Entries this day: Jimmy Yuuko miki pm_hitoe sf_rules

Jimmy

10:35am JST Wednesday 31 March 2004

Jimmy woke me up, calling this morning around 10:25. He said he had some more ideas for my roller coaster book, so we're going to meet in a bit to talk about them. He says, "I'm the ultimate enabler." That sounds like a good thing for me.

1:48pm

D'oh. My bike got jacked. Going to the police station with my registration to get it back.

Jimmy hung out at my house while I looked for the registration. I couldn't find it anywhere it seemed. But I got a lot of cleaning done on my room. I meditatively visualized my bicycle coming back to me easily and simply with no embarassment or difficulties on anyone's part. When the mditation finished I got up and looked in two places; the second had my registration.

Yuuko

5:15pm JST Wednesday 31 March 2004

Yuuko called as I found the registration, and she drove over to help me report my bike stolen. We checked out hanami along the small river on the way to the cop station. She helped translate, and called the bike shop with at which the bike had been registered and let them know the situation or something. I'm glad about that, for I couldn't have done that part by any stretch. I was generally able to understand what the police officer wanted me to write and tell him about the bike, and I drew a picture to describe how I had locked the bike, though not tightly to the frame and not through a loop (stupid stupid topographic error I made) and I assume that's how it was taken. fuck.

But Yuuko and I had fun together and I bought her a snack at 7-11 (yes, there are some here) and we ate in a little park under the shade of sakura (cherry (blossom) trees), watching a girl riding around on a unicycle and kids playing in the wet sand with shovels. We smelled some cherry blossoms on a tree next to the small river thing near my house that's shaded with cherry blossom trees. (they don't provide much shade, actually). I accidentally knocked my plastic bottle of tea into the river and I was unable to recover it easily without getting really muddy so I decided to pick up ten different pieces of litter. We walked along the river and I collected trash, counting in Japanese. I joked about putting bicycles (cars, houses, trees, etc.) into my little plastic bag, just for entertainment value. In the river I noticed a red-ear slider (as we called this type of turtle back on Methil Drive) and we followed it for a bit.

6:08pm

裕子 is funny. She listened as I left a high-speed English message to Jimmy about another cool idea I've had about making history interactive and after I hung up the phone, I asked Yuuko if she understood what I said: "わかった？"

She said, "わかった。" (I understand), which I knew was a lie because she had no context for the message, much less could she have kept up with the speed of my speech.

So I was like, "何？" (what [did I say]?)

She goes, "今日さくら見た、きれいだったよ。かめも見た。"

And I was like, "HAHAHAHAHAHAA" cause I knew most of what she said, and it was really funny. I had some context which increased my comprehension.

It reminded me of "Hello, my name is Bingo; I like to climb on things; can I have a banana? Eeek eek!" which is the main reason it was funny. She said, "Today we saw cherry blossoms (sakura) and they were pretty. We also saw a turtle."

HAHAHAHAAHAAA!

miki

10:29pm JST Wednesday 31 March 2004

Yuuko dropped me off next to Cinecitta, where I bought tickets for Brother Bear, a movie that KG Miki wanted to see.

Every Wednesday is Ladies' Night at the movies; women get tix for 1000 yen, whereas guys gotta shell out full price of 1800 yen. 1200 or so for after 9pm.

Miki cut her hair since I saw her last; it's pretty cute, but maybe that's just because she's cute. It reminds me a bit of Trinity from The Matrix. but with bangs.

Grabbed some snackaroos from the nearby conveni (convenience store) and brought them into the theater. Snacks don't have to be smuggled in; the ticket prices are high enough, apparently.

The movie had its moments, but overall it was weak. It was nothing compared to Finding Nemo. The story didn't hold even itself together; the eagle turned the bear back into a man before it was time. Koda should have knocked the spear down the mountain, an avalanche should have happened, and brother bear should have risked himself to save the human by keeping him warm, then after the night he would be turned back into a man as the snow was transmogrified into flowers.

I did like how Koda was snorking unintelligibly when bb was turned back to a human, but I still kinda knew what he was saying. It would have been funny if they coulda had him telling a story in grunts, but I'm not sure how that could have been easily worked into the plot in the time allotted. They could have spent a day as bear and human and then changed back to a bear, but hey.

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Miki finished her job today. She love[d/s] her students, but didn't seem to express any sadness today after leaving them. She had a big bouquet of flowers and her purse and two gift bags in addition to her flute today. Quite a haul to be hauling around. I'm glad she was so well appreciated at her work. I hope she feels the same or even better.

I felt a bit conspicuous with her/them, like she had just won a beauty pageant, but true to Tokyo form, no one paid notice, from the conveni to in and back out of the theater, to the okonomiyaki place afterward.

We checked the start date for Drumline, a movie I've wanted to see since I saw a review for it in Metropolis. April 10th. But I work on Wednesdays in April. Fuck working Wednesdays anymore; that's movie night. I'll not work Wednesdays in May/beyond. Probably I'll take of Wednesday and then a floating day off each week, one that moves from week to week. Maybe it should include Wednesday in its cycle so I can trick myself into getting some more hours. Miki said my Japanese is getting better; I was able to ask when the movie started, and able to get the answer. But I'm not sure that I asked the way she would have. But whatever.

Walked her to her bicycle and helped her pack all her goodies into her basket. purse, gift bag, flowers. Flute, being most expensive, stayed on her arm. "おやすみなさい。" (good night)

pm hitoe

12:18am JST Thursday 1 April 2004

I'm glad I've correctly recognized Hitoe and Shoko at home today. Hitoe was on the couch watching Discovery Channel about Nefertiti, and I helped her watch. We chatted a bit, and I was able to tell her 90% of the plot of Brother Bear in 80% Japanese. So I guess that's worth telling 72% of the movie in Japanese. I'm getting better.

Thanks to her and others for helping me.

sf rules

12:47am JST Thursday 1 April 2004

Mr Philip

Mr Rob wishes to express to Mr Philip Mr Rob's appreciation of Mr
Philip's continued concern and Mr Philip's continued pleasant
demeanor.  If Mr Philip observes the SF url in question, Mr Philip
will likely note that the Southwest District YRUU Silent Football
Rules have been removed along with the basic description of SF.
However, Mr Rob has not removed, and will continue choosing not to
remove, the pages describing wormholes and parallel universes, and the
foot motions for moving the sacred football, as these pages only refer
to the basic rules of SF vaguely, and without specific description
given to the technique by which the basic motions are performed.
Further, as Mr Philip has previously expressed, the wormholes and
parallel universes are unprecedented in the history of SF and, Mr Rob
posits, may therefore be described in any medium Mr Rob chooses,
without damaging the sanctity of SF's own basic rules.  Though Mr
Philip did not express the fact directly, Mr Rob believes further that
the foot motions described on Mr Rob's website are equally
unprecedented in the history of SF and are therefore as equally
describable as the rules regarding wormholes and parallel universes.
Mr Rob trusts that Mr Philip agrees with Mr Rob on these points, and
further, Mr Rob trusts that Mr Philip agrees that Mr Rob has completed
Mr Rob's task of removing the basic rules to SF from Mr Rob's site.

	Mr Rob


On 2004/03/30, at 16:11, Mr. Philip wrote:


Mr. Rob:

I'm sorry to say that the claim that our games are inherently
different is dubious at best.  When considering various factors, of
which just a few are: methods surrounding the address of the leader,
the arbitrary and complete authority of the leader, the game setup,
the methods of moving the football, and of course, the identical name,
provide every indication that our games are one and the same and have
only very cosmetic differences, the most notable of which is the names
of the various moves, which serve nearly identical purposes.  I
respectfully request that on your honor and the honor of the noble
institution of Silent Football, that you fulfill your end of the
bargain, so to speak, and remove all but the most vague references to
SF from your website, as you promised.  I feel as if I have,
completely and satisfactorily, provided you with the information you
were seeking from a highly reliable source, which was only given to me
after my implicit trust was attained, (and needless to say, this
information is highly secretive, and I am very priveleged, as you are,
to have received it) and thus rightfully expect what was promised to
me.  Thank you, and good luck in all your future endeavors.

Mr. Philip