From Needles. $1K territory... as Our Man In London (OMIL) notes; "you should have enough to do your own". Great cut'n'sew action.
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Sunday, December 13
10E2495: Needles Duck Remix
From Needles. $1K territory... as Our Man In London (OMIL) notes; "you should have enough to do your own". Great cut'n'sew action.
Monday, February 9
10E2426: The Pop Up Generator
http://www.thepopupgenerator.
"Charred Slider Roof Terrace Workshop".... and many more. File under you're never more than 6ft away from a dj... via OMIL
Tuesday, June 4
10E2182: Snow Peak Fold Down Coffee Drip
Friday, April 20
Thursday, April 28
thanks for the free day off
From our man in London (OMIL)
The Prime Minister in the UK has decreed that we should all have the day off in celebration of the Royal nuptials. For this we thank Wills and Kate. Monday is May Day, a national holiday as well; cue 4 day bender.
Plate from KKoutlet.
Tuesday, February 16
devon sproule -ain’t that the way
If your RSS is all jammed up from the long weekend, play this and take a second to breathe. via OMIL.
Devon Sproule - Ain't that the way. from Matt Paley on Vimeo.
Thursday, December 17
late to the party -four tet
Soundscapey stuff. OMIL put me onto Four Tet a week ago, been doing some digging ever since. [pun? -ed.] Might be a bit knobtwiddly-nodandbob for some...
Tuesday, November 3
onitsuka tiger -lawnship
The Lawnship... what a great name. Tennis court royalty with naval undertones. This tweed/sueded runner from Onitsuka Tiger is without the usual OT side striping, but using the 1976 form factor of its release; round toe for lateral movement and herringbone rubber sole for grip. OMIL scouted this one... one word, tweed. Not for everyone to be sure... and if the lime green sole too much they do a burnt heather too... $70.
Thursday, October 29
old jokes home
There are 10 types of people in this world.
Those that understand binary and those that don't.
via friend of OMIL. Awesome.
Those that understand binary and those that don't.
via friend of OMIL. Awesome.
Thursday, September 3
Monday, August 17
let your legs do the talking
Our man in London was in The Observer a few weeks back in an article about differing bicycle cultures. Although he has been in the trenches of London cycling for almost 2 decades, and has a carbon monster for a daily driver, he was with a group of Bromptonites in this case. I mentioned I was looking for a new bike, his immediate response, "Just get a hack bike for £100 and start enjoying the ride... let your legs do the talking." Great advice. Totally lucked out and picked up a used single gear... a real mutant. '86 (older than some of the people reading this no doubt...) Mongoose frame, BMX forks, mixed use (Comfort) Bontrager tires, a single gear as noted. OMIL sputtered... "the dEVIls' WORk!" Yeah but it still cost less than his saddle... #win #immediately_stickered_up
I don't know, and not too worried about frankly, the politics in the cycling world, but this Keith Bontrager sounds a pretty interesting chap.
Sunday, August 9
Tuesday, July 21
the big lunch
Our Man In London was involved in the UK's recent Big Lunch last Sunday (developed by The Eden Project, and yes they remind me of something out of Children of Men...). The premise of this event was to get neighbors to have lunch together, like a street party almost. Long/short, this seems like a very cool idea; have lunch, meet people, kids playing etc... one of the few times we have met our neighbors was when the street's power went out one evening. Everyone came out on their front steps and we toddled up and down as a family. Thanks to the magic of the internets, I found a vimeo someone took at OMIL's big lunch... clock him in the green windbreaker below. Zing! More images via BBC Slidehow.
The following from the Big Lunch press release last March-
"There are a record number of single-person households. 300,000 elderly people in the UK can go a month without speaking to a family member or a neighbour. 5.4 million people work from home which can also be isolating. There is more anxiety about crime and personal safety on our doorstep. Personal happiness, reduction in street crime, and many other positive factors are directly linked to the number of neighbours with whom we have a good relationship.
The day after the Big Lunch, people will walk down their street and know someone in most windows. Crucially, we hope to make permanent changes in these rejuvenated communities by giving people the tools to take up or strengthen activities such as neighbourhood-watch; improving local amenities such as youth centres; taking care of the elderly or disabled; making imaginative improvements to the local environment; sharing resources from lawnmowers to cars; and supporting local charities both with money and volunteering time."
Friday, May 29
Thursday, April 2
swift one -de hems
De Hems is a large (basement, main, 2nd floor) Dutch pub in London. On Macclesfield St., just off a sidestreet in Chinatown, a dash over from Soho (off Shaftesbury Ave.), and though this is a busy area in general you might miss it if you don't intentionally go, i.e. not so touristy as you might think. Our Man In London had to point it out to me. Plus you can head to the cheap/rude Wong Kei's after for singapore noodles. A million reviews online but this is typical.
I have to admit I am not sure what a "dutch pub" is but the place is woody and open, 20 foot ceilings, staff are great and there is a massive beer selection (for me that means every variety of Leffe, not so much into hefeweizen.) Class in a glass.
Thursday, January 29
omil takes japan -final chapter
Part 4. Back to Tokyo
"So after heading back to Tokyo, I was feeling a little under the weather, mostly gassy, but nothing to worry about, or, so I thought...
Booked a killer room in Kyoto, really hard to get a traditional Japanes hotel room these days - tatami mats, sliding screen doors etc - but my sidekick managed to track one down for a mere £66 pp/pn, and in a killer central location. straight away it's noticeable that Kyoyo is nowhere near as manic as Tokyo, but it was a welcome relief from Fukuoka which was kinda dead. We spent the day walking around, checking out the main drag and the old school Gion district. This is where the mythical Geisha girls can be found. Myths to dispel about Japan #1: you don't see Geishas, flying cars and ninjas on every street corner (but I did see a dude wearing those wooden clog things and the lone wolf straw hat). Geisha are mercurial creatures and, you have to see them move to believe it, but I've never seen anyone so small, with such small steps, move so damned fast. I caught of a whole convoy of them in Kyoto station, such a delight (enough to impress my companion's parents - 8 in one go is extraordinary). This almost counterbalances the one bad memory I have from the whole trip...
After feeling a bit rough post-Fukuoka, it turned into something full blown nasty at the end of our first night in Kyoto. We'd been out and had coffee, but no dinner.
...I was feeling a bit weary from trolling around the place and had a sudden jones for food. 5mins later queasy, 30 mins later = purge. After 24hrs of pure hell, I finally took my companions advice and ended up in A&E (brit speak for ER -ed.) the following night.
Even that cloud has a silver lining because the place was so cool and calm (unlike British hospitals, which are noisy, full of dangerous drunks etc) and the staff did everything they could to make me feel comfortable, throwing in bits of high school English here and there to make me feel part of the whole thing. Fell asleep with a drip in my arm and was discharged that night to sleep it off.
The following day, 1,000,000% better but still less than 50% peak. Did my best to soldier out to see a beautiful old temple (I am truly crap at remembering the names of these places, sorry!) and it was worth it because I would've felt doubly sick if I'd gone back to Tokyo and only really seen the inside of a Kyoto toilet bowl.
This place we went to see was built around 600 A.D., just an amazing temple overlooking the city. Fortuitously, the weekend we were there was just before the big coming of age festival that all 20 yr olds in Japan celebrate. This meant lots and lots of young folk wandering around in kimonos...
As well as the young uns, I saw a few blokes around my age walking around in kimonos, rocking the wooden clogs. In a way they were even more impressive than the women because they looked so imposing (and, when you think of someone weaaring a kimono, it's usually a lady wearing a beautifully patterened bit of fabric, not a shaven headed geezer who looks like he'll gut you soon as look at you). Couldn't manage the full wooden sandal thing but I bought a pair of simple Japanese slippers.
Back to the Yakuza thing: as I said, when you know, you just know. I've seen enough Takeshi Kitano films (i.e. all of them -ed.) to know what these guys look like. I know it sounds lame but let me present exhibit A ("Paid his dues").
The owner of this damaged hand, was wearing a fairly sharp suit and didn't look like he's just finished a shift at a local butcher's shop. Penance for a mistake in the Yakuza isn't demotion, it's the sacrifice of a joint from your finger, starting with the tip of the little finger. Being uber careful taking this snap...if someone can cut off the tip of their own finger (or willingly let someone else remove it for him - whatever) call me a coward, but I really don't want to rile him.
I took a few more shots after this but visiting the temple really took it out of me so I limped back to Tokyo Saturday afternoon, had another attack of the trots, worried about how I'd survive a 12hr flight, but pulled through just enough by Sunday night to take my flight home Monday morning. Very, very sad to go home.
I can't say it's got something for everyone, but, after around 15yrs of foreplay - reading about it, watching films about it, eating the food, learning the language etc - it wasn't at all anticlimatic.
I'm doubly determined to re-start studying the language and I'm really looking forward to receiving some visitors in London so I can extend the same warm hospitality I enjoyed there to them at my home.
The only thing to top it since? Obama '08.
HERE ENDETH THE SERMON."
Huge thx to Andrew for sharing the pics and write-up. Our man in London.
"So after heading back to Tokyo, I was feeling a little under the weather, mostly gassy, but nothing to worry about, or, so I thought...
Booked a killer room in Kyoto, really hard to get a traditional Japanes hotel room these days - tatami mats, sliding screen doors etc - but my sidekick managed to track one down for a mere £66 pp/pn, and in a killer central location. straight away it's noticeable that Kyoyo is nowhere near as manic as Tokyo, but it was a welcome relief from Fukuoka which was kinda dead. We spent the day walking around, checking out the main drag and the old school Gion district. This is where the mythical Geisha girls can be found. Myths to dispel about Japan #1: you don't see Geishas, flying cars and ninjas on every street corner (but I did see a dude wearing those wooden clog things and the lone wolf straw hat). Geisha are mercurial creatures and, you have to see them move to believe it, but I've never seen anyone so small, with such small steps, move so damned fast. I caught of a whole convoy of them in Kyoto station, such a delight (enough to impress my companion's parents - 8 in one go is extraordinary). This almost counterbalances the one bad memory I have from the whole trip... After feeling a bit rough post-Fukuoka, it turned into something full blown nasty at the end of our first night in Kyoto. We'd been out and had coffee, but no dinner.
...I was feeling a bit weary from trolling around the place and had a sudden jones for food. 5mins later queasy, 30 mins later = purge. After 24hrs of pure hell, I finally took my companions advice and ended up in A&E (brit speak for ER -ed.) the following night. 
Even that cloud has a silver lining because the place was so cool and calm (unlike British hospitals, which are noisy, full of dangerous drunks etc) and the staff did everything they could to make me feel comfortable, throwing in bits of high school English here and there to make me feel part of the whole thing. Fell asleep with a drip in my arm and was discharged that night to sleep it off.The following day, 1,000,000% better but still less than 50% peak. Did my best to soldier out to see a beautiful old temple (I am truly crap at remembering the names of these places, sorry!) and it was worth it because I would've felt doubly sick if I'd gone back to Tokyo and only really seen the inside of a Kyoto toilet bowl.
This place we went to see was built around 600 A.D., just an amazing temple overlooking the city. Fortuitously, the weekend we were there was just before the big coming of age festival that all 20 yr olds in Japan celebrate. This meant lots and lots of young folk wandering around in kimonos...
As well as the young uns, I saw a few blokes around my age walking around in kimonos, rocking the wooden clogs. In a way they were even more impressive than the women because they looked so imposing (and, when you think of someone weaaring a kimono, it's usually a lady wearing a beautifully patterened bit of fabric, not a shaven headed geezer who looks like he'll gut you soon as look at you). Couldn't manage the full wooden sandal thing but I bought a pair of simple Japanese slippers.Back to the Yakuza thing: as I said, when you know, you just know. I've seen enough Takeshi Kitano films (i.e. all of them -ed.) to know what these guys look like. I know it sounds lame but let me present exhibit A ("Paid his dues").
The owner of this damaged hand, was wearing a fairly sharp suit and didn't look like he's just finished a shift at a local butcher's shop. Penance for a mistake in the Yakuza isn't demotion, it's the sacrifice of a joint from your finger, starting with the tip of the little finger. Being uber careful taking this snap...if someone can cut off the tip of their own finger (or willingly let someone else remove it for him - whatever) call me a coward, but I really don't want to rile him.I took a few more shots after this but visiting the temple really took it out of me so I limped back to Tokyo Saturday afternoon, had another attack of the trots, worried about how I'd survive a 12hr flight, but pulled through just enough by Sunday night to take my flight home Monday morning. Very, very sad to go home.
I can't say it's got something for everyone, but, after around 15yrs of foreplay - reading about it, watching films about it, eating the food, learning the language etc - it wasn't at all anticlimatic.
I'm doubly determined to re-start studying the language and I'm really looking forward to receiving some visitors in London so I can extend the same warm hospitality I enjoyed there to them at my home.
The only thing to top it since? Obama '08.
HERE ENDETH THE SERMON."
Huge thx to Andrew for sharing the pics and write-up. Our man in London.
Wednesday, January 28
omil takes japan -more more photos
Part 3: Taking a break from Tokyo for a moment.
'Shinkansen'...which is the proper name for the bullet train. These things are just incredible. Great value for money, more legroom than you get in business class, hostess service, plentiful toilets (cue "Engrish" signs) and LITERALLY punctual down to the second. Seriously, I reset my watch by the departure of one train, they're that good. Imagine what a shock it was to come back to London's dilapidated excuse for a massed transport system.
Went to Fukuoka, down south. I'd planned to visit Hiroshima when I was down there but timing just didn't work. I was crashing on a cold floor and was missing the relative comfort I was enjoying in Tokyo so I headed back after one day. Hardly worth the 12 hr round trip but I plan to do more exploring in the region next time I visit the country. Whilst down there, however, we went up the Fukuoka Tower (view above looking out, (awesome pic -ed.) and had a look around some kind of robot village, full of every possible variant of Sony's lovely Aibo digi-pets.
The train journey back was fairly chilled but notable for my first encounter with real life Yakuza. Long story, but I'm pretty sure they were the real deal. More on that angle later...
Saw the sign with the bagpipes and thought of you. Ok, so I was bored. Let's move on...
Back to Tokyo in the next, final, Part 4.
'Shinkansen'...which is the proper name for the bullet train. These things are just incredible. Great value for money, more legroom than you get in business class, hostess service, plentiful toilets (cue "Engrish" signs) and LITERALLY punctual down to the second. Seriously, I reset my watch by the departure of one train, they're that good. Imagine what a shock it was to come back to London's dilapidated excuse for a massed transport system.
Went to Fukuoka, down south. I'd planned to visit Hiroshima when I was down there but timing just didn't work. I was crashing on a cold floor and was missing the relative comfort I was enjoying in Tokyo so I headed back after one day. Hardly worth the 12 hr round trip but I plan to do more exploring in the region next time I visit the country. Whilst down there, however, we went up the Fukuoka Tower (view above looking out, (awesome pic -ed.) and had a look around some kind of robot village, full of every possible variant of Sony's lovely Aibo digi-pets.The train journey back was fairly chilled but notable for my first encounter with real life Yakuza. Long story, but I'm pretty sure they were the real deal. More on that angle later...
Saw the sign with the bagpipes and thought of you. Ok, so I was bored. Let's move on...Back to Tokyo in the next, final, Part 4.
omil takes japan -more photos
Part 2.
There's a fair amount of those 'only in Japan' moments to be had but I didn't spend too much time in those areas packed with freaky crumpet. I'm crap with remembering the names of places but I'm pretty sure this was in Shibuya, as close as it gets to freakshow central and surely home to one of the most incredible pedestrian crossings in the world (See ACL video here). This girl was happy as larry, just a joy to behold. I'm not sure how I'd feel if I saw my wife/sister/mother/daughter dressed like this but she gets both thumbs up from me for not sparing the horses in the pursuit of cute. love it.
Snapped on my camera phone on the subway system (bit of a misnomer there because most of it, like all those cables and freeways, is dangling precariously overhead). This sums up the 'only in Japan' thing as much as any amount of neon etc. Hong Kong has neon, China has chopsticks but only Japan knows how to rock the tabi sock look.
What can I say? Toys for the boys! It is car lovers heaven over there.
I'm not even remotely ashamed to say that one of the highlights of being there was seeing several of the new model Skylines (yes, I'm that shallow - bragging rights, baby, bragging rights). My very patient tour guide was, I think, slightly perplexed by my sudden squeals of delight as yet another high performance vehicle came within line of sight/earshot. She soldiered on bravely, trying her best to (literally) drag my mind out of the gutter and show me some of the many lovely temples etc that are dotted around all over Tokyo. but, er, I forgot to take any shots of those so you'll have to take my word for it...
The 'legend' says that this was modelled on the Eiffeltower .. if I was that interested I'd look it up on wikipedia or something. This was New Year's Eve when we were walking around. We got to the tower just as it hit midnight... only to find out the info we'd got had been wrong and the celebration (balloon release etc) was around 1km away *sigh*. Needless to say, there were more than enough drunk 18-20 y/o Americans around to remind everyone that the party was indeed 'on'. Understandable. They do the same anywhere alcohol is freely available to under 21's without ID. The concept of alcohol also being available in plentiful supply on cornershop vending machines must have been truly mindblowing for these bright young things. Bless.
Shows how the screens in these places give punters some privacy in what otherwise is a huge open plan space. Also means the space is endlessly flexible if seating areas for large parties are needed. These guys have got it sussed.
Part 3 and 4 to come.
There's a fair amount of those 'only in Japan' moments to be had but I didn't spend too much time in those areas packed with freaky crumpet. I'm crap with remembering the names of places but I'm pretty sure this was in Shibuya, as close as it gets to freakshow central and surely home to one of the most incredible pedestrian crossings in the world (See ACL video here). This girl was happy as larry, just a joy to behold. I'm not sure how I'd feel if I saw my wife/sister/mother/daughter dressed like this but she gets both thumbs up from me for not sparing the horses in the pursuit of cute. love it.
Snapped on my camera phone on the subway system (bit of a misnomer there because most of it, like all those cables and freeways, is dangling precariously overhead). This sums up the 'only in Japan' thing as much as any amount of neon etc. Hong Kong has neon, China has chopsticks but only Japan knows how to rock the tabi sock look.
What can I say? Toys for the boys! It is car lovers heaven over there. 
I'm not even remotely ashamed to say that one of the highlights of being there was seeing several of the new model Skylines (yes, I'm that shallow - bragging rights, baby, bragging rights). My very patient tour guide was, I think, slightly perplexed by my sudden squeals of delight as yet another high performance vehicle came within line of sight/earshot. She soldiered on bravely, trying her best to (literally) drag my mind out of the gutter and show me some of the many lovely temples etc that are dotted around all over Tokyo. but, er, I forgot to take any shots of those so you'll have to take my word for it...
The 'legend' says that this was modelled on the Eiffeltower .. if I was that interested I'd look it up on wikipedia or something. This was New Year's Eve when we were walking around. We got to the tower just as it hit midnight... only to find out the info we'd got had been wrong and the celebration (balloon release etc) was around 1km away *sigh*. Needless to say, there were more than enough drunk 18-20 y/o Americans around to remind everyone that the party was indeed 'on'. Understandable. They do the same anywhere alcohol is freely available to under 21's without ID. The concept of alcohol also being available in plentiful supply on cornershop vending machines must have been truly mindblowing for these bright young things. Bless.
Shows how the screens in these places give punters some privacy in what otherwise is a huge open plan space. Also means the space is endlessly flexible if seating areas for large parties are needed. These guys have got it sussed.Part 3 and 4 to come.
Tuesday, January 27
omil takes japan -finally the photos
OMIL just sent some pics from his Japan trip and some classic bylines. No doubt been/seen for those that have made the trek, but may amuse.
On the way into town from the airport, captured this dude (and a dude he well and truly was) driving like he was in a video game. At the lights he LIT UP the rear tyres and shot off into the horizon. Easy to see how I fell in love with the place...
One of the first things I noticed about Tokyo (aside from the fact that they deliberately stand on the left side of escalators and it's not just something they do to piss Londoners off after all) is the amount of cable hanging in the sky. It's like some kind of man-made forest canopy. "Let's put a skyscraper here, and mega shopping mall there, smother it all in neon, then ... oh, wait, we forgot to put any electricity or telecoms cables in" complete afterthought to it all. Brilliant
I think this was shot somewhere like Shibuya? Street upon street of the most amazing neon displays .. retina searing. Always thought those guys walking around at night wearing shades we total cockmeisters... now I realise, there are parts of Tokyo where you NEED shades at night. Seriously, the lights at street level are stadium bright. Amazing levels of light pollution (and radiation? ed.) good stuff.
From one temple to another - come worship at the house that denim built. There's a little Evisu store around the corner that does stuff European buyers have modded plus ladies and kids wear. Has to be seen to believed but, for a nation of people who are reknowned (notorious, even) for snapping everything in sight, these guys were a little camera shy. Fair play to them, I asked before I shot but it was a feast for the eyes (check the loom). The jewel in the crown, however, is the stash room upstairs. No signage, back door job, 5th floor, aladdin's cave. This is just a glimpse into the showroom but there are 3 rooms on the 5th floor alone, selling suiting, outrageous shirts that would make Versace gag and all the Evisu branded huntin' fishin' shootin' gear a boy could ever dream of. I bought a pair of painter pants with an embroidered pocket (pic to follow). The best bit for me? Seeing guys at various counters, using down time to hand-paint the logo onto the pockets of jeans. They do a full customising service where you can order a design and have it hand painted. next trip ... ;-)
-part deux tomorrow.
On the way into town from the airport, captured this dude (and a dude he well and truly was) driving like he was in a video game. At the lights he LIT UP the rear tyres and shot off into the horizon. Easy to see how I fell in love with the place...
One of the first things I noticed about Tokyo (aside from the fact that they deliberately stand on the left side of escalators and it's not just something they do to piss Londoners off after all) is the amount of cable hanging in the sky. It's like some kind of man-made forest canopy. "Let's put a skyscraper here, and mega shopping mall there, smother it all in neon, then ... oh, wait, we forgot to put any electricity or telecoms cables in" complete afterthought to it all. Brilliant
I think this was shot somewhere like Shibuya? Street upon street of the most amazing neon displays .. retina searing. Always thought those guys walking around at night wearing shades we total cockmeisters... now I realise, there are parts of Tokyo where you NEED shades at night. Seriously, the lights at street level are stadium bright. Amazing levels of light pollution (and radiation? ed.) good stuff.
From one temple to another - come worship at the house that denim built. There's a little Evisu store around the corner that does stuff European buyers have modded plus ladies and kids wear. Has to be seen to believed but, for a nation of people who are reknowned (notorious, even) for snapping everything in sight, these guys were a little camera shy. Fair play to them, I asked before I shot but it was a feast for the eyes (check the loom). The jewel in the crown, however, is the stash room upstairs. No signage, back door job, 5th floor, aladdin's cave. This is just a glimpse into the showroom but there are 3 rooms on the 5th floor alone, selling suiting, outrageous shirts that would make Versace gag and all the Evisu branded huntin' fishin' shootin' gear a boy could ever dream of. I bought a pair of painter pants with an embroidered pocket (pic to follow). The best bit for me? Seeing guys at various counters, using down time to hand-paint the logo onto the pockets of jeans. They do a full customising service where you can order a design and have it hand painted. next trip ... ;-)-part deux tomorrow.
Wednesday, January 7
omil takes japan -3
Our man in London is still in the Far East. Falling down a bit on the photos (names will be changed etc... i assume).
"On another bullet train south to Kyoto/Osaka. early doors tomorrow - back late Saturday. got a classic room booked .. tatami mats, sliding screen doors, etc. got the SLR charged for this one. will probably come as a culture shock as i'm now completely at home with the neon overload of Shinjuku. Leicester square will seem even more lame/tame in contrast. still not quite used to the guys with the flock of seagulls/dragonballz hairdos though .. apparently some are working as male escorts (hosts/eye candy for rich salary women - gender equality/exploitation, like it). no accounting for taste...
Speaking of which, not long in from a night out with a big group of mate's mates in Shinjuku.. everyone spoke English which meant I finally had the chance to shine ha! I like to play it as low key as much as the next man but it gets frustrating having to use 8 lines to convey an otherwise killer one liner.... tough crowd, etc. In American 'football' terms, perhaps I need to work on turning some of that "possession" into "yardage"?...haha. Even though they've been on the radar for a while .. an entire country full of Japanese women has my head spinning and eyes out on frickin stalks .. until I get back to London and see the ladies from Scandinavia, Germany, Italy...aaa.
Quick bit of tech, you know I've been into my DVD/HDD recorders since day dot (leave all that tivo/sky+ crap to the street people who never got the hang of setting a VCR clock, programming with vidoeplus codes and apparently enjoy media giants collecting data on their viewing habits) Already have the 1st gen of blu ray hdd recorders out here -holymotherofmercy, 1TB of memory. yowza. wish I had enough time to figure out if I could get it chipped to play region2... connects to the web, download straight from youtube/itunes trailers in HDD. getting a semi just reading the stats.
oyasumi nasai (good night)"
"On another bullet train south to Kyoto/Osaka. early doors tomorrow - back late Saturday. got a classic room booked .. tatami mats, sliding screen doors, etc. got the SLR charged for this one. will probably come as a culture shock as i'm now completely at home with the neon overload of Shinjuku. Leicester square will seem even more lame/tame in contrast. still not quite used to the guys with the flock of seagulls/dragonballz hairdos though .. apparently some are working as male escorts (hosts/eye candy for rich salary women - gender equality/exploitation, like it). no accounting for taste...
Speaking of which, not long in from a night out with a big group of mate's mates in Shinjuku.. everyone spoke English which meant I finally had the chance to shine ha! I like to play it as low key as much as the next man but it gets frustrating having to use 8 lines to convey an otherwise killer one liner.... tough crowd, etc. In American 'football' terms, perhaps I need to work on turning some of that "possession" into "yardage"?...haha. Even though they've been on the radar for a while .. an entire country full of Japanese women has my head spinning and eyes out on frickin stalks .. until I get back to London and see the ladies from Scandinavia, Germany, Italy...aaa.
Quick bit of tech, you know I've been into my DVD/HDD recorders since day dot (leave all that tivo/sky+ crap to the street people who never got the hang of setting a VCR clock, programming with vidoeplus codes and apparently enjoy media giants collecting data on their viewing habits) Already have the 1st gen of blu ray hdd recorders out here -holymotherofmercy, 1TB of memory. yowza. wish I had enough time to figure out if I could get it chipped to play region2... connects to the web, download straight from youtube/itunes trailers in HDD. getting a semi just reading the stats.
oyasumi nasai (good night)"
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