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Clam on a stick
gjunell apparently is able to make small wishes come true. We wandered out of the hostel towards a street previously determined to contain many small, cheap restaurants. He started to veer into one, part of a chain we had previously visited. "We can do better than this," I said. "I want something more special, like 'Mister Happy Eel ( Read more... ) -
Pooped.
So very tired. We walked and looked and looked and walked some more. A public park, a museum packed full of antiquities, a little Japanese diner. It does not sound like much but I feel like a rag doll. It is supposed to be thunderstorms tomorrow, so I may stay in for a while and elaborate. -
Photo Gallery
Flickr site for photos from Japan (nothing stunning, but it's just from this morning): http://flickr.com/photos/9139462@N02/
We have some little movies, too. I'll try to figure out what happens with those.
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Japan rocks more than previously indicated.
A plane full of Japanese people is a lot different from a Southwest Airlines cattle car. For one thing, everyone fits into their seats. gjunell was however wedged in at an angle, but good humor and his superior Boggle skills seemed to make for an entirely tolerable flight for him ( Read more... ) -
Hot pot
Hot-water pot ( Read more... ) -
When you move shall you find them
I want to memorialize, before I forget, one of those things that murphy_slaw said (at the below-referenced Sunday Dinner) that probably never has been said before in the whole history of the world. (Slightly compressed as I don't remember all the details. Note the contrast between the empirical good sense and everything else ( Read more... ) -
Robin #1
One can have a perfectly good time for many hours with only gern, cerebus805, bad beer, and a dog. At ceebaby's birthday party, where they, the beer, the dog and I were, I never had to spend any time wandering around looking for a conversation to latch myself onto. They generally found me. This to me makes for a successful afternoon party. All the details were ( Read more... ) -
Bolts missing
If given the chance, should I transfer back down to SLO? Interview in seven days. I would appreciate people's opinions ( Read more... ) -
Cake
In the mailbox today: a you-shall-report-for-interview letter from C******s in San Luis Obispo. Part of me says: Whee! Part of me says: you hate change, know some very nice people here, and although your workplace is fucked up, your boss is great. I think that part of my success at my current office is due to my skill in dealing with fuckedupness ( Read more... ) -
Meet Mister Charisma
The south bay landscape rolls out before you like so much contact paper. The streets and buildings are featureless and unmemorable, as if they were something to put there just so people would not have to be in direct contact with the dirt. The blandness is mildly surreal, especially if you've spent forty minutes on 880-S listening to college ( Read more... )