20 February 2007

So much for a routine..

Most sincere apologies to everyone who's been checking the blog recently. Perhaps I don't need to say it, but my "routine" didn't last. I guess that means I should wait longer than 3 days before calling it a routine.

And maybe I take this paragraph to give a big "Booooo Booooo Booooooooo" to the Picasa and/or Blogger team at Google. There's a bug that prevents convenient posting of photos.. the process is still possible, but it requires many steps. (For me: export to a local folder to a smaller size/rotation, then add/browse each one using blogger's photo dashboard button) "BlogThis!" used to work, but at the moment it's broken, and the usually responsive/acknowledging tech support at Google are keeping mum. Boo. Grade: D - (just a hair away from F+)

So in retaliation, I've uploaded a bunch of fun Tokyo photos. Enjoy. (And don't forget to read the next post, which I also made today)


This is on the shopping bag from a "foreign super" [market] where one can buy expensive food items from around the world. Note the prolific hyphenation and non-standard English.


Yo! Baby I want you I need you!


This had to be documented. Never will I score under par again. Thank you, oh thank you, Nintendo Wii.


I didn't believe in demonic ducks until I saw their red eyes for myself! There's also some pretty strikingly yellow eyed ducks. (Sorry, hard to make out in this photo)


The plums are blooming early this year. Global warming = mild Tokyo winter.

"TuWeeN DoNaTsu" = twin donuts. Red bean paste "anko" with custard creme on top. Yum!


Bottled water in a can. Fresh! (It's for emergencies.)

4L of whiskey. ..at a super market. Liver say "Ouchie."


More questionable liquor. I've decided that if it comes in a paper box or a big 2L plastic jug, it's for industrial purposes only.

Charisma Tamago. Tamago = egg. I'm not sure what the Charisma part means. Maybe tofu.

Attack of the Ku Ri Su Pi Ku Ree Mu


Attack of the 50ft Diabetes Risk-Factor

I'd heard that the super-sweet US chain store would be invading Asia soon, and apparently they arrived in Tokyo just as I was leaving in November last year.


It's the Not-Quite-USA

Look at those umbrellas--that's people winding around in line to get into the store! It winds around like a line for a roller coaster.




But: The line wraps around the building!! Not only do you have to stand in line in the rain to get a doughnut, but you have to stand in line in the rain to get a chance to stand in line in the rain to get one!! Wow.

The line was moving pretty slowly, and people leaving tended to have at least one dozen donut boxes (usually 2 or 3) so I assume they were getting goodies for the whole office. It was 10:30 am on a Tuesday, so .. ... or I could be wrong, and Japanese insulin companies are currently a BUY BUY BUY

I'm curious if the wise people at Krispy Kreme adjusted the formula to make the donuts better-suited for Japanese tastes, but I'm not patient enough to stand in line long enough to find out. (At least, in the rain I'm not.)

PS What does that building in the foggy background remind you of? Anything different about it?

07 February 2007

Routine

No hits on the quiz. Guess I wrote too many words last time, and no-one saw the photos. :P

The past few days I've stumbled into a routine: Mid-morning is email and blog time. Pre-mid-morning is breakfast, then Japanese at a coffee shop. That caffeine stuff really works! Wakes me up. But it makes my tummy hurt a little. (Official T.M.I. Advanced Warning!) It also seems to make me poop. So... I guess Mid-morning isn't just email and blog time. Ewww


(The above ^^ is a photo album link. Goofy white box means photo album.)

What I Learned Today (so far) : the difference between ReeZaa and ReZaa. The first is light energy, the second is a primitive material. ... any guesses?

05 February 2007

Track in Japan

Back in Japn.. It is a strange feeling, to see my life and to see Japan in a different way. I tend to think of my life as being on a railroad track, going straight in one direction. I try to avoid thinking about the concept that life isn't like that--that the future can turn. The idea that my life could be bad even if I do everything "correctly" to make a good life--it's scary. Equally as scary, for me, is the idea that I could change to be anything I wanted, if I thought hard about who I am and what I want. I like the idea of a track--it keeps me from worrying (maybe that's also Japanese style, maybe part of why I like it here) But right now I have no track.. It wouldn't be bad if my railroad track had a choice between only two new directions, but it's frightening to think that the track is splitting into a million different tracks. "Now Entering Track Land"

Being here now, in this new state of mind, without a job or daily work requirement (which was my track), I can see that track--I can describe the track I was on. I don't speak Japanese very well, because on my previous track I didn't need it. It is difficult to learn kanji and new vocabulary, and I didn't _need_ it on that track, so I stopped studying. But now, I see so many tracks where it is better to have good Japanese ability. I want to understand more now. I can see many tracks I could take where I'd _need_ more Japanese. It makes me want to study more now.

But the part that is missing the most right now, to help me find the next track, is my concept of who I am. If I know 100% what I want, then finding the right job/track/etc would be easy. Even if it was a track with challenges, I would have less stress, because at least it would identify the challenges I should overcome. (Such as learning Japanese.)

Let's analyze the situation: my life. :) So far I've been studying science, because it seems to fit well with how my brain works. It is my nature to seek efficiency and to analyze (thus, I'm writing this paragraph). And, on the track of science, for people who love science, the biggest track leads to being a professor.

However, I am not perfectly suited to be a A1 professor, because I'm not great at research. I am not good at active learning, or studying, because in my life I either understood immediately or I didn't understand it very well. If I can see it, and it logically makes sense, then I usually immediately understand. For example, language is difficult for me, but geometry is easy. Politics is boring and complicated, but computers are exciting and complicated. ... The connection to being a professor is this: research is the process of actively teaching yourself. It is looking at a question repeatedly from all different angles until the answer is found. In this case, "different angles" means looking at the problem using a new background. Learning a new background means forcing yourself to understand the same thing in a new way--to speak a new language of science. Language. The active learning required to do that is the part of research I can't be self-assured about.

Also, I _tried_ to be a professor. I decided, "well, maybe I am good enough, perhaps without being able to do the big research stuff" and I applied to schools where research is less important. Not A1 research schools, but smaller universities and colleges. But even there I was not accepted.

... failure is stronger when one's heart is not behind the effort. ... Also, when the heart is not behind the decision to choose that track, one looks at "fringe benefits," or the extra things that your life gets from the job. For example, maybe a doctor gets bored with his work, but he continues because 1) it is good money and 2) he likes golfing on Tuesdays. But I couldn't see many fringe benefits from being at a small college.

I learned two things in my failed interviews. 1) Working a smaller university does not mean big money. It is hard work, for low money. [People take that track for reasons other than money.] 2) Working in a university is very much like being part of a business. In a classroom, it never seems like money is important--learning is most important, right? But the school is a business which needs to make money, and a professor has responsibilities to keep the business working. Teaching is a relatively small part of being a professor.

By listing those two things, I'm not saying that money is the most important thing for me. But I do think that money helps to make a comfortable life. I have strengths and a personality that would make me be happy in a job teaching students, but what about the rest of being a professor? The rest is business, which isn't exciting. Business means making money, and money helps.. So best idea is to find a job where my strengths are fulfilled, and the business part makes good money.

There is an expression "Follow your heart, and the money will follow." I think that only really works if you start your own business. I'm not ready for that, so for now I'll seek a job which could prepare me to do that.

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And now for something completely different.


Like a corndog... without the corn

There are a lot of bakeries near my friend's house. This is a "Hot Dog Stick," I think. The fried breading coils around the dog. It's like a doughnut, without the sugar, and with meat... and a stick.


Wiener Roll!


Complete with ketchup and mustard!


Compare this to the photo of the Chicago style hotdog below, to see why many people think this is funny. Plus, the above is a bakery item.

QUIZ!! What's inside this one?
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03 February 2007

Boston => Chicago => Tokyo

Wow! I'm back. (And looking for a job) I'm still jet-lagged, and I'm still in shock.. ..but today I'm back on the internet, and I'll try to fix all the photos.

For now, here's what's been going on in my life, the past couple days:


The south part of Evanston, my "home town" north of Chicago. I'd forgotten just how big Lake Michigan is. It looks even bigger from 10,000 feet.


It's the airport version of a Chicago style dog. Tomato slices instead of wedges.. a little skimpy on the relish. (Skimpy onion I don't mind.) And I had to ask for celery salt. But it had a nice touch: a little charbroil-after-boiled effect. That was a redeming quality. Plus, they didn't go and try to put ketchup on there, and the poppy seed bun was pre-warmed in a steamer. Very edible. ...it'd been a long time since my last real hotdog.


Happy Puppy! (And no, I don't mean the video game website.) It was my third "You're back in Japan" moment.

... And for all those curious, the first was all the school kids in their uniforms commuting at 4:30 on the train. The second was realizing that while the price of almost everything in Japan is high, the quality is also high. ..and I think the value is better. Net result: higher quality of life. Maybe you've gotta live here to appreciate that. ...and I mean, it's true for 90% of the people here--the middle class. The middle class in Japan has a higher quality of life than the middle class in the US.

JA NE... time to get rolling. Hopefully the photos will work. (cross your YUBI)
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04 December 2006

hand truck

 

In Japan, this is not how you move a box. Maybe because I am tall, it is much easier for me to use a hand truck, like this one. Posted by Picasa

27 November 2006

Texas Okra



Texas okra. Just to prove my claim "Yes, we really do eat okra."

24 November 2006

Sayonara

Hello, hello. Happy Thanksgiving. The turkey is in my stomach, and my family has been in their "Turkey coma", so I had a chance to jump on the computer and start up the new blog. The new blog's name is Reconstruction in MA, and the link is also <-- over there in the sidebar.

Yes, things are changing... but I hope this isn't the last post on this blog. I reserve the right to return in the future. "Tokyo Top Down View" is my place for insight on Japan, and job permitting, more insight will appear at a future date. (That means I want to find a job where I am in Japan, at least as a traveller.)

But for now, gear down from Tokyo's urban zaniness and get ready for some New England countryside. Hope you enjoy the new blog.

22 November 2006

Breakfast in America.. and Lunch.. and Dinner..

Sorry to keep you all waiting.. my plans got derailed. I brought the laptop to Texas for my Thanksgiving trip, but I didn't bring the battery charger. We'll see if I can borrow a computer for a couple hours to arrange everything for the new blog.

Lance reading
Fine reading material from the plane

In Texas, most things are how I knew them--no big change. There's a lot of empty space here.. and a lot of food. Luckily I found a good cheap pair of sneakers to work off the calories. Suburbia has very cheap shopping, even if every store has the same stuff...

PS Today I saw the movie "Borat." Very clever! I think all foriegners in Tokyo would enjoy it also. But I felt a little strange enjoying it. Many of the jokes are against the US-- especially the southern US, where I am from, and where I was watching the movie. But maybe I'm safe because it seemed like most of the audience didn't notice the jokes enough to be offended.

17 November 2006

Boom, I'm gone

The weather in the Boston area is unseasonably warm, wet, and windy. Low, damp little clouds blowing across the sky. I'm sitting on the 2F of a farmhouse, windows open, and a breeze rushes across my leg as it props up the computer. The air smells of the old house's must, and also of grass from outside. This bedroom, double the size of my entire Nezu apartment, echoes from the sound of my typing, my Dad's voice downstairs, and the wind blowing through the trees outside.

On the flight here I couldn't rest--I thought a lot about Japan, my life, and what I want to do. I miss my friends in Japan very much. Where would I like to work? What job would I like to do? What is my goal for the future?

I don't know--except, I know, in the next 15 minutes my goal is to sleep. I've been up for 27 hours.

Coming soon: blog future, blogging as a coping mechanism, and "Reconstruction in MA"

PS More about Massachusetts.

13 November 2006

alive.. and moving



I hate moving. This photo represents only about half of my life. The other half is meeting as many people as possible in the short time remaining, and living in denial about the upcoming departure from the country I've called home the past two years.

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03 November 2006

I'm alive! I'm getting sunburned in Palau. More to come later!

30 October 2006

Moving = Expensive, but.. SHOGANAI

As many of you know, I'm moving back to the US soon. I've got a lot of quirky Tokyo photos that have been waiting in the wings, but today I'll post what's on my mind.

I'm used to things being expensive in Japan, but usually I justify the price because I'm getting something I enjoy. "Enjoy" and "moving" don't go together.

Step 1: Get price info to ship items back home. (Not everything will fit in my suitcases) For reference, 10 kg = 22 lbs.

Airmail M-bag (Printed Matter Only) 9000Yen
Airmail Parcel (Printed Matter Only) 2 x 4250Y = 8500Y
EMS expdited delivery (2-4 days?) 14000Y
Parcel Post Airmail (7-14 days?) 17650Y

That seemed pretty pricey, so I checked another option: the equivalent of UPS, Yamato kuroneko "black cat" service. I sent them email, but they never sent back to me. (First warning!) A week later I called, but they elected to call me back, in order to have the phone call in English. Next day they called, and I gave them the rough estimate of my boxes. (Roughly, 4 10kg boxes). Price estimate, by Air: 150,000 Yen!

... and finally, for comparison, checking out the price of the reverse trip, US -> Japan, using the good ol' US Postal Service:


So... for all those concerned, all options are expensive (SHOGANAI! = apathetic "What can ya do?"), but the Japan Post Office is the way to go. They have the cheapest option I can find, especially these days, if you consider that the Yen has been weak. (The price for 22lbs by EMS is about $118 USD, respectfully in range with $99.70 above) ... 20% more than I'm used to isn't nearly as bad as 240% the price!

Uhg.. these boxes are heavy. Kilograms are deceptively large, for a person accustomed to lbs! I'm off for the PO..

22 October 2006

Metropolitan moment

I went for a jog this evening, to shake the legs out after not having done anything athletic for a couple weeks. I often take a route through a nearby park, around a lake, then pass between a set of museums.

The last part of that route passes me by a wide plaza, which has a low, flat, long rectangular garden pool. (Think Washington Memorial, but smaller.) Jogging near the water, I suddenly heard piano echoing around, as if someone nearby had a portable keyboard. But as I jogged, the sound got richer and richer.

I was towards the end of my jog, and those who run will know that your brain starts to get real simple at that point. Thoughts usually consist of "Do I hurt yet?" "I'm sweating a lot," and "Where am I?" ..and perhaps some endorphins (the body's natural pain killer) were kicking in. The sound was mesmerizing--carried by the water and flittering through the trees--especially when the cello came in.

Eventually I realized it was a live concert, emanating from a museum across the street. The light turned "blue" so I sprinted across. It felt good.

Somehow, I was able to remember the name on the poster, and find this link. Thought I'd share.

Having stopped, it was hard to get back to jogging again. The right kidney said "I want to hear the music." But soon a light rain started falling--motivation to slowly jog home. It was a nice urban moment.

20 October 2006

Racism in Japan

Lance's Shortlist of "Well-known Things About Today's Japan":
  • Sushi
  • Lots of car companies
  • Lots of sex-crazed men
  • Not liked within Asia
The last one follows from WWII, and many neighbor countries feeling that Japan has never psychologically paid for war atrocities, and still have a superiority thing going on. Today's post is my take on that. (Short version.)

From what I've seen in my 2 years here, most Japanese people don't believe themselves to be superior, as a race. But they do believe themselves to be different. And within Japan, they like their way best.

Japan is an island, geographically and culturally. It's hard for them to see the logic of the rest of the world. So the rest of the world considers them sexist and racist. It can cause problems, for example, this foreigners' activist site. (The stuff there is true, but luckily not so wide-spread as to matter to 90% of visiting foreigners.)

But, like China, Japan is changing quickly. I keep wondering when Japan's Women's Liberation movement will take place.. divorce is on the rise, woman-owned business is on the rise.. In the 2020's I wager that some incarnation of women's lib will make the news.

In the end: the strangeness of Japan is a big reason why I like it. With homogony comes low crime, a high level of respect and courtesy, and a high quality of life. But I don't feel comfortable with the "obey elders even when they're wrong" concept (also known as the "never ask why" concept), and the "I'm a woman so I'll clean your dishes now" mental programming. For me the good points cancel out the bad points.

PS From the above website, an essay describing an American's experience on a socially harrowing Japanese bus trip. Having been "lost" from a bus trip schedule myself, I could really relate--sans married woman, of course. A great essay.

16 October 2006


Subway Ad Zaniness!

That's real fake hair stuck on the poster, folks!

I also like the actual-size replicas of Meiji chocolate (not pictured)

Click to zoom in, click to appreciate

I think the message is the following: Whales hate it when you burn garbage (all garbage in Tokyo is inscinerated), Polar bears get embarassed if a cigaratte sees them with acne, then Penguins get attacked, and finally Sprokets We DANCE! Of course, it's all a symbolic metaphor to say "If you smoke down here, we the Japanese collective will cast evil glares of derision at you, but we won't actually do anything about it unless we're wearing a MTA uniform."

I have no idea about this one.

What an appealing photo! Sign me up on the "Stick that thing up my nose" waiting list!!

08 October 2006

One building over another

What do you do when space is tight on campus? How can you circumvent pesky building preservation laws? ... The answer in Tokyo is to build your new building to physically encapsulate the old one.


New Over Old

Interconnectivity

When it's "inside" it looks different

Software is Amazing--Yay Hugin!

I'm so geeked out that my favorite generalized image manipulation program (GIMP) can expertly stitch photos together to make a panorama, with the plug in "hugin". (There are many other panorama plugins I could choose from if/when I use my LINUX machine.) Even though I didn't take care about the exposure or camera angle, it did a pretty good job, eh? I love the fish-eye effect, too! New toys! (Free ones at that!)

..I'm gonna go take some more photos now..

27 September 2006


Hair Product Resupply!

Been a year since I bought hair gel. Now, once again, I have my Long-Keep GEL Super Hard. But.. luckily, I found another handy product.

Morning Hair Fix Water

Sometimes the Japanese translation is all you need to know. Worth $5 just for the bottle.

21 September 2006

Cars of Tokyo


Subaru mini-compact



Subaru mini-compact

I strongly doubt this little buger adheres with Subaru's US all-wheel marketing strategy. They also make mini pickup trucks and vans. Small cars are honestly needed here because there's many roads where a medium size car won't fit.



A very sporty (looking) Toyota wagon



CLOSE UP: A very sporty (looking) Toyota wagon

"As enjoyable as communing with Nature is the comfort of cruising through the tree-line boulevard."

... Comparing with Engrish on t-shirts, I'm guessing that Engrish on cars goes through at least one grammar check by a native speaker. This gives me all kinds of ideas for my next car. ^_^



Smart! (designed by Mercedes)



a-hem, "Green" Smart, that is. I doubt this leaf laminate is supposed to be peeling off.



Cute matching interior

I'm guessing the interior was the motivation behind the zany leaf-pattern laminate. I don't know if these cars would be safe on US highways, but they are perfect for city driving. Wish I would see more on the streets of Tokyo. (I've only ever seen 3 in the 2 years I've been here.)