Hogokansatsukan
Flashlight Enthusiast
Some may think I am crazy, and they would be right. I have read before in places where folks talk about their (edited) lights and HDS comes up and they say no one ever needs a light like this because no one abuses their lights and just carries them around in a snot rag and blah blah blah blah hurray (edited). Generally then followed by how their (edited) light is made in the U.S. and other such nonsense that isn't true if they actually had a modicum of research skills to figure it out.
So here is a true story:
Back on January 17th 1995 I was living in Higashinadaku (say that 10 times fast) Japan. Suburb of Ashiya... very close to Kobe. I was playing a card game with a Japanese friend of mine in my walk-in closet apartment. It was small enough that I could sweep the floor, cook diner, and open the far window without ever leaving the bathroom. We played until about 3 in the morning then when he was leaving, he noticed a half full bottle of ginger ale (really... it was ginger ale... at least that is my story and I'm sticking to it) and he told me I should put the cap on the bottle. I said "Why? What is going to happen?" I actually said that. I remember it well because of what did happen a few hours later... and yes, this dumbass ended up cleaning ginger ale off of everything I owned. At least I was alive to do it unlike many in my neighbored. Just look up Great Hanshin Earthquake 阪神 淡路大震災. So, that phrase "Why? What's going to happen?" hasn't left these lips since.
What is going to happen? I'm quite sure I don't know... but damn it, my flashlight better friggin' work.
So here is a true story:
Back on January 17th 1995 I was living in Higashinadaku (say that 10 times fast) Japan. Suburb of Ashiya... very close to Kobe. I was playing a card game with a Japanese friend of mine in my walk-in closet apartment. It was small enough that I could sweep the floor, cook diner, and open the far window without ever leaving the bathroom. We played until about 3 in the morning then when he was leaving, he noticed a half full bottle of ginger ale (really... it was ginger ale... at least that is my story and I'm sticking to it) and he told me I should put the cap on the bottle. I said "Why? What is going to happen?" I actually said that. I remember it well because of what did happen a few hours later... and yes, this dumbass ended up cleaning ginger ale off of everything I owned. At least I was alive to do it unlike many in my neighbored. Just look up Great Hanshin Earthquake 阪神 淡路大震災. So, that phrase "Why? What's going to happen?" hasn't left these lips since.
What is going to happen? I'm quite sure I don't know... but damn it, my flashlight better friggin' work.