirely of wood.

I found a witch's broom. But no witch.

And you know you're having a good day when you see this:
Weeee...look! Two men taking a weeee off the pier. There mothers must be proud.

Yo! And then came the science fiction. What the...!

And more!!

The child and the husband wandered to ocean to collect water.

Because we were in CSI mode. This summer's science project is testing various water sources. I've already learned my drinking water is slightly dangerous. WTF. Grissom is so going to get a phone call about this.