I can't get this story off of my mind. No longer will you hear Japanese men complain..."Oh no! Rice again for dinner?!" Will one of the most popular names for a Japanese newborn girl be "Paddy"? This story has gotten me thinking...just can't get my mind off of it. It's day 2 since the story broke...I look at my lovely wife's chest and smile a secret smile. Soon I'll go to the grocer and do my best to avert my eyes should I accidentally bump into a brazenly displayed box of Rice-A-Roni. While I'm out, I think I'll rent the movie "Rice Girl"! It's hell being a man.