An extensive look at the proper etiquette of enjoying Sushi at your local sushi bar.

Link courtesy of Tom, friend of the show.

Danger = No-Admittance!This warning sign at the imperial gardens clearly states in Japanese the message of 危険(kiken) which means ‘DANGER’. However, those of you who can read English can see that the message to the foreign community as ‘No Admittance’.

It’s quite apparent that warnings of danger was not enough to fend off the throngs of brash, Western tourists with their daredevil attitudes. After several injuries and one death, the officials finally amended the sign to say “NO ADMITTANCE”. Leave it to Westerners to respect property laws over their own safety. Must be a lay over from Manifest Destiny.


Ice Skating, Wide Shot
Anyone who knows me personally knows that I have the grace and coordination of a really drunk toddler. I drop things every day and I fall completely over about once a week. You may remember that I killed my last computer by trying to enjoy a delicious pineapple soft drink and check my email at the same time. It’s a curse that began with the start of a long, ungainly adolescence and has continued until this day.

With this in mind, I decided to go ice skating on the last day of my winter vacation. Sure, that seems like something I should avoid, but if I’m going to fall anyway, I might as well fall enjoying myself.

To my surprise, I stayed up the whole time. Of course, it wasn’t always pretty. A lot of unsteady pinwheeling was involved and once or twice I may have even hit a wall at full speed, but up is up. Could this be the beginning of a new found equilibrium? Could I finally be ready to say good-bye to my constant companion, awkwardness? I can only hope.

My favorite moment of the day came when I was checking through my pictures. Zensho had taken a photo to prove that I had, in fact, gone to the ice skating rink and by pure coincidence captured a small boy wiping out in the background. Imagine my delight. Someone is falling in a photograph and it’s not me. I’m totally more skilled that this child, who I’m guessing is 5 or 6 years old. Victory is mine.

Ice Skating, Cropped

Eat it, kid!


A while back, I watched a trailer for a production Will was involved in where he plays a character who was coordinationally challenged. Sometime thereafter, Will did something clumsy, and I joked that he was “always in character.” It was meant as a sincere compliment on his dedication and acting methods.

However, over the course of the next few weeks, I realized that this was not an example of life IMITATING art. Will just is “always in character.” He can’t help it.

About a week ago, I come home to find Will taking a nap, so I go sit down in front of his laptop that we share (more about this hell machine later). After a while he sits up and asks me if the computer is running fine. Well, fine is a relative state, and as far as I could tell, the machine was running as fine as we had come to expect. Why did he ask?

Will grasps the instrument of destructionWith a mixture of relief and reluctance, he admitted that he had an episode of being in character. In the all too familiar momentary lapse in motor skills, he had spilled Canada Dry Pineapple Fizz all over the laptop. A quiet, drawn out expletive escaped my mouth.

Fortunately, the computer still technically runs, albeit with sporadic fits of disagreeabilities, but we’ll make do until we finally invest in some higher grade equipment. More “Will Always in Character” stories to come as/if/when they happen.