<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:29:27.388+09:00</updated><category term='PES Tokyo'/><category term='sea kayak sunset'/><category term='Ishigaki'/><category term='first post'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='list'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Okinawa parrotfish'/><category term='MLS'/><category term='Pharoahe Monch'/><category term='Smashing Pumpkins'/><category term='U.S. soccer'/><category term='work'/><category term='Japan Miyazaki'/><title type='text'>Oh the randomness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-896790175375570451</id><published>2008-05-23T13:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:13:48.901+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hustlin'</title><content type='html'>So I have a job, in theory, but the salary hasn't been worked out yet.  They gave me a lower offer than I had expected, and I really do need the money, so...we need to figure that out.  They want me to start on June 2nd, so I'm guessing it will work itself out somehow by then.  In the meantime, I've decided that I need to try to work-if for no other reason than to get me out of the house.  I don't really want to do it, but I'm putting myself back in the English conversation game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a website where you can register and put up your details, and then potential students can contact you.  Usually you meet at a coffee shop somewhere, talk for an hour or so, then go our separate ways.  Kind of like a date, except that money changes hands at the end (well...I guess some dates are like that ;) )  If things go well, then you usually meet once a week and continue to study English.  I've done it before, and it really depends on the person.  If you have a energetic person who can actually speak English, it can be quite fun.  Other times it can be like pulling teeth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, what did you do yesterday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh.....yesterday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, what did you do yesterday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uhh....I....walk......dog"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continues for an hour.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I registered at this site yesterday, but it turns out there are roughly 5000 freelance teachers registered on this site in the Tokyo area!  Goddamnit.  So I tried to make my profile as attractive as possible, in order to attract as many potential students as possible.  I have to sell myself, after all.  I have my snazzy profile picture up, favorite color, interests, that kinda thing.  For favorite movie I put Fight Club, which I think might attract some Brad Pitt fans, but I should probably change that to something a little more accessible to everyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, it's just like signing up for an online dating service.  Here's hoping I can get some good "dates" out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-896790175375570451?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/896790175375570451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/896790175375570451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2008/05/hustlin.html' title='Hustlin&apos;'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-3718586991512255350</id><published>2008-05-14T21:27:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:22:24.591+09:00</updated><title type='text'>honeymoon wrap-up</title><content type='html'>So I'm back in Japan after spending 2 weeks in the states.  Still not over jet-lag, which is bad since I have a lot of writing to do (in Japanese) for an interview Friday.  More on that in a later post.  Honeymoon was a lot of fun, but very tiring.  In particular, I got really tired of eating out for every meal.  Also, I really missed eating Japanese food.  Shoko and I ate udon at the airport when we got back to Tokyo and it was soooooo good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first leg of our journey was to New York.  On the first day Shoko was digging New York, talking about how she could see us living here in the future.  Heh...by the end of the week she was saying "I don't think I need to come back to New York ever again".  New York is basically like Tokyo, except much dirtier.  Someday I'm going to go back to New York and take a bunch of pictures of dirt/trash/filth, and then I'll take pictures of clean Tokyo streets...and I'll have an exhibition where the photos are divided into Tokyo and New York, with titles for each.  The title for the Tokyo section will be "Tokyo: Winning the War on Chaos", while the New York side will be "New York: Losing the War on Chaos".  We compared Tokyo and New York throughout the week, with Tokyo winning (in our minds, anyway) most of the contests-like public transportation, cleanliness, safety, etc.  Though I think New York wins when it comes to food-mainly because it is cheaper than in Tokyo.  I think though that our perception of New York was skewed by the fact that we were staying in Times Square, which....sucked.  Way too many tourists.  I much preferred just wandering around the East Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights from New York include going to a Yankees game (vs. the Mariners)---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/SCrdGAMM0YI/AAAAAAAAA98/eKxjbjnAgzw/s1600-h/2008_0511rockclimingandhiking0041.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/SCrdGAMM0YI/AAAAAAAAA98/eKxjbjnAgzw/s320/2008_0511rockclimingandhiking0041.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200211814952784258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also caught the Lion King on Broadway, which was fantastic, and saw my friend's sister as she and her classmates gave their final presentations for a class at NYU's Tisch School of the Arts.  Ah, student films...it was very cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week in New York we flew to DC.  We were "randomly selected for additional screening" at LaGuardia.  It was ok because we had plenty of time and the TSA people weren't rude or anything.  Still...it was annoyinig.  We got to DC and went to some Smithsonians, and also to the Spy Museum, which was great.  After a few days there we went to Baltimore to attend the wedding of a friend of mine from middle/high school.  Here's the four of us at the wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/SCre2wMM0ZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8UoxvLJg6Y4/s1600-h/2008_0511rockclimingandhiking0090.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/SCre2wMM0ZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8UoxvLJg6Y4/s320/2008_0511rockclimingandhiking0090.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200213751983034770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the wedding we went to Reagan National to fly to Chicago as there is no direct flight to Tokyo from DC.  Again we were "randomly selected for additional screening".  Grr...so we went to their special screening area, and there was a group of middle eastern-looking gentlemen also being screened.  Big shocker...they actually let us go first, while they lectured the other people about what was going to happen.  &lt;br /&gt;I was not particularly proud to be an American citizen at that particular moment.  So I was talking to the TSA guy, and he said that if you change your flight you will get flagged.  Both times we had reservations for a later flight but ended up taking an earlier flight.  So that explains that, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we're back, and it's definitely good to be home.  2 weeks in a foreign country (ha) is a long time.  Next up: work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-3718586991512255350?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3718586991512255350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3718586991512255350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2008/05/honeymoon-wrap-up.html' title='honeymoon wrap-up'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/SCrdGAMM0YI/AAAAAAAAA98/eKxjbjnAgzw/s72-c/2008_0511rockclimingandhiking0041.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-3698012796779770224</id><published>2008-04-25T23:12:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:43:10.150+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Trippin'</title><content type='html'>So Shoko and I were thinking about going on a honeymoon in early May, but we weren't sure if we could go, for two reasons.  One, I was looking for a job, and if I found a job and they wanted me to start work immediately, I wouldn't be able to go.  Two, Shoko wasn't sure if she could get all the days off from work or not.  Well, I haven't found a job yet...things are progressing on several fronts, but nothing official yet.  Also, Shoko got all the days off by saying she was going to attend her cousin's wedding.  Well...we are planning on attending a wedding while we are on our honeymoon, but it's the wedding of a good friend of mine from middle/high school.  He and Shoko are not related, as far as I can tell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're going on our honeymoon, but since I don't have a job, I don't really want to spend much money.  Too bad we're spending a week in NYC.  At least Shoko was able to get a discounted rate for the hotel through work.  I definitely need to get some new shoes while I'm in New York. My loafers (that I would theoretically wear to work every day) are just about done.  They've lasted me for 3 years, so that's nice.  Can't say I would buy that brand of shoe again though (Gordon Rush, in case you're wondering).  Maybe &lt;a href="http://bluefly.com/pages/products/detail.jsp?PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=2080117773&amp;FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2394555&amp;N=2394555+4294967187+4294967268&amp;Ne=10&amp;Ns=Popularity%7c0%7c%7cProduct%2bCode%7c1&amp;Nu=Product+ID"&gt;Bruno Magli&lt;/a&gt; is the way to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-3698012796779770224?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3698012796779770224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3698012796779770224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2008/04/trippin.html' title='Trippin&apos;'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-6920352807959773889</id><published>2008-04-21T16:37:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:42:24.037+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Soccer Stuff</title><content type='html'>So the drawing was held, and both the men's and women's U.S. teams have been drawn into groups with Japan.  This means that I should be able to see some U.S. soccer here in Japan, which is always good.  On the men's side, the group should be pretty tough, as the group is comprised of the Netherlands, Nigeria, Japan, and the U.S.  I remember watching Nigeria win the gold medal in Athens in the '96 Olympics.  Actually, I saw the U.S. women beat Nigeria for the gold medal as well, which was great.  Here's hoping both teams do well.  I'll be happy if the U.S. just gets out of its group-though I would like them to beat Japan, of course-a bit of revenge for the Gamba Osaka vs. Houston Dynamo game (which Gamba won 6-1? I think).  Go USA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-6920352807959773889?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/6920352807959773889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/6920352807959773889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2008/04/olympic-soccer-stuff.html' title='Olympic Soccer Stuff'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-2813459270565580966</id><published>2008-04-18T16:29:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:35:05.319+09:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is what it has come to...</title><content type='html'>So when I was working, most of my conversations were in Japanese.  At home my wife and I usually use Japanese as well.  As a result, my English skills have started slipping.  And now I'm out of work, so I'm not using Japanese all that much.  My Japanese skills are rapidly deteriorating, which is bad.  So...right now, I can't really speak either language all that well.  So I'm stupid in either language...great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason I want to start writing this blog again is because I think it might just help me recover some of the language/writing skills I've lost.  Though I haven't been very good at posting regularly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went to see an archery demonstration.  These guys were trying to hit targets, basically.  The catch was that they were on horseback, and the horse was galloping down the track.  There were three targets in a row, and due to the speed of the horses, each rider only had a few seconds to draw an arrow, notch it, aim, and shoot at the target.  I had a camera with me, but it was Shoko's camera.  There was too much of a lag in between when I pushed the shutter button and when the picture was actually taken.  I couldn't figure out how to put it on continuous shooting mode/movie mode.  Oh well.  Next year I'll have to get myself a nice SLR in order to take some good shots of the action.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-2813459270565580966?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/2813459270565580966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/2813459270565580966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-when-i-was-working-most-of-my.html' title='So this is what it has come to...'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-9016458841171919197</id><published>2008-04-08T22:32:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:41:43.580+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U.S. soccer'/><title type='text'>Soccer ramblings</title><content type='html'>Upcoming U.S. Men's soccer team friendly matches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ()=world FIFA ranking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 28th at England (11)&lt;br /&gt;June 4th at Spain (4)&lt;br /&gt;June 8th vs. Argentina (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Bob Bradley's wanting the U.S. team to play difficult opponents, but don't you think this schedule might be a bit much?  I would &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; to see the U.S. beat England at Wembley...though if they win any of those three games I'll be a happy man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-9016458841171919197?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/9016458841171919197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/9016458841171919197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2008/04/soccer-ramblings.html' title='Soccer ramblings'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-2759410906081204102</id><published>2008-04-08T22:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:31:47.273+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings n' such</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/R_tyqqqOgBI/AAAAAAAAA90/1OnQpD2PQmY/s1600-h/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/R_tyqqqOgBI/AAAAAAAAA90/1OnQpD2PQmY/s320/IMG_0293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186865473178730514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, guess who got married....well, we've technically been married for almost half a year now.  In Japan it's common to register your marriage at the local courthouse before you actually get married.  Shoko and I did that last October and planned on having a wedding in the springtime.  I proposed to her on her birthday last August, and she decided that we should have the wedding ceremony on my birthday (April 5th), so that I would never forget when our anniversary was.  So...that's what we did.  My parents came over from the states, and some friends came up from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miyazaki_prefecture"&gt;Miyazaki&lt;/a&gt; (where I used to live).  Everybody said they had a good time, and we had a good time, so...yeah.  A good time had by all.  &lt;a href="http://www.ep-tokyo.com/en/odaiba/index.html"&gt;Here's where we had the wedding&lt;/a&gt;, just in case you want to check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-2759410906081204102?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/2759410906081204102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/2759410906081204102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2008/04/weddings-n-such.html' title='Weddings n&apos; such'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/R_tyqqqOgBI/AAAAAAAAA90/1OnQpD2PQmY/s72-c/IMG_0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-8455699931469112023</id><published>2007-11-20T22:35:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:49:10.005+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Math n' Rap</title><content type='html'>So &lt;a href="http://www.jamphat.com/rap/"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt;, which I found on Rolling Stone, is pretty funny.  I could only guess about 1/3 of the songs based on the information given on the graphs.  How well do you fare???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-8455699931469112023?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/8455699931469112023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/8455699931469112023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/11/math-n-rap.html' title='Math n&apos; Rap'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-4963552771810364846</id><published>2007-11-13T20:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:17:18.437+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLS'/><title type='text'>MLS Cup</title><content type='html'>Ok, so once again it's the Revs vs. the Dynamo in the MLS cup this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to root for the Revs this year-they've been very close in recent years (runners-up in 2002,2005, and 2006), plus they got to the the big game courtesy of &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ElPVma-Wyd0"&gt;this goal.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, how can you not love what DDR has shown he's &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=K-z6iPk_9vM"&gt;capable&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=VLUvAwTDK1g"&gt;of?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, gotta support the Revs this year.  Now if I could only find my musket...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-4963552771810364846?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/4963552771810364846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=4963552771810364846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/4963552771810364846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/4963552771810364846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/11/mls-cup.html' title='MLS Cup'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-8386884195520395876</id><published>2007-10-25T11:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:56:16.668+09:00</updated><title type='text'>October Business Goings On</title><content type='html'>In early October I took part in &lt;a href="http://www.mipcom.com/"&gt; MIPCOM 2007 &lt;/a&gt;, a large trade fair for the television industry.  Which meant that I got to go to France for awhile, always nice.  Although I was there for business, and was quite busy for most of the time, I did get a chance to visit the Henry Matisse museum in Nice, which was good.  Actually, before going to Nice we were in Amsterdam to visit &lt;a href="http://www.2waytraffic.com/en/"&gt; 2way Traffic &lt;/a&gt;, a company that we do business for.  While there I was entertained by a man named Taco Ketelaar, who in addition to having an interesting name, served as the executive producer for the original version of fear factor, which originated in Holland.  He said that for the original show, they didn’t have much of a budget, and so instead of hiring someone to test out the challenges the planned on filming for the show, he did most of the dirty work.  He said that one time he was in a glass coffin wearing only a pair of briefs, while many boa constrictors were placed on top of him.  One of the boa constrictors started to bite his belly button, but he managed to remain calm and have the offending snake removed.  Talk about dedication to your work…&lt;br /&gt;   After our time in France we continued onwards to London for more business meetings.  After spending 1 1/2 hours in the baggage claim of Heathrow Airport waiting for our luggage to arrive, we finally made it to our hotel.  When I inquired about the weather for the following day, I was told,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “It’s supposed to be cloudy but no rain.  However, in London you have to make sure you aren’t deceived by the three w’s.  Weather, wine, and women”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the tip-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 days I returned to Japan.  I went straight to a 7-11 to buy some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Umeboshi"&gt; umeboshi&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onigiri"&gt; onigiri&lt;/a&gt;, washed down with a bottle of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pocari_Sweat"&gt; pocari sweat. &lt;/a&gt;  It was good to have Japanese food again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a week to recoup/catch up on work/follow up on everything from MIPCOM, and also had to prepare for &lt;a href="http://www.tiffcom.jp/2007/index_e.html"&gt; TIFFCOM &lt;/a&gt;, which was happening the next week.&lt;br /&gt;Which meant more business meetings with clients…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also somehow managed to get married during all of this.  Well, just the “registering our marriage” part.  Shoko (my wife) and I are officially married now, though we won’t have a real ceremony until next April-more on this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-8386884195520395876?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/8386884195520395876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=8386884195520395876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/8386884195520395876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/8386884195520395876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-business-goings-on.html' title='October Business Goings On'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-3796268911507791378</id><published>2007-09-26T23:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:09:25.269+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently...</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not like I don't have my reasons-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I left for work at 8:30am, as usual, and got home at 11:30pm.  Later than usual, but not by much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically all I do is work these days.  That and travel an hour to/from work.  An hour commute is the norm for people living in/around Tokyo.  The good thing is that I'm not driving that long, so I can just kick back and read/listen to music.  The bad thing is I'm squished in between lots of other people on the train.  So even if I wanted to blog about my life, it would pretty much only be about work and/or going to and from work.  Lowlights of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Going to a lecture that laid out what anti-piracy measures are being implemented       in Korea.  Only thing I learned is that whatever it is they're doing, it's not working so well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Calling a company in France sometime after 10pm, the woman on the other end said "isn't it quite late in Japan?  Why are you still at work?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, work, work, and more work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so that's not quite all.  I got engaged back in August, and Shoko (my fiance) and I have been doing some wedding planning.  The big event will be held &lt;a href="http://www.ep-tokyo.com/en/odaiba/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Swanky!  Is all I have to say.  Oh, and in Japan, the couple getting married gets to foot the bill.  Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...any other exclamations that start with "S" that I can think of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shazbot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-3796268911507791378?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3796268911507791378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3796268911507791378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/09/recently.html' title='Recently...'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-5364729997381433537</id><published>2007-08-19T18:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:36:40.669+09:00</updated><title type='text'>funeral wrap-up</title><content type='html'>OK, a week late-gomen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the funeral of my co-worker for most of last weekend, which meant standing outside in the heat wearing a black suit for most of the weekend.  I was pretty tired after the whole thing was over and done with.  I took a few pictures of the event-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday they had the equivalent of the wake, with various people caming to pay their respects throughout the afternoon/evening.  I took this picture on the train home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RsgMq7_PGgI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZIWHFUWtyNA/s1600-h/CA370037-use.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RsgMq7_PGgI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZIWHFUWtyNA/s320/CA370037-use.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100340509794048514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the actual funeral.  A lot of people contributed flowers for the funeral-each placard is a person (or company) that chose to donate.  What you can see in the picture is only about 1/4 of the total-needless to say, the guy had a lot of friends/close business contacts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RsgO6b_PGhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/DmutJnLN2Kw/s1600-h/CA370039-use.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RsgO6b_PGhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/DmutJnLN2Kw/s320/CA370039-use.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100342975105276434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-5364729997381433537?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/5364729997381433537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/5364729997381433537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/08/funeral-wrap-up.html' title='funeral wrap-up'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RsgMq7_PGgI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZIWHFUWtyNA/s72-c/CA370037-use.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-7836070134877547723</id><published>2007-08-09T14:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T14:37:16.900+09:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of a black tie</title><content type='html'>So...it's been a little while.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put new strings on my guitar-first time in at least 2 years, I think.  Which is...just sad.  I really need to take better care of my guitar.  I've had it since I was in high school, and it has always served me well (although the action is a little high)...and what do I do?  Neglect it.  I've been playing it a little, and suffice to say I am way out of practice.  Plus I don't have any calluses, so it's kinda painful to play.  I learned how to play Weezer's "Butterfly" the other day.  It's ridiculously easy, as I suspected.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been busy at work lately working on finished up a contract for a company in Spain, which means I have to do a lot of contract writing-which is difficult sometimes seeing as how I'm not a paralegal.  It's interesting though.  I've been modifying confidentiality clauses lately, and my favorite phrase as of late is "...which shall not be unreasonably withheld by Licensor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I got to work I was informed that someone I work with had died suddenly, at the age of 49.  I had weekly meetings with him to talk about music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be attending my first Japanese funeral this weekend.  Japan is mostly a mix of Shinto and Buddhism, where Shinto is used for auspiscious events such as weddings and births, wheras most funerals are Buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress shirts I had made arrived yesterday in the mail-I guess I'll be wearing one of them to the funeral parlor-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-7836070134877547723?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7836070134877547723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7836070134877547723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-need-of-black-tie.html' title='In need of a black tie'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-7172162572035084616</id><published>2007-08-04T11:53:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:33:24.956+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan Miyazaki'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As of August 2nd, I will have been living in Japan for 6 years.  I'm very much looking forward to year number 7-already there are some big things planned, and I think year 7 will be a year to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, a look back at some of the highlights of the first 6 years (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.  The Erekocha festival in Miyazaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held every year in downtown Miyazaki, this festival is basically a big dance/taiko competition.  Groups from all over come to compete, and it's worth checking out just for the &lt;a href="http://www.erekocha.com/2004/photo/souodori/07_l.jpg"&gt;costumes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.erekocha.com/2004/live/photo02/013.jpg"&gt;alone&lt;/a&gt;, which are &lt;a href="http://www.erekocha.com/2004/live/photo/004.jpg"&gt;very&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.erekocha.com/2004/live/photo/005.jpg"&gt;elaborate&lt;/a&gt;.  So there is a taiko competition as well, which features a guest performance by the taiko group Hibikiza.  I don't think they are allowed to compete though-they're just &lt;a href="http://vision.ameba.jp/watch.do?movie=2851"&gt;too good &lt;/a&gt;  Yeah, so I highly recommend you check this movie out-might be a bit slow, but worth it.  Eventually around the 0:45 mark.  Did I mention I go drinking with that guy from time to time?&lt;br /&gt;What was I talking about again?  Oh right, Erekocha...so my first year in Miyazaki Wes and I somehow got recruited to "judge" the dance performances.  We had to rate each group based on how well they worked together, how nice their costumes were, how well they represented Miyazaki, and...some other stuff that we couldn't figure out because we couldn't read the Japanese.  Oops!  Ah...good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.  Going to Yatogi Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pmiyazaki.com/etc/taki_yatogi/"&gt;Yatogi Falls&lt;/a&gt; is a 73m high waterfall, located about 45 min from where I lived.  I went there many times, and it never failed to impress me.  There's a good &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Soumen/photo#5005380248272424178"&gt;swimming hole&lt;/a&gt; around there too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Adventures in Thailand  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there for xmas my first year with &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Thailand/photo#5005365258836558658"&gt;Joe and some other coolie.&lt;/a&gt;  We saw the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Thailand/photo#5005365155757343298"&gt;royal palace&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Thailand/photo#5005365155757343298"&gt;wat pho,&lt;/a&gt; including the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Reclining_Buddha.jpg"&gt;gold buddha that's the size of a school bus &lt;/a&gt; in Bangkok, then headed south to Ko Samui, where we relaxed on the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Thailand/photo#5005365516534596626"&gt;beach&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;  Highlights of the trip include: the foam party, the three of us performing an imprompteau karaoke version of "Baby's Got Back" in the back of a taxi, MBK, and...need I even say it?  Shaking railings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. U.S. Vs. Portugal, 2002 World Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World cup was being hosted by both Japan and Korea-the U.S. team was playing only in Korea, so Wes, Claire, and I went to Korea to watch it.  The U.S. was up 3-0 only 30 minutes into the 1st half, and hung on to win 3-2.  It was a pretty intense game-I can remember glancing nervously at the clock like once every 5 seconds after Portugal scored their 2nd goal, hoping the U.S. could weather the storm-and they did!  Which set the stage for much celebration/consumption of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jinro"&gt;jinro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Becoming friends/family with Mariko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...Mariko...my host mom, basically-though we never lived under the same roof.  I spent countless hours at her cosmetics store just talking to her/customers who happened to be there.  I don't think I would have made it this far without her *sniff* &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/OldPics/photo#5005375863110814594"&gt;random&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Phone/photo#5010224007157265666"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; of Mariko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Other Cool People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met a ton of interesting/wacky people in Japan-like the trombone playing Buddhist monk, the oil painter who happened to be yakuza, a guy who, the night before a soccer game, decided to eat an entire block of cheese, knowing fully that he was lactose intolerant (he missed the game), and a whole mess of other crazies.  Gotta give a shout out to &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/2ndCheesyDiscoPartyBeforehand/photo#5005366538736813554"&gt;Joe, &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/MachineHeadLive/photo#5005377009867082706"&gt;Wes, &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Adventures/photo#5094687609415377586"&gt;Swatch/Tomomi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. My Main Squeeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/moriagari/Okinawa/photo#5094692187850515522"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I can think of off the top of my head...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-7172162572035084616?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7172162572035084616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7172162572035084616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/08/as-of-august-2nd-i-will-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-1864900961435669392</id><published>2007-08-01T18:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:37:35.202+09:00</updated><title type='text'>forgetful</title><content type='html'>So I got some custom-tailored suits, and they fit very well.  So well, in fact, that I keep forgetting to put on my belt before I leave in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the problem is that I'm totally not awake yet...getting up at 6:25am and leaving around 7am so I can hit the gym before work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I forgot my towel (which I use as a sweat towel, washrag, and towel to dry off after I shower at the gym).  You can rent one from the gym, but it's a little under $3.  For a set of towels.  Blah.  It's about $4 to go use the gym.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make sure I don't forget my towel/belt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-1864900961435669392?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/1864900961435669392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/1864900961435669392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/08/forgetful.html' title='forgetful'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-7465606924996463431</id><published>2007-07-31T16:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:20:12.073+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"(back in the) cut like neosporin"</title><content type='html'>Shoko came back on Sunday evening, which was cool.  We lazed around and I cooked dinner, and afterwards we enjoyed the passing thunderstorm.  There weren't many thunderstorms when I lived in Miyazaki, but there have been several in the short time I've been in Tokyo, which is cool, 'cause I enjoy them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4:15pm, local time-glancing up at the TV I saw a bit of this new show we have on-some kind of mystery show that takes place at a high school.  At any rate, one of the main characters had on a t-shirt that said "Alien Sex Fiend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, typical high-school male, I suppose.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-7465606924996463431?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7465606924996463431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7465606924996463431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-in-cut-like-neosporin.html' title='&quot;(back in the) cut like neosporin&quot;'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-4260121854207360298</id><published>2007-07-28T09:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:09:07.923+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>So it's been a little while.  I've actually been busy this week (gasp) at work, as I am currently negotiating deals in Spain, France, Holland, and Thailand.  After work on Wed. I had plans to hang out with Jon, who is the boyfriend of Sarah, who introduced Shoko and I.  Anyway, I had to walk through &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shimbashi_Station"&gt;Shinbashi station&lt;/a&gt; in order to get to where we were going to meet up.  In the station this Japanese guy comes up to me and says "excuse me, do you speak Japanese?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah...what's the problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think we might have met before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ummm...I doubt it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, well, sorry, but do you have any change?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knock it off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he scurried away.  Accosted by guys looking for spare change in the station-life in the big city, baby.  So when I looked up Shinbashi station on wikipedia, I also found a link to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiodome"&gt;area where I work&lt;/a&gt;, which is part of Shinbashi.  The picture of the building I work in from that article is kinda nice too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/4f/Shiodome_City_Center_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/4f/Shiodome_City_Center_2007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine from college who has been living in Japan is switching jobs, and has just moved to Tokyo.  So today I'm going to show him around a little bit.  The plan is to eat lunch in Shinbashi, then maybe head to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Odaiba"&gt;Odaiba&lt;/a&gt;, which is where Shoko and I went on our first date.  Speaking of Shoko, she left Friday morning and won't be back until Sunday evening, leaving me to my own devices this weekend.  Apart from hanging out with friends, my only plan is to buy alcohol in order to mix up some cocktails.  Considering I didn't leave work until after 9pm last night, I think I'm entitled to a lazy weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-4260121854207360298?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/4260121854207360298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/4260121854207360298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-4090013900995816314</id><published>2007-07-23T16:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T17:01:39.877+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Learned Today</title><content type='html'>From &lt;em&gt;Kidscreen&lt;/em&gt; magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents buy one out of every four toys sold in the US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids adopt consumer electronics devices at age 6.7 now, compared to 8.1 two years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-4090013900995816314?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/4090013900995816314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/4090013900995816314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-i-learned-today.html' title='Things I Learned Today'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-1692535255609471008</id><published>2007-07-23T15:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:48:54.771+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PES Tokyo'/><title type='text'>Weekend Wrapup</title><content type='html'>So lately I've been making mixed drinks at parties I've been going to-which is not to say I've been to many parties lately, but...at Sarah's "Girlie Drinks Party" I ended up making something called a Southern Soing, which is a Singapore Sling, except w/ apricot liqueur.  Then it was green-tea matrini's at Wes's place in Kyoto, which also turned out fairly well.  So...I decided to get a cocktail shaker so I could make some stuff at home.  Which meant going shopping on Saturday, which meant braving the horde of people who were also shopping in Tokyo.  I was at &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/10/Shibuya_crossing_2.jpg"&gt;Shibuya crossing  &lt;/a&gt;around 6pm, which was a giant mass of people.  I ended up with a cocktail shaker in the shape of a penguin.  Question: will drinks taste better simply because they were mixed up in a penguin?  My gut feeling is "yes, they do".   &lt;br /&gt;   I spent a large part of Sunday playing Pro Evolution Soccer.  After several hours of playing the game crashed, and I had forgotten to save...bah.  I was pretty out of it all Sunday, having made myself get up (relatively) early, since I knew I would have to get up early this morning.  Got up at 6:25am in order to hit the gym before work.  I go to the gym in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ginza"&gt;Ginza&lt;/a&gt;, and can walk to work from there.  So around 9:15am I set out to head to work, hobbling down the street because of both the lack of exercise (first time going to the gym in 2 weeks) and my choice of footwear (half a size too small).  On my way to work I often see foreigners wandering around Ginza-there are several hotels where foreigners visiting Tokyo often stay in Ginza.  The problem is that at 9:15am there's nothing going on in Ginza-none of the stores are open yet.  Even if they were, do you really want to spend your vacation shopping at the Gucci store in Ginza?  I wouldn't think so, but...what relaxes you, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-1692535255609471008?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/1692535255609471008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/1692535255609471008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend-wrapup.html' title='Weekend Wrapup'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-2302778469908851840</id><published>2007-07-20T23:10:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T09:21:31.471+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLS'/><title type='text'>Oh My Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/JvIJrBv_THs" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/JvIJrBv_THs" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You said it, Mr. announcer.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-2302778469908851840?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/2302778469908851840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=2302778469908851840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/2302778469908851840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/2302778469908851840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-my-lord.html' title='Oh My Lord'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-6231758980361775166</id><published>2007-07-19T18:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T18:59:01.388+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Salaryman Adventures</title><content type='html'>What I did at work today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Talked to the big boss, relating to her the conversation I had with my direct boss last night.  The conversation is about entrusting a company (hereinafter referred to as "company A") with one of our shows so that they can adapt it for broadcast in other countries.  This is the first time that my company has done something like this, and we were looking over the draft of the contract that company A had sent us.  Except that my direct boss hadn't really read it.  Oops.  Anyway, I summarized it to him, and we talked for awhile...and then I relayed it all to the big boss this morning.  We all agree that the conditions are very favorable.  30% off the top, minus expenses, followed by an even split leaves us with....not much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Emailed a company about using footage we shot of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amagasaki_rail_crash"&gt;Amagasaki train wreck&lt;/a&gt; from last year.  Turns out they don't want our footage because they were able to "obtain broader rights elsewhere which pleased our broadcaster".  We offered them worldwide rights...maybe they wanted to broadcast on the moon or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Agreed to participate in an "English lunch" with B, who is a native English speaker.  The other participants are not...so I'll be teaching English while eating lunch tomorrow.  I'll sit patientially and listen to people struggle to tell me how much they like to play pachinko.  It's good to be back teaching (sort of), just as a kind of altruistic, volunteer thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's totally not.  I need to ask B some information (namely, what's the norm in terms of splitting profits for the deal outlined in point 1 of this post), which she officially can't tell me-so I have to do it on the sly.  During "English lunch".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Sent a draft of a contract to Spain for one of our shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Ate the "western-style lunch plate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Worked on some royalty reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Responded to a company who has the right to broadcast one of our shows in Spain-turns out they also want the right to broadcast said show in Portugal-as well as in Angola, Cape Verde, and Mozambique-but only in Portugese.  They only have the rights to broadcast in Portugal starting about 1/3 of the way through the series, so...looks like they will be needing to purchase the rights to broadcast in Portugal for the first 1/3, as well as the rights to the whole show for those three countries in Africa.  Gimmie the Verde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Off to dinner with people from work...by the time I get home, Shoko will be sound asleep, as she has to get up around 4:30am for work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-6231758980361775166?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/6231758980361775166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/6231758980361775166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/salaryman-adventures.html' title='Salaryman Adventures'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-7101842413123796130</id><published>2007-07-19T13:06:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T16:08:34.797+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pharoahe Monch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smashing Pumpkins'/><title type='text'>On the return of the Smashing Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>Smashing Pumpkins was the "band of my youth", and when they broke up (I was a sophomore in college at the time) I felt like I had suddenly grown up somehow, as a link to my youth had vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now SP is back. Well, sorta. D'arcy and James Iha aren't part of the new lineup, apparently, but I'm not really sure to what extent D'arcy and James were in the band in the first place. I mean, there are songs where James does the vocals, and I'm sure D'arcy recorded the bass parts on at least some of their songs, and of course they played when SP went out on tour, but in terms of how much they acually contributed to the band...difficult to say. Of course, in any band you're not going to have an even split between the contributions everyone makes in terms of songwriting, but when it comes to laying down tracks, I think that generally everyone performs their part during recording-but that's probably not the case with SP, as Billy did almost all of the songwriting and a good chunk of the recording. My personal favorite album by them is Siamese Dream, and by "them", I mean "Billy and Jimmy", as Billy Corgan recorded most of the guitar/bass parts himself, it would seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, SP is back, and I listened to the album...and found it to be incredibly mediocre. Something about it...maybe the lyrics? just doesn't do much for me. Maybe on the surface it appears that D'arcy and James Iha don't do all that much, but really they provide a very valuable service-providing that "something" that allows the band to make good music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd rather listen to the new Pharoahe Monch, which is pretty damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep sleepin' keep snorin' / I'll keep tourin' / come back and lay in the cut like neosporin"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-7101842413123796130?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/7101842413123796130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=7101842413123796130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7101842413123796130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/7101842413123796130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-return-of-smashing-pumpkins.html' title='On the return of the Smashing Pumpkins'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-3365765349901826988</id><published>2007-07-17T23:24:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:40:36.426+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ishigaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea kayak sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Okinawa parrotfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Travellin'</title><content type='html'>So....it's been a little while.  2 weekends ago I was in Okinawa for a few days with Shoko celebrating our one year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RpzRgRIf82I/AAAAAAAAA3w/ZaZ6shMLEMQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RpzRgRIf82I/AAAAAAAAA3w/ZaZ6shMLEMQ/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088172031306888034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okinawa sunsets are nice.  Forgive my lack of skills when it comes to layout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RpzR6BIf83I/AAAAAAAAA34/SdqWhCdyodQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RpzR6BIf83I/AAAAAAAAA34/SdqWhCdyodQ/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088172473688519538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm way too pale to be doing this.  I got a pretty wicked sunburn while I was there.  I had a great time though.   The highlight of the trip was definitely the sea kayaking tour we went on.  We went over to a deserted island, cooked lunch, lazed around, and went snorkeling.  I proceeded to chase some &lt;a href="http://www.naturephoto-cz.com/photos/sevcik/parrotfish--scarus-sp.jpg"&gt;parrotfish&lt;/a&gt; around.  It was a ton of fun, but I was really sore the next day from using muscles I don't normally use to paddle around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-3365765349901826988?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/3365765349901826988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=3365765349901826988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3365765349901826988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3365765349901826988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/travellin.html' title='Travellin&apos;'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6Zl-fRCRFw/RpzRgRIf82I/AAAAAAAAA3w/ZaZ6shMLEMQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-3610444096308769169</id><published>2007-07-13T13:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T13:19:48.060+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ukiki</title><content type='html'>So I work for the Yomiuri Broadcasting Corportation.  This year is the 50th anniversary of the company's founding, which we're celebrating by continually placing 4th (out of 4) in the ratings battle between the 4 main channels in Japan.  Oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so we also have a new mascot this year, too.  It's a monkey.  I highly recommend you &lt;a href="http://www.ytv.co.jp/ukiki/index.html"&gt;check out this site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to play with the monkey-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't even try to molest the monkey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I mean it when I say, "no molesting the monkey".  Don't even start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-3610444096308769169?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/3610444096308769169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=3610444096308769169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3610444096308769169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/3610444096308769169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/ukiki.html' title='Ukiki'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-1458423697533930107</id><published>2007-07-13T10:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T11:08:03.149+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch ch ch changes</title><content type='html'>So I decided to skip the list of "things that annoy me".  I only came up with two, and they were both transit related.  At any rate, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that annoy me (｀へ´)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  People who are busy looking at the cellphones/reading/whatever when they get on/off the train.  Let's move people!  I gotz places to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  When I get off at my stop, I have to go down from the platform to the main part of the station.  There's a set of stairs, but there's also an escalator.  The thing is, the escalator is only wide enough for one person.   Most people walk down the escalator, but occasionally there will be people who just stand there.  I freely admit that this is a ridiculous thing to be annoyed by, but...like I said, I gotz places to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Speaking of taking the train, when I first started working in Tokyo, I thought that if I went home around 6pm, the trains would be packed, but if I got on around 8pm, it wouldn't be too bad.  It's actually the opposite-The 6 o'clock hour trains are semi-full of vibrant young office girls on their way home from work.   Anytime after 8pm you end up getting on a train full of salarymen, their boring grey suits and bad ties adding to their generally weary demeanor brought on by working such long hours day in and day out.   I try to be a in the former, but often times I find myself in the latter (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-1458423697533930107?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/1458423697533930107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=1458423697533930107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/1458423697533930107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/1458423697533930107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch ch ch changes'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-570998578093865890.post-644650461394951095</id><published>2007-07-12T18:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T18:08:54.600+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>A new start</title><content type='html'>After a long hiatus, I have decided to start blogging again.  Mainly it's becuase I've been having a lot of random thoughts lately that I've kinda wanted to express.  I'm also looking at it as a way to help keep my English from deteriorating-I've been living in Japan for over 6 years now, using mainly Japanese everyday, and I feel like my English is slipping.  Finally, I was sort of inspired to start write again by &lt;a href="http://spacetravelsacrime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wes &lt;/a&gt;.  Anyway...I think I shall start with a "list of things that annoy me"...once I figure out how to make lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4649-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/570998578093865890-644650461394951095?l=moriagari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/feeds/644650461394951095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=570998578093865890&amp;postID=644650461394951095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/644650461394951095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/570998578093865890/posts/default/644650461394951095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moriagari.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-start.html' title='A new start'/><author><name>Edo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01335571732612757442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
