TOKYO NEVER SAYS DIE

In anticipation of my trip to Tokyo next month, I am trying to immerse myself with as much Tokyo related material I can. After learning that the Grand Hyatt Hotel which was used in the filming of Lost In Translation, I realize I can't pay the $600 a night hotel room to swim in the 39th floor swimming pool, so I will settle for a capsule hotel room for a night.  I would love to see TOKYO, the triad of directed pieces on the Japanese capital. People on the internet are saying  that Michel Gondry fucked this up, but how can Michel Gondry fuck up a film? That's like saying Santa fucked up Christmas and this year all the kids are getting in their stockings are some tattered up copies of SWANK magazine and some peanut shells.

NORTH KOREA IS THE NEW MEXICO

Thanks to swine flu,  Mexico is bunk: and the best all-inclusive trip is not the bikini boobs and plastic cup littered beaches of Cancun, rather it is drab Pyongyang, which is a hot vacation spot of choice next month for Don't Be A Debbi. Thanks to Euna Lee and Lisa Ling (pictured) and Koryo Tours you can head to the last Stalinist capital from Beijing for only about $1800 dollars CAD--or $1400 for students. Photography will be limited, but I will try to get the most premium of shots of the Great Leader and North Korean modern conveniences. I will try not to get arrested by taking a photo of something I shouldn't and thrown into a labour camp sorting screws. As well, Don't Be A Debbi blog entries will be limited in the upcoming weeks as this luxury trip to the Korean Peninsula is planned and money is kept aside in case of emergency bail out situations in which Bill Clinton might not be flying to North Korea to free me from 12 years in a labour camp.