A change in weather

Living in Los Angeles for the past 20 years, I guess I had forgotten that weather actually changes. It seems in the past two weeks that summer has ended. Of course, last week it officially ended. Even the weather indicates it has ended. I had to wear a sweater last night when I went out for dinner! Gasp! It is nice that the heat and humidity appear to have broken. The weather is very comfortable. I like it.

I really don’t have much to write about. Tomo was here this weekend so we got to hang out. I’ll be in Tokyo next weekend to see Radiohead. I am looking forward to that concert. I seem to be doing normal stuff now, like watching the occasional DVD, reading books, surfing the web, helping Tomo with Photoshop. Oh, and working of course. I think it is time that I renew my Japanese language study. I can’t believe I’ve been here 6 months. I don’t feel my language skills have improved. I’m sure they have, but still, they should be soooo much better. Time to get serious again.

I hope everyone is doing OK out there. I know I haven’t been great about keeping up with folks via email, but drop me a note. I’d love to hear from you.

Oh – I considered getting up at 4:30 am to listen to Purdue football. I’m glad I didn’t waste my time. It looks like a real clunker of a season is coming up.

Oh, Oh – It looks like I only write in short sentences now. What has happened? It is a blogging trap? Have I lost the ability to write with complex structure? Is it due to simplifying my language for Japan? I do not know. I find it intriguing. Perhaps you do to.

How much is it worth?

Has it really been twelve days since my last blog entry? Wow. For both of you out there reading this, I apologize that it took so long. I had a few entries in mind but they have escaped me. I know one was really amusing too. What a bummer, I can’t remember what it was.

Today I am having a few colleagues over for a movie night. Hey, no big deal. It is a good excuse to make me clean up a little bit and finally wade through some of the uninteresting mail that has piled up. So I’m in a relatively clean / picked up place. Nice. I’m getting better organized. I thought it might be kind of fun to have some chips and salsa as a little movie night kind of behavior. I went to one of the gaijin grocery stores and sure enough I was able to get some Tostitos white corn tortilla chips and salsa (luckily while I was there I saw some chili beans so I’ll be able to make chili this winter which makes me very happy). I bought two bags and two salsas.

How much would you pay for this?

How much do you think that little purchase cost? Sure, it is Japan. Things are more expensive here. I understand that. The total purchase was … are you ready? It was about 2300 yen, or $20. Yikes! We will have to enjoy every last morsel.

 

Other News

In other news, we had our first typhoon of the season. The storm was weakening and then start building up again. I made sure I left work at the peak of the storm, it appears. It was pretty rainy and getting windy when I left. By the time I got home the air was still and it was gently raining. What happened? The storm looks pretty wet when you look at the RADAR image below. Compared to one of the typhoons in Mito in 2004 this was nothing. I must have been on the good side of the eye or something.

It looks worse than it was

 

I have actually succeeded in framing and hanging some pictures. As a matter of fact, you can see some of the images with the Tostitos. I ordered 9 more frames today. Just part of my prairie fire spending!

It is hard to explain

… but I will try. Today was a long day. I didn’t work this weekend so I had a ton of email to try to read. Plus at the end of the day I had a rather culturally frustrating meeting that did not go as I had wished. I rode the train home, stopped at the grocery, hopped on the subway and headed home for a simple dinner at home and maybe more email, a video, or working on my journal. As I was exiting the station, I noticed a poster with modern art that read, to the best of my knowledge, “pecan” and “currie” in Japanese. How strange, I thought, what kind of modern art show (not contemporary art – just modern between the wars kind of stuff) would have that title? “Pecan and currie” just didn’t make any sense to me at all.

Of course, all this was in Japanese. It was written

ペカソ

and

クレ

So all my Japanese reading friends are probably thinking, “fool!” Anyway, the characters above are in katakana, and they are used to represent foreign words. Some characters also look rather the same. For example, can you quickly tell the difference between ソ and ン? To the trained eye, you can. The first character has a stroke that goes from the top and down to the left. Think of a brush. The second character has a brush stroke from the lower left to the upper right. Kind of like a check mark. That subtle difference is the difference between the sound “so” and “n”. That’s right. So I read the ソ as “n” when it was really or “so.” Which, as you can see, changes the reading from a nut, to well, Pekaso. Obviously that is Picasso (who one could argue was kind of a nut as well but I would probably disagree). Maybe the modern art thing is making more sense. But what about “currie?” The characters are “ku” and “re” – kure. Remembering the spelling of currie, it is actually カレ in Japanese, or “ka” and “re.” So “kure” obviously becomes Klee with the whole “r” and “l” conundrum. Picasso and Klee – sounds like a pretty good show. Maybe I can get pecan currie if I go to the show!

I guess I was just hungry. I hope that my little tale gives you a taste of the opportunity for major misunderstandings here!

As for this weekend, I went up to Tokyo to get away. I had a nice time – it is always good to see friends. Tomo got back from a trip to the States, so he had some nice booty for me. Try to find deodorant here in Japan. It doesn’t exist! People don’t stink (generally). It is remarkable.

Meat, meat, meat

I’m watching the closing ceremonies of the Olympics. Summer is really coming to an end. The International School starts tomorrow, the temperature has cooled (barely). This weekend there was another festival – perhaps the last of “festival season.” I wandered around but couldn’t get real motivated for pictures. It was a mostly a dancing festival it seems. Also lots of food that I didn’t want to eat.

So why meat, meat, meat? Because it seems that is all I’ve been eating lately. Thursday night we took a colleague out to dinner for his 30th anniversary at work. We went to a Brazilian place that basically carves meet from a grilled stick. Friday I took my Japanese colleagues out to dinner and enjoyed yakiniku (grilled meat at your table). Then Saturday we had a going away party and we went to … yakiniku again! Ugh. No meat for me for a while.

Gosh, I really don’t have much to say. I worked this week. A lot. That’s about it.

It is easy to be lazy (but I wasn’t)

Finding Art

The weather is still hot and humid here. The air conditioning works, and the Olympics are on TV. It is really easy to get lazy – especially after a long week. This morning I woke up just in time for my normal alarm time – except it is Sunday and my alarm isn’t set. Sigh. Luckily it isn’t so hard to go back to sleep!

After lunch I decided to re-introduce myself to my mamachari. My bike needed me, and I needed it. I wanted to find an art and framing shop that someone had told me about. I was told it was one block from the international center. No directions associated with that block – just one block. I figured I’d have better coverage on bike. I got to the international center and turned north. Nothing was apparent. However, I did stumble across a really old neighborhood. I wished I had my camera with me to take some pictures. I’ll have to go back later. After scoping the area out for a while I was unable to find it on that side of the street. I crossed over and continued down a shopping gallery. It wasn’t in the shopping gallery so I started to head back to the international center again. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw “Art and Frame” on the side of the building and rode a little closer. Bingo! It was the shop I was trying to find. And it was closed on a Sunday. The hours are from 9:00 am – 6:00 pm. Which means I have a small window on Saturdays to actually check it out. I guess I know what I am doing next Saturday.

 

Festivaling

It is festival season here in Japan. I guess the perfect time to be outside is when there are lots of insects, it is hot, and really humid. Communities have festivals, cities have festivals, and neighborhoods have festivals. Today was the last day of the Nagoya Castle Festival (I guess castles have festivals too) and I thought it was the Hirokojidori festival too (that is a street, so streets and castles can have festivals). I walked down to the Hirokojidori festival today after my art run. It seemed very normal for a festival and I was afraid it was going to be as unspectacular as the Osu Kannon festival (remember the samba). However, I saw the signs describing it as August 23 and 24. Oh … well … I guess my book was a week ahead of itself. I walked to Citibank and got money instead. You can never have too much cash in Japan.

I came back home but fortunately gathered up my energy, hopped on the mamachari, and headed to Nagoya Castle. Ah, indeed there was a real festival. It is much like a county fair, with games for kids, greasy food, a stage, and some other items. Lots of people out in Yukata and lots of kids around. I enjoyed it – and the surroundings of the castle made it a little more authentic?

The festival had traditional odori dancing around a big stage. The average age of the dancers was about 73. A dying tradition? Let’s hope not.

Festival dancing

 

Unfortunately, what might be a developing tradition is the big bouncy thing, in this case a koara, better known as a koala.

A big, bouncy koala

 

Many associations were out showing their presence in the country, including the Japan Rubber Band Gun Shooting Association

Japanese are 100% into things

 

The crowd was still small before sunset.

Early stages of the night

 

Taiko drumming is still popular, as demonstrated by the prepubescent taiko drummers performing on the stage. After I took the picture I saw the no photo sign on the edge of the stage. Oops.

Young taiko drummers

 

We had the shogun recreationists – kind of like the folks at the Feast of the Hunter’s Moon in Indiana dressing as Indians and French traders.

A different kind of cosplay

 

Like a moth, I was drawn to the lights. “Take my picture,” they screamed at me. So I did. I took lots of pictures.

Japanese festival latern

 

Japanese festival latern

 

Japanese festival latern

 

A fun night.