Says my friend the music teacher: Schroeder, the blonde pianist in Charles Schulz's Peanuts was never depicted playing anything that wasn't Moonlight Sonata. Look at any Charlie Brown strip, in any year, in any decade, and it invariably shows Schroeder playing Moonlight Sonata. So there, now we know.
And speaking of deep emotional events, keep your eyes peeled next time you are in Japan and need to puke. My roomate spotted a sink made just for puking the last time he was in there so, if you can't hold it all down they have a clean, dedicated sink for you to hang your head in and delete the evil liquors.
Wow, as if any of those Roppongi bathrooms were big enough to hold so much as an extra toothbrush holder, let alone a dedicated puking sink. If you go to Asia have a go at entering one of those damn bathrooms with, say, a bookbag on your back and try to turn around in it to sit down on the can (or squat over the hole in the floor, whatever). Tell me it doesn't feel worse than being a bucking bronco trying to spin around in that little holding pen at a rodeo. Once I knocked the towel machine off it's screws.
If you're claustraphobic (and drunk) you may panic and emerge from the bathroom exactly like a bucking bronco, knocking over startled Japanese people.