Published March 29th, 2004
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Just a reminder, I’m not in Japan at the moment. The journal entries I am posting now are from my stay in Japan two years ago. This is why they are all dated 2002. I need to update my pictures section. I’ve managed to develop a little Japan in Boston with Okinomiyaki (Japanese food) parties and such.
In other news. I bought a Apple G5, unfortunatly I’ve been too busy to actually do anything with it, and right now I use it as a expensive web browser. Anyone have suggestions for applications I can run on my new G5?
Continue reading ‘Not in Japan’
Published March 25th, 2004
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January 28, 2002
I get strange looks from the local police. This neighborhood isn’t exactly the best Tokyo has to offer. At night in certain areas I’ve found myself running into “ladies of the night.” They are often foreign women working on a tourist visa from the Philippines, China and Korea. So foreigners walking through the neighborhood at night are considered suspect. Once I while coming home, I walked past a cop car with 3 possible 4 cops in it. It was at night and they were parked in one of the cramped side streets so common in Japan. I was trying to go to the store and since the streets are small I had to practically walk against the car. I heard horror stories about monitories being harassed in Japan, so I wasn’t surprised to find every set of eyes in the car grilling me. I tried to make light of the situation. I smiled, it was funny at the time because I was just going to the store. When I gave them a nod hello they didn’t flinch and they most certainly didn’t smile back.
Continue reading ‘My friends, watching over me’
Published March 25th, 2004
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January 27, 2002
I’m still reflecting on this floor wiping incident. I only recently wrote about how the young sumo start from the bottom of the pile and work their way up, sweeping and cleaning. Is that now me? I’m I the bottom of the pile? Should I be honored they consider me really a part of the gym or dishonored, that I’m not considered an equal?
There may be a reason that I haven’t seen anyone else cleaning the floor. Maybe it’s because I am the bottom of the totem pole? That sucks. I shouldn’t dwell on it. Though with the money I pay them, they should be able to afford a cleaning person. But I won’t dwell on it.
Today’s my birthday though it doesn’t feel like anything special. [] isn’t such a big deal. Maybe when I’m [] it will be something to celebrate. Now I just feel like sleeping.
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Published March 24th, 2004
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January 26, 2002
Just got back from the gym where the weirdest thing happened. After I grabbed my coat and bag, ready to go home, one of the instructors stopped me on the gym floor. He told me, in the best English he could muster “you must clean floor” holding up a dirty wet rag in front of me. What? “Before leave, everyone clean floor please.” To say I was dumbfounded is an understatement. I kept looking around for some sign that this was a joke but all I got was the feeling that everyone was trying hard not to look in my direction. There must have been about 11 people in the gym. What was I supposed to say? Hell no! Get that shit out my face?
Continue reading ‘Humbling Experience’
Published March 23rd, 2004
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People in Brazil are angry, and rather creative. Check out this Funny Money
NOTE: Now that I think about it, its not actually funny, its almost insulting.
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