Welcome to my blog, redneckhiro, the life and times of a Japanese redneck. This blog is a collection of FREE funny short stories written both in Japanese and English. Once or twice a week, I will post a new short story so I hope that you will come back to visit me regularly and check "funny" or 'interesting" or "cool" or leave comments. Coming soon are links to some more blogs I am starting like cooking and interesting stories growing up in post WWII Japan. Thank you for visiting and come back soon!
Back in 1967, I was fishing with my three year old daughter and caught a 26 pound Yellow Fin Tuna (which is a special Japanese delicacy served raw called sashimi). I didn't have a cooler to keep the fish fresh so I did the only thing anybody with any kind of common sense (that might have anything to do with preserving the freshness of raw fish) would do. I drove my company truck, a Chevrolet El Camino 92 miles an hour through several 35 mph zones. As I came into the town of Anaheim, I saw a quarter mile in front of me four police cars blocking the road. I didn't know that they were waiting for me. They thought I robbed a bank and that's why I must have been driving so fast. They got reports from other police departments who got slowed down at stoplights and never caught up to me. When I stopped the truck, all the of the police officers came to my truckand one of them asked to see my drivers license. (I still didn't know I had done anything wrong) They asked me why I was driving so fast and I told them, "I don't want the fish to spoil!" One police officer talked to my daughter who was sitting happy in the front passenger seat and decided to give me a ticket and scold me telling me I should be ashamed for driving so fast with my little girl in the truck with me.Maybe I should have been ashamed but my little girl loved sashimi too!
comment from redneckhiro daughter #1 (editor's note): I must add that redneckhiro has become a responsible driver, wearing his seatbelt, making sure that the safety equipment on his vehicle works properly and he's slowed down quite a bit...
I have 60 years experience as a redneck. I am 70 years old but I figure my life as a redneck started somewhere around the age of 10. I am Japanese-from Northern Kyushu Island. I've lived in the United States for over 43 years. I have three daughters, one son, two stepdaughters and one stepson. Being a redneck isn't something you go out and try to be, you just naturally are one. Being a redneck is not restricted to the south either. It's an international thing. I think after you read my stories, you will agree...
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I really like the drawings!
ReplyDeleteGreat stories and pics....keep em coming my freind
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ReplyDeletecomment from redneckhiro daughter #1 (editor's note): I must add that redneckhiro has become a responsible driver, wearing his seatbelt, making sure that the safety equipment on his vehicle works properly and he's slowed down quite a bit...
ReplyDeleteIf I knew you liked tuna that much, I would have brought it over more often.
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