how to use a squat toilet ( i go to japan a lot as i have relatives there, as i am part japanese (my mom is japanese dad is british,) and every one is always asking me so here:

Bring your own toilet paper. In some places where squat toilets are common, free toilet paper isn’t. It might not be necessary, as you’ll see in later steps. But, if this is one luxury you’re unwilling to do without, bring a bag with you too. There might not be a trash can for used toilet paper, and squat toilets aren’t designed for anything but bodily excretions. You’ll want to put the used toilet paper in a bag until you can find a trash can.

Even if you don’t bring toilet paper, bring something to dry off with.
Pour a little bit of water in the toilet. If there’s no flushing mechanism, moistening the surface of the toilet will make it easier to clean off when you’re done. There should be a bucket nearby full of water. If there isn’t, get one from another stall. If it’s empty, fill it up.
Pull down your pants or lift up your skirt. Be careful not to let your clothes touch the floor or get in the way. If you’re wearing a skirt, tuck the end into your waist band to free your hands.
Squat with your heels flat on the ground. You might be used to squatting on the balls of your feet, with your feet close together, but this position is very unstable and hard on the knees. Squatting with feet hip-width or shoulder-width apart and with your feet flat is easier to hold for an extended period of time (if you’re in Asia, you might notice many people squatting like this in public while waiting). If there are ridged foot rests, put your feet on those; otherwise, plant your feet on either side of the toilet and squat all the way down.

The direction in which you face will depend on the kind of squat toilet you’re using. Frankly, it doesn’t really matter, as long as everything lands in the hole.
In Japan and some other parts of Asia, the toilet will have a hood on one end. You’ll want to face the hood and get as close to it as possible if you’re defecating, so you get everything in the toilet.[1]
If you’re wearing pants, be careful not to let things fall out of your pocket as you squat. They might land in the toilet.
Do your business. If you’re defecating, it should be relatively straightforward. In fact, some research suggests that going to the bathroom in the squatting position is better for your health in a variety of ways.[2] If you’re urinating while squatting (presuming you’re a woman, since men can urinate standing up), it might be challenging to keep the urine from going where you don’t want it to go (outside the toilet, down your leg, on your clothes). Keep the following tips in mind, which apply to whether you’re squatting over a toilet or behind a tree:

Use your hands/fingers to spread your outer and inner labia, pulling upwards and outwards. You need to spread the inner labia so your urine will come out in a stream and not run down the inside of your leg.
Push your urine stream hard at the beginning and at the end to get a strong stream and not dribble.
Rinse or wipe. If you have your own toilet paper, use it, and don’t throw it in the toilet when you’re done; most squat toilets (even the flushing ones) will get clogged. If there’s a bucket of water nearby, use your right hand to pour it on yourself and use your left hand to cleanse. (This is why in some countries, people don’t shake hands or eat with their left hands.[3]) Then rinse off your left hand. Dry off with toilet paper or fabric.

Some toilets have a flexible rinsing mechanism.
Flush. If there’s a flushing mechanism, this part will be quite obvious: push the button, pull the string, whatever. Otherwise, pour water into the toilet until any remnants of your business are gone.
i copied and pasted this, so dont say i am being the yuck one!
even though i live in uk i prefer squat toilet , because with a western toilet you sit on it means you can get germs, sometimes i prefer to squat on western toilet ( if they are school or public, at home or at a friends i dont)
sorry about my bad english

I stand nervously just outside the ramshackle garage. As I scan it’s run-down exterior, I begin to remember my early child hood days. I remember playing in the dirt by the tall pine, drawing pictures in the earths crust. Nature was my canvas and my vivid imagination alone was my palette. Unlike other kids my age, I did not have the luxury of crayons and paper. Instead, my play consisted of climbing trees, catching frogs, and building small houses out of twigs. My mind continues to race, memories of my younger days flooding my thoughts. Slowly, I build the courage to grasp the handle of the garage door and eventually I muster the strength to pull it open. In a split second, the garage door flies open; the sun pours in casting light upon my dark and forgotten past. In that moment, I feel as though I am 5 years old again, once again confined to the cold, dark, rat infested garage I called home.

So I’ve written like 5 essays now and I hate them all. I’m clearly running out of thought as you can see by even this on paragraph. I need help! The aim is about how until I was 5 I grew up in an abandoned garage and how that has taught me to work hard so I never end up in a situation like that again. It also taught me to appreciate things and to take nothing and make it somthing. In essence, this is my cinderella story.

Hi everyone,
We are in desperate need of a holiday and I want a little bit of help deciding exactly where I should go.

We are going for a month over Christmas.
We want somewhere that is cold and snowy but we have no intention to ski or go to ski fields.
Either a city or a farm but it has to be within a reasonable distance to a little town/civilization.
We want to rent a home or apartment for our stay and we are looking for something in the more expensive/luxury market so if you have any good rental links I would love to see.
We don’t really have much we are wanting to do, just relax, watch dvdDVDshop in the town or city for food, see a few sites, just basically enjoy life and experience wherever we are staying.

many thanks.

I feel embarassed to talk about this. But I really need to find some answers. My councellors don’t like me and they don’t understand me.
I left school a month ago, because I couldn’t cope with my life. I had no friends for 5 years and the teachers were suddenly not nice to me anymore. I ended up right where I am now, staying home everyday. I go to bed late ( like 5 in the morning) on my laptop and wake up at about 6pm the next day. My parents argue about me all the time and mum expects me to ‘get out of bed, get dressed, do work around the home and go to councelling with her’. I have tried explaining to her that it is hard and that. But she says to just try. I honestly don’t see the point of getting out of bed and getting dressed each day ( I wear pyjamas every day, all day) because I have nothing to do. We are very poor and the only luxury we have is the internet. We get food parcels every week and I am not allowed a 1 dollar chocolate bar. They just get essential groceries. Also we are in debt with our power and our house is a mess. We can’t tidy the house because there is nowhere to put things. The house is tiny. The house we lived in this before this was slightly bigger and clean. Now, my parents are sending me away to some psych ward place. I feel like i’m ‘un-normal’ in their minds. My mum used to have depression, it’s like she has ‘forgotten’.
In a way, I want to go there. Because it means I get to travel to another place to live for 6 months..and maybe just MAYBE they do fun things for people like me. But then, I think it may be a place where people literary walk around like animals,wack their heads against walls..etc.
I feel soo torn. I feel extremely unmotivated
I first felt depressed when I was about 11 years old. I don’t remember much, but mum told me when I was that age I said I wanted to die.
Ever since then ( im 17 now) life is difficult and nothing is worth living for. I have been bullied badly and gone through a lot of pain
for a while I was obsessed with my weight. I lost around 15 kgs in two weeks and then gained it all back. Then I became obsessed with exercise. Then I because obsessed with these thoughts in my mind.
I also take medication

I’ve had a rough day! I swear my 2, 4, and 5 year old are trying to convince me that I need psychiatric medication. As I sit here and try to ignore the screaming, the tantrums, and the unreasonable demands, I’m trying my best to not lose my temper. It is a challenge to say the least. Right now I’m stuck at home, doing laundry, didn’t even have time to take a shower today, no escape! Husband not coming home until 7pm. No relief, just a bad headache, and a desire to teleport myself to a luxury cruise vacation. After 5 years of this, I need a break. Please give me suggestions on how I can cope today, and still keep my sanity. Thanks.

The Noble “Sacrifice” of Michelle Obama;
Update: Chicago Tokyo Eliminated; Games over, Prepare for Recriminations; It’s Rio

By Michelle Malkin • October 2, 2009 09:15 AM

Scroll for updates…And the winner is…Rio

(Photoshop: Reader Ben)

My column commemorates the noble Olympic “sacrifice” of the First Lady in Denmark.

Mrs. O’s emotional pitch was supposed to bring tears to the eyes of the audience, according to crony White House Olympics cheerleader Valerie Jarrett. Chicagoans are no doubt shedding tears — over the ballooning costs of a potential win.

Allahpundit has the lowdown on the president’s schlocky pitch.

Update: 11:34am Eastern. Chicago and Tokyo eliminated. No Obamalympics.

Hey, can we close the White House Olympic Czar’s office now?

Oh, well: “Chicago counts on Obama oratory to seal 2016 Games.”

Goodbye, “Yes We Can.” Hello, “No, You Can’t.” Like Icarus, President Obama’s giddy ego flight has ended with melted wax and fallen wings.

This is a big win and a massive relief for taxpayers. But Chicago cronies are not going to take this well. Gird your loins.

Who will be first to cry RAAAAAACIST? Well, it will be a little awkward to play the race card after liberal critics of the Games filed a civil rights complaint against the Chicago 2016 committee for racial discrimination yesterday. But count on the Team Obama grievance-mongers to play it anyway.

Update 12:08pm Eastern: Video – CNN anchor sputters, “CHICAGO IS OUT? CHICAGO IS OUT?”

Update 12:23pm Eastern: Chicago crony White House adviser David Axelrod just now on Fox: “Life goes on.” Axelrod complaining about “relationships and politics that were formidable. And we couldn’t overcome that.”

On Twitter, Tony Gall sums it up: “Chicago cronies out-cronied by IOC cronies.”

Beaten by their own game.

Update 12:52pm Eastern. Congratulations, Rio: Inevitable cost overruns, massive sports palaces graft galore are all yours!

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The noble “sacrifice” of Michelle Obama
by Michelle Malkin
Creators Syndicate
Copyright 2009

It’s hard out there for a First Lady of the United States. Take it from travel-weary Michelle Obama. On Tuesday night, she boarded a luxury 757 for Copenhagen. Think of the stairs she had to climb. Oh, the agony of the feet!

Upon arrival, Mrs. O, her “chit-chat buddy,” Chicago-based talk show queen Oprah Winfrey, and Chicago power-broker/interest-conflicted real estate mogul/senior White House adviser Valerie Jarrett immediately embarked on a grueling, grip-and-grin campaign to secure the Olympics for their hometown. Our smile muscles ache in sympathy.

You will be comforted to know that gracious FLOTUS feels your pain for her pain. “As much of a sacrifice as people say this is for me or Oprah or the president to come for these few days,” the First Lady told a group of fellow Chicago 2016 boosters, “so many of you in this room have been working for years to bring this bid home.” Translation: Thank me, thank you, for all we do.

Never has self-congratulatory gratitude been raised to such an art form, but there was no time for loyal subjects to dwell. The selflessly indefatigable Michelle Obama had to rush off for an 800-meter wine-and-cheese dash with International Olympic Committee members, followed by a rigorous aerobic Heads of State luncheon hosted by Queen Margrethe II of Denmark and another high-heeled trek to the IOC Opening Ceremony at the Copenhagen Opera House.

Of course, it’s not entirely clear which “people” out there are saying that the Obamas’ jaunt to Denmark is a “sacrifice.”

Certainly not the families of 43 American soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines who have died in Afghanistan since General Stanley McChrystal called for more reinforcements.

Certainly not the families of nearly 40 children and teens in Chicago who lost their lives on the out-of-control streets of the Windy City so far this year.

The First Lady’s slip of self-absorption reminds me of a useful passage in Washington Post writer Liza Mundy’s biography of Mrs. Obama. After graduating from Princeton University and Harvard Law School, the bitterly oppressed Michelle Obama headed back to her native Chicago to join the high-powered law firm of Sidley Austin—the fifth-largest in the world. There, Mundy’s book reported, the future first Lady griped about having to do the duties of a second-year associate while she was a second-year associate—demonstrating the trademark attitude of entitlement and inflated ego that led the law partner who recruited her to later describe her as “perennially dissatisfied.”

Doing her first job was a burden then. Enjoying the perks of her current job are “sacrifice” now.

Mrs. Obama has a gift for selling special-interest business as usual as public-interest charity. Thus, the insatiable appetite of the Chicago polite elite for a massive Olympics windfall to crony developers is redefined as a do-good campaign For the Children. Said Mrs. Obama

My wife and I are retired and want to travel at will. We are interested in buying a Class B motor home but we won’t take the plunge until we have tried one for at least a weekend. We have no rv experience. We want as much luxury/convenience and comfort as possible. My searches tell me that class B’s are not rent-able commercially. Is it possible to find an individual who would rent theirs? Would an RV club or blog have this information? Could you suggest an RV club in the St Louis area

so here is a quote I am using in my essay

James Bartholomew of the London Times writes, “Home education is not for everyone…It is a luxury in most cases. The parent who becomes a home teacher earns no money….For those who can find a way, home-educating is a glorious, liberating, empowering, profoundly fulfilling thing to do” (Bartholomew 1).

Is the above correct (it is the end of Bartholomew’s own sentence) or is this more correct?

profoundly fulfilling thing to do.” (Bartholomew 1)

I woke up today around 2:pm after hearing some friends knock at the door. IT was one friend and his brother and another guy i didn’t know about. So, i let them in to hang out and chill out a little bit. My friend left to go get something for his brother. Then, it was just me and his brother and his friend alone. Sooo, all of sudden the other guy starts touching my Ps3 and unhooking it. I ignored that for the time being, went outside after hearing some speeding down the street, My roomate’s mom’s dogs were out there, so i let them inside of her house which was unlocked. I come back the door is locked and they’re gone out the back door with the ps3 and xbox 360.

So the issue here is, when the cops got here he asked me what happened. I jumbled up a bit of the story which in the end got me taken to the police station for further questioning.

My story was: I walked in behind the guys after telling them to watch out for the mud. (a left out detail which i revealed earlier to them)

It was really long story short. I said i walked in behind them AFTER bringing the dogs inside THEN they locked the door after my friend left.
(Is that bad?)

So, i was taken to the station. One cop says i told them TWO different stories STILL linking to the crime that i got robbed.

I didn’t sign any papers except the rights paper thingy.
I didn’t sign any statements saying i said this or that, in fact, he didn’t even let me read what i said to correct myself if i messed up.

So what I’m asking is telling possibly different stories with the same victims and suspects in a unintentionally different way (I’m on depakote medication btw.)a serious offense? I was under alot of stress and anxiety takes its toll with me.

Im got tired of my lil brother ordering movies and making me a big cable bill. So I decided to get rid of comcast. Last month, I decided to conect a cable to the output wall thing and since that I been watching the regular chanells so far my hd tv gets like 30 chanells the basic chanells. Im now asking a curious question can I in any way get a toll to decor descramble the premium chanells to watch the cinemas movies and special event like sports and concerts. Im not using any comcast box. I just hook my tv to the cble output is on my walljack. Can any one help out in this. It looks like the old version of Comcast before they updated to digital. Still posible to get those chanells with out paying.??