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  • Our office room is

    Our office room is undergoing a transformation. The balcony is sprouting a small garden suspended in oblong pots from the railing. Tara and I spent yesterday afternoon planting marigolds, pansies, and other orange blooms then fixing them to the railing with metal brackets. Tara washed the balcony floor and discovered a leak in the drain.…

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  • Sometimes there are too

    Sometimes there are too many choices. Tara & I walked to the local Mister Donut to pick up a breakfast treat while Tod & Seth slept. We know what sorts of donuts they like, so when we started to select our dozen, it was with them in mind: French crullers, custard cream, cinnamon, glazed plus…

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  • Around the corner from

    Around the corner from the house is a public bath. Seth & Tod were having a poker night (no girls allowed), so Tara and I went to soak in the hot tubs of the sento. The price of admission is 400 yen. After stripping your clothes into a wicker basket, you take your soap and…

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  • Today has double significance

    Today has double significance in America but none in Japan. Friday the 13th and Good Friday don’t hold any special meaning here. Today is “San Rinbou” according to the Japanese calendar on my fridge. I have no idea what that is. Rinbou doesn’t appear in any of my dictionaries, so I think I’ll just concentrate…

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  • There is a man

    There is a man standing in the gutter across the street. He has a basket of plastic pipe fittings at his feet and he is looking perplexed. For the past week, a white van with long pipes strapped to the roof has appeared at 8:30 am and parked outside my office window. Two men, one…

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  • My hands continue to

    My hands continue to ache and I find myself in front of the TV too much. Last night’s entertainment involved two sets of celebrities competing to guess what someone in a restaurant ordered. They watched the person order from a menu that each team also had in front of them (“Ah, I think it’s on…

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  • Japanese TV continues to

    Japanese TV continues to amuse me. Last night I watched a show that focused on poor people. After identifying a target, in this case a man and wife with a small restaurant in Yokohama, the cameras moved in an filmed every aspect of their lives: the lack of customers, their high food costs, their single-room…

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  • I have a lot

    I have a lot of photographs. I was searching through them yesterday for pictures I could scan to use for a client’s website. There are hundreds of photos from all over Japan. Some of them are really good views of Japanese cultural artifacts; others are silly snapshots of Tod. My filing system is dated and…

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  • A friend from Tod’s

    A friend from Tod’s office organised a late-season hanami party at a Komaba park in Meguro-ku, about 40 minutes on the subway from our house. It was a beautiful day. Cherry blossoms fluttered from the trees; breezes caused a flurry of floral snow. Our picnic spread represented all our nationalities–American, Canadian, Indian, British, Dutch, Middle…

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  • “Short, frequent breaks,” is

    “Short, frequent breaks,” is the mantra of anyone who’s suffered from respetitive stress injuries (RSI). Of course, I never listened and now I’m paying for that inattention. My hands and wrists burn from too much typing and mousing. This condition can lead to all sorts of nasty remedies including casts and surgery, so I’m trying…

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