Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Friday, October 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
How little did we know that that would all change.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
Monday, August 06, 2007
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
The actor playing othello is the famous british coloured actor, the one that I am sure I have seen before in bristish gangster movies in the past, with a big stage presence and deadly stare.
Quite contrary to at the beginning when I felt like I was trying to understand a dialogue in japanese, further on in the act my old english brain kicked in and I started to understand the gist of what was being said. I really wish that I had read the coles notes summary of the story. That would have indeed have been helpful.
Well the choir is done, and act 3 is starting.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Well I AM in a cab with a plaque that clearly states that it was made in Coventry with Pride. I just thought of hat age old rhyme.
Have to hand it to the brits they know how to make a great cab. Big, stretch your leg out spacious, and with its very own PA system. Guess those folks in Coventry being so taken with that Lady Godiva decided to build carriages so that she wouldn't have to ride naked on a horse anymore. Damned fine carriages at that.
Going to see Lord of the rings the musical tonight. Little apprehensive, as I haven't been to one in more than 10 years.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Sunday, July 08, 2007
The quaint architecture of european cities is quite charming although it makes finding ones way quite difficult.
I cant help but to feel the history in the buildingd around me. But quite oddly, as I walked down oxford street, I pass a pub called the Bung Hole. One must hope that bung has a different meaning in british than in american.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
On my ride into london, the chaffeur starts talking about global warming and the crazy weather in london. As we left the airport it was sunny, but he was saying that the past 3 weeks have been continual rain, and there was even a hurricane in london last year. Not helping the matter I had just watched Al Gores Inconvienient Truth on the plane. We chat for a while about how we are messng up the planet, when he mentions that he is sure that within the next 200 years the atmosphere is going to get sucked out into space. ??? "oh you mean because of the hole in the ozone?" I offer. "yes yes" he answers. I thought a second on whether or not i should tell him why that would be impossible, but i realize that it may require terms byond his understanding. It just goes to show you that although they may look more sophisticated and sound more educated (thanks to the british accent) cab drivers are just cab drivers wherever you are in the world.
Halfway into the city, it starts raining again. Wacky weather. Then just before we reach the hotel, the rain stops and its sunny again. I worry some more about global warming and our planet. Perhaps if we invent some sort of co2 sucking device... I shelve the unfinished thought under more pondering required and dismiss it for now, as we have arrived at the hotel.
At checkin though I am met with a surprise. My reservation is not in the system. WhatF how is this possible? I have them check again, and then the girl at the counter askes me whether I'm sure that I'm reserved at this marriot. Uhhhh. Oh no. Turns out that there are 2 marriot hotels at grosvenor! One at grosvenor square and another at grosvenor park. Dear god. This is the second time this has happened to me. Last time the car took me to the wrong crown plaza. What is it with british hotels/streets that keep on reusung the same name? It fools the non english speaking folks at my travel agency, as my itenerary doesn't specify which marriot. Most would assume that the suffix on the address such as street or park would be insignificant. But not in england apparantly. I'll have to tell my travel agent when I get back about this detail to avoid further future confusions.
Great thing about London vs new york is that service people at hotels do not expect tip the same way they do in usa. As the bell boy brings my luggage. I notice aome chocolates on the table with a little wimbledon shaped candy. A nice touch
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
This is a real resort
Sunday, June 03, 2007
The italian ones are the most beautiful they stop a man in his tracks to gawk, but they require a lot of maintenance, takes a lot of TLC to keep in working order, and they don't age well. (Corrosion of the pipes is a big problem) They are known to be fiery in first gear, and it takes a little getting used to controlling them. They can get you in a lot of trouble. Austrian and German ones are functional, practical, but have a look that you need to get used to. They are angular instead of curvy, and usually have a odd quirk to their styling. In the case of Beemers, they always look a little too bulky for my liking. The engines are so overpowered for their frames that they sometimes leak coolant. (happened on a colleague's KTM 450sm) Japanese bikes are the most reliable, are the easiest to care for, (they practically clean themselves!) and have the best resale value thanks to long lasting parts. Someone once said that you could thrash a japanese bike all you like, and they keep working faithfully. They lack pizzaz, run very quiet, are well mannered, and have smaller displacement. ...Bikes are a lot like women. (ducks) Golf, or nothing. I have recently taken imposing a break 100 or bust policy. My game has stabilized a bit since returning to my old cheap japanese clubs from the taylormades, which had the wrong shaft flex for my swing. Still, I'm hovering around 110 with the score. I've already dropped close to 100,000yen this season on the game, going 6 times, but I need to do more if sub 100 is going to be a reality. Its an expensive game, but its a great one. Why? Because it challenges you at every skill level. You can always improve (unless you are Tiger). And your goals at each different stage changes. First you aim not to lose all your balls in the lake, then your aim to sink all puts in 2-3, then you start looking to get out of the bunker in 1, then you start working on driving relatively straight... etc...etc... No other sport/game demands of you that much diversity in required skills, and no other sport gives equal chance to fat, skinny, short, weak, and women alike. Its an addictive game, and I implore all of you in countries where the game is cheap to take advantage of your gift. In other news, a bunch of friends and I are planning to make a camping trip out to this famous forest near Mt. Fuji, which is allegedly haunted by the souls of the people who commit suicide there. Apparently over 100 bodies a year are found there, thanks to the dark forest being iconicized as an ideal suicide place in popular japanese literature. Sounds like a job for the Mystery Gang! or Blair Witch Project: Japan. Anyone want to join us? Aokigahara Back to work, and dreaming about italian bikes. But I leave you with this bit of twisted humour from the past. I found it like one finds gold nuggets in a stream of endless history. Needless to say, sometimes irony has a funny way of popping into our lives. "Why take diet pills when you can enjoy AYDS? Funny is not the appropriate term here...
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
The poor stewardess. She was apologizeing for him to me (in japanese of course), and I was sympathezing with her. I wished that I could speak mandarin so that I could tell him that people like him give chinese people a bad name. I was glad to be mistaken to be japanese, at least to distance myself from this barbarian. Chinamen. Goddamit they have to grow up and civilize themselves.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
I think that this odour is unique to each city, it's signature in a way, New york's smell is that of the subway station, a mix between oil, grease and rancid garbage. Hong Kong smells like mold and air conditioning. Toronto smells like cold, if that could be a smell.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
I've watched what quite possibly is the most ridiculus tv gameshow ever.
Its called 1 vs 100
A question is asked that has 3 answers. The contestant answers and the mob answers, and the mob members that answer wrong get knocked out. As does the contestant. The contestant was some overly plump mid western girl with hello kitty socks.
The question was which of the following objects is still in orbit.
A. Hubble telescope
C. Mir space station
Here's where the stupidity comes in. Shes talking out loud,
'well, those all sound familiar... I think that being in orbit means that its going around something... And i think that the telescope is the only thing in orbit, and the others I think are just in space...not in orbit'
She doesnt know so she polls the mob. She has 3 helps. First she can poll the mob to see how many answered one way, second she can ask any two mob members 1 who answered right and one that answered wrong, lastly she can just trust the mobs popular answer as her own. She uses her first help. Out of 51 people, 16 people picked hubble. (Of course its hubble, mir crashed in the 90s, and skylab in the 70s). She was going with hubble, (because the others were in space...duuuh) but the 16 people who picked it throws her into enough doubt to use a second lifeline, where 1 guy who got it right and one who got it wrong are asked. 1 guy picked hubble and one picked mir. They both picked for stupid unconvincing reasons. So she still doesnt know what to pick, but the host points out that that obviously takes skylab out of the choices.
Now here is the REAL stupid part. She decides to use the final lifeline which is to trust the mob majority and take that answer. Dear god I wish people like this were around to give me their money. Obviously, if she knows that the right answer is either a or c, and she knows that only 32 percent voted for hubble, then there is no upside to trusting the mob. They are either going to be wrong, and the majority picked b, or they are picking c and you dont need to waste a lifeline to tell you that.
Moreso, she should have been watching which of the people picked hubble when they were highlighted. I mean, *I* was. She knew that 2 of them are professors and one is a rabbi. It was pointed out to her at the beginning of the show as they were return panelists. I think I would trust whatever they had to say. She chose MIR. She lost.
My god it was painful to watch.