- 6:41 PM, Sunday,
May 15th 2005:
my curiosity got the better of me and
although dead tired I had to venture
out to see Tokyo at night. I knew I'd
have another week's worth of chances, but
I couldn't resist. I really
wonder if I'll ever grow tired of walking
with my mouth wide open. No movie or
picture can explain just how foreign this
place is. Everyone is on the wrong side of
the road, everyone is talking in a
language that can't possibly be real - the
signs are absolutely a child's scribblings
playing a big joke on everyone - the food
(except sushi of course) is fodder for
Fear Factor, not actual food. It's
unbelieveable. For example, look
understand it's in a different language, but
what the FUCK are they selling? THis is a big
billboard near my hotel. I have yet to
understand it. Is that food? Uhm...medicine?
Uhm - I just have no friggin' clue.
That's what I mean by foreign.
And when they do have things in English (not
even the engrish mistakes mind you), they
seem to screw that up:
was a meeting. A rather big meeting too. A
group of people decided this is what they
would call their drink. That's not some
"lost in translation" jobbie...no no
- that's the brand name. How does this
happen? Who would want to drink that?
Well, obviously I had to buy this
just to know what the sweat of a pocari
And then of course it made a bit more
sense. Sports drink, sweating, this is
what you drink when you sweat.
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII get it.
no - no I don't. This has to be a
joke. I would like to meet the one
American that was in the aforementioned
meeting with the Japanese execs who was
able to keep himself from smiling and
laughing the entire time. He's a
genius...and so is the company that
printed this puppy:
come ON. How on earth does this happen?
I'm telling you, there's a generation of
kids with tattoos with japanese symbols
that really say Labia or some shit.
Seriously, I looked at this and
thought for a second that I was
somehow the twisted one thinking bearded
clam was dirty and then I realized -
NO damnit this is absolutely an inside
American joke printed on an unsuspecting
Sushi joint in Tokyo. And I'm all for it.
LOL - That's what they get for putting
MAYONAISE on Salmon Sushi. What. The.
know that picture along with the bearded
clam should be X-rated. Oh and CHUM
salmon. Yech. Can't they just please make
up a different name? This is FOOD we're
trying to eat here...
night ended with me as the SOLE patron in
some bar trying valiantly to relive the
late 50s with music, decor and absolutely
no one there. Basically because anyone who
enjoyed such a venue is now dead. The kids
- I woke
up the next morning and proceeded to
videophone all morning with Jess. How wild
is that. We're both dealing with some
highly stressful shit on her end and it
was so nice to forget it for a bit and
just act like we were both on vacation.
Yes, this trip is about being alone and
"finding myself" and all that stupid
horseshit, but it was how I wanted to
spend my morning and I couldn't sleep
know I really don't know what's gonna
happen with that situation. I thought
I knew, but now it's just chaos. We
need time and space, but on the other hand
that's exactly what we don't need.
It's funny, I know hostile eyes are
reading this and I can't help but
want to let them know the anguish they are
causing - but some people just aren't
worth addressing. I say that like I
mean it. LOL. I'm so goddamn oversensitive
that a BUM could say something negative
and I'd be hurt.
cool old Japanese bum. I guess
American bums are pretty cool too if you
really look at them. This guy intrigued
the hell out of me. Besides being 4 feet
tall, he was just so methodical with
everything he did. Every movement, was
calculated and slow. He saw my camera and
then just sloooooowly turned the other way
to continue to people watch.
- I don't
get the head thingee though. I saw
other guys with this on. I guess it's a
towel headband? Maybe this is just bum
fashion like 4 pair of suit jackets in the
states. Just goofy. Oh and speaking of
walk on the wrong side too. (Sigh)
I will never get this right. It is
such a gut instinct to walk on the right
side of the sidewalk that I am CONSTANTLY
running into people. I'll remember it when
I've been outside for a bit, but if
I step out of a shop - I just can't
get it right. I'm sure I will by the
end of the week, and then of course piss
everyone off in LA.
I stopped into the train station to
set up my trip to Kyoto for a couple days
only to find out it's $275 round trip.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. I just couldn't do it.
That's...that's way too much. I know Kyoto
is pretty (that's where all the temples
are) but it'll be there when I come
back. To tell you the truth, it just
stressed me out thinking - oh no, have to
plan this - get up early.... GAH. Screw
it. That's what I hate about vacations
anyway - and $300 to boot? Some other
time... (I know Billy, you found your
soul there - but $300 is steep, even for a
soul). I did however get to see one of the
more creepy posters at the train station
after scoffing at the price of Kyoto
tickets: Wait until you scroll down -
priest and Michael Jackson jokes here now.
Goddamn, I really wish I knew what the
hell that poster said...
boys their cherries
see, this is why I could spend a week just
in Tokyo. This shit is priceless. Hell I
could spend an entire week just
just can't fathom how big this place is
I couldn't even get it all in the
picture. It is 14 stories and you could
spend days in there. Whereas the mall of
America impresses with just the sheer land
it occupies - this thing is the Sherman
Tank of shopping. Story after story. Which
is how it is here honestly, everything is
stacked to the sky with corner shops
having 8 levels all with different
businesses on every level.
this is a long entry. I should end it and
head back out. Wow it's 8:30 already,
haven't even done the video yet. I'll
leave you with a rainbow that appeared
after some rain around 3 PM today. It
was sad, all these street
were all doin' there thing and the rain
seriously messed up some equipment for the
ill-prepared. I bet that'll only happen
once. Heh. Anyway, expect some good night
stuff from Kubuki-cho tomorrow and a trip
to Ikebukero... all of which means nothing
to you guys reading. Heh. Well it will
after this week. ;-)