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Entries this day: Dream Hop,_Rock Work cow-jam_at_The_Pink_Cow Dream 10:51am JST Sunday 4 October 2009 (day 14438) Working on a project of some sort, building some wooden shelves or something that sprayed a lot of sawdust all over the house, I wanted to get finished and cleaned up before Soness got home. She arrived home a day early, and at the same time I got a once-in-lifetime invitation to go on some sort of overnight trip and wanted to leave the mess and still go on the trip. Soness was like, "well, you don't have to leave for an hour, so you can do both!" I was like, "ummm," but then I realized I probably could do both the cleanup and the trip, but then I woke up permalinkHop, Rock 10:55am JST Sunday 4 October 2009 (day 14438) Went to the beach just before I was about to leave cause Alfonzo sent me a mail, "can we make it noon instead of 11?" There was some sort of marathon happening with participants featuring jersey numbers between 700 (or so) and 19800 (or so). Most of the numbers I saw were in the 18000 and 19000 range. Riding carefully along with the runners, I marveled at their tenacity to run run run run. Some of the quadraceps I saw were huge. (We have biceps, triceps and quadraceps; are there uniceps or monoceps or the like?) I rode down to the gross water outlet and got a picture of the 4 fingered robot climbing out of the sand. I wonder what his name is. Carefully rejoined the runners for a bit and rode from the robot to the T. Hmmmm I need to document these places a bit on my wiki. Here's a draft: The Wall / Gross water outlet If I go down the beach-bound street closest to Chez Soness, and go left along the beach about 150 meters, I'll get to a low wall that extends from the seawall to the sea. The wall has a partner next to it, and together they make an outlet for gross water to slurry its way to the ocean. I've spent some time wave-watching/reading/sleeping/sitting/meditating on this wall, and some time collecting rocks, shells and green wire rings near the wall. I've played Wave Racers a few times, marveling at the water's ability to move heavy rocks as easily as styrofoam. One day, I found a metal bar in the sand so I went to collect it, but when I picked it up, it stayed connected to something in the sand. I dug down to dig the whole thing up, and found another metal bar. Then immediately found *another* metal bar! They were all affixed to something quite heavy and hidden beneath the sand and gravel. Then I realized the amazing truth: they're fingers of a Robot trying to get out of the sand!! Shocked, and inspired to help the Robot out, I dug down further, but couldn't get him out. The waves keep coming back too frequently and erase my digging work. I took some of the green wire rings and put them on the Robot's fingers, to let him know he is loved and will be treated like a Robot prince once we get him out. One ring for each finger, and then a bracelet around all three fingers. - - - - A week later, I went to see how my Robot friend was doing. He hadn't been able to get any further out, but when I helpfully dug around his fingers, I found a fourth finger! We're making progress! I gave him some more rings and bracelets. He'll be the most blinginest Robot around once we get him out. - - - - A few days later, I found he was holding a rock. Word. Willy the Robot Willy the Robot was born of a normal Robot factory, but just as his brain chip was being install, a lightning strike hit the factory lightning rod, which just a few minutes prior had been knocked loose by a srong gust of wind, and the factory robot maintenance staff had sprung to work getting it reattached. Through some magic of synchronicity and storytelling, when the lightning strike struck, all their AI brainpower was transferred to Willy the Robot's brain chip, giving him the AI of four robot factory workers in addition to his originally planned brain. Anyway, he became more sentient than the rest and broke free from his robotic lifestyle and ended up stuck in the sand in Chigasaki after a wind surfing accident. Chigasaki T The T-shaped human-made rock penninsula thing is probably not called Chigasaki T in real life. It's about 150 meters to the right of where one would arrive at the beach if one went down the beach-bound street closest to Chez Soness. I like to barefootedly rock hop on these rocks. They're all stable, usually dry (unless it's raining), and most are smoothish, making a generally even surface on which one can run. But they feature gaps between them that could easily capture a leg, so I gotta be careful, genki, and able to see when I rock hop on them. I rock hopped on the rocks from the bottom of the T to the top, two full back-and-forths along the top bar of the T, and then back from the top to the bottom. I was pretty puffed out after doing my run, and my feet felt a bit tenderized, but I didn't feel the sting of any cuts. Nice. Headed home and took a shower. permalinkWork 7:05pm JST Sunday 4 October 2009 (day 14438) Though it's a Sunday, Alfonzo and I worked today. permalinkcow jam at The Pink Cow 10:55pm JST Sunday 4 October 2009 (day 14438) Met Soness in Shibuya; she had come from Asakusa on Ginza Line after performing in 5 shows!! She got to meet Alfonzo briefly and then we went to the Pink Cow while he headed out elsewhere. Cow Jam featured sets by three sets of performers: a quintet featuring drums, bass, guitar, vocals, and violin, a solo artist from Sweden featuring guitar and harmonica, and a duet featuring Thomas on vocals and someone on guitar. There certainly may have been more after that (ustream knows the truth), but Soness was super tired (though meeting a guy named Robert who's got an NPO thing going on in some southeast asian countries) and I had to be on the train headed for work in ~11 hours (~9 hours now) so we left around 9pm. Chatted with Traci who's working hard to keep the Cow afloat, and David who was doing the same by running the sound board for Cow Jam. Gleb and Rio came in (Rio's picture is currently at the top of Uncle Cow's Travels website) and we chatted a bit. He said he would upload the pics he took with Uncle Cow well over a year ago. We shall see! (he's been saying that for over a year) Uncle Cow is currently at Dr Traci's; his stitches were coming out from his surgery after I ripped his head partway off while freedom fighting with Ami. permalink |