Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Classical Music
I would be falling asleep to classical music from the in-room stereo...except for Lamont's snoring in the next bed over.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Meine Meinung
A short clip of the band Meine Meinung at the south entrance of Shinjuku Station.
See websites for more information on the band:
Shinjuku Station, the busiest train station in the world
Shinjuku Station, people coming from the Tokyo Metropolitan Offices
Communters coming out of the South Entrance of the JR Line
Newly Renovated Asakusa Kannon
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Snow
While I was waiting in line at the Metro for a commuter bus during a snow storm, two girls started kissing and making out in front of a long line of commuters.
I love snow.
I love snow.
First Snow
At the sight of first snow I am always reminded of a story from back when I was in Catholic grade school.
One day, we were all sitting in class in our uniforms and it started to snow...the first snow of that winter. All of us started to look out the window at the falling snow.
Our teacher, a nun, yelled at us to stop looking at the snow. She said, we shouldn't be looking at the snow. It's not like we haven't seen snow before, she said. In fact, she said the only person who should be excited to see the snow was a foreign student in our class from some unknown South Pacific island who had never seen snow.
So every time I see the first snowfall I think back to a nun yelling at me that I shouldn't be excited to look at the snow.
One day, we were all sitting in class in our uniforms and it started to snow...the first snow of that winter. All of us started to look out the window at the falling snow.
Our teacher, a nun, yelled at us to stop looking at the snow. She said, we shouldn't be looking at the snow. It's not like we haven't seen snow before, she said. In fact, she said the only person who should be excited to see the snow was a foreign student in our class from some unknown South Pacific island who had never seen snow.
So every time I see the first snowfall I think back to a nun yelling at me that I shouldn't be excited to look at the snow.
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