Our bathroom has a better view than yours.
On a clear day, you can see Mount Fuji off in the distance from the 12th-floor bathroom.
See the world!
Hopping out of the train this morning on the way to work, I was handed an advertising leaflet from the travel agency HIS.
This caught my eye.
The world’s economy is collapsing! But you’re in luck: Japan has a reserve currency! Now your yen goes much further abroad! Wouldn’t you like to visit Australia now?
Loud pipes save lives
No they don’t.
I was putting home along Yamate-Dori, and some idiot was blasting along on his bike with Carefully-Removed Mufflers. I’m sure that his Loud Pipes saved his life, but it was only due to paranoid shoulder-checking on my part that I narrowly avoided (at the last moment!) slamming into some guy on a perfectly-innocent little 50cc scooter that I would normally have been able to hear easily.
Unfortunately, Mr Loud Pipes had a bike that was blasting away with sufficient amplitude that he successfully drowned out all of the other bikes in his immediate vicinity.
Smooth move, Ex-Lax.
Tokyo Traffic Nomic update
Using turn signals to warn other drivers of a lane change is NO LONGER required.
My iPod is more goth than I am
Tonight, on my way home (I am a horrible horrible person—I listen to my iPod on my bike. I have closed-ear earphones, which work nicely as earplugs to prevent me from being deafened by the noise from my helmet, but I also keep the volume turned down low enough that I can hear traffic around me—especially, sirens and boy bikers who think that a proper bike should make enough noise to shatter windows) my iPod delivered to me the following music:
- Tom Waits – Alice
- Tori Amos – Little Earthquakes
- The Sisters of Mercy – First and Last and Always
I felt as if the iPod was trying to escalate something on me.
dagbrown@lart.ca