Monday, November 24, 2008

Elementary school festival coolness.

The kids begin performing at an early age in Japan... This is from a local community festival held at one of the elementary schools I teach at. Kids are well rehearsed, and too adorable.
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Local entertainment.
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Japan=Synchronized Dance.
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Occasionally, I have to amuse myself with my students.
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The throwing of the mochi.
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Games aplenty.
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This year's festival had a really kick-ass taiko group.
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For one of the numbers they had folks from the audience come up and play, including one obvious-stands-out-in-a-crowd gaijin.
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With no music talent to speak of, I reverted to eskrima striking patterns I learned back in Hawaii.
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Bonus: it's a small local community, so the farmers were selling fresh veg. For cheap. Tomatoes, broccoli, sweet potatoes...
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I had to buy extra because they cleverly had the munchkins selling some of the goods.
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Try to not find this adorable. I dare you.
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That's "L-O-V-E" if you ain't paying attention.
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Elementary schoolkids dancing and lipsynching J-Pop. God bless Japan.
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The kid in the yellow and white was pretty good. He got funky.
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Video Highlights of the day [click the image.]
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Sunday, November 23, 2008

A day in the life at elementary school.

You just can't fight this level of cuteness.
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Today's subjects.
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Stickers=bribery. The foundation of my teaching methodology.
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Giving children tools to hit other things always works out.
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There are no end to the versions of karuta you can play.
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Teaching a fake American version of "rock-paper-scissors." You have to fake it up to make it compatible to the native janken.
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I am entirely too popular for my own ego.
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They're coming for you.
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Lunchtime.
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I am, perhaps, the only one able to give this child a piggy back ride. He's a big, sumo playing dude. And only in 3rd or 4th grade.
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And strong! Great kid.
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Me vs 3 on the teeter totter.
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High flying.
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I love me some dodgeball.
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Video clips from the day [Click the image.]
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Who needs Starbucks?

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Apparently, I would have been awesome in the early 1980s.

Kris Kristofferson and David "The Hoff" Hasselhoff...

The law of unintended consequences.


Early Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving isn't till Thursday, but since it's obviously not a holiday in Japan and because there is a 3 day wkend this weekend, we held our Turkey Day festivities early. Holidays aren't the biggest thing in the world for me, but Sandy has an unnaturally healthy obsession with the foodstuffs of Thanksgiving and Christmas, and cooks to the nines... so here we go.

First off. EVERY. DAMN. YEAR. The Sound of Music. Sandy must watch it. And I enable her by buying the special edition DVD. But see how happy she looks.
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Mixing up the pumpkin pie. I'm a sweet potato guy myself, but I don't do the cooking.
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Cooking up the turkey in our entirely too tiny oven.
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Mmmmm.
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The spread.
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I might be going slightly crazy here.
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The basics...
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Sandy's more fancy.
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And her second plate mashup.
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Her pumpkin pie.
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Here's the part where Sandy thinks it's funny to take flash photography when someone tries to go to bed. In fairness, she was drunk on turkey gravy at this point.
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Training 227-231/ BFL 80-84.

227/80 - upper body wkout/5 meals/2L water
228/81 - missed wkout/1 meal/2.5L water
229/82 - made up yesterday's wkout [20m cardio]/1.5L water/lower body wkout/4 meals
230/83 - 20m cardio/1L water/4 meals
231/84 - Rest/Free day

What I've Read - Vampires and Positive Psychology.

[No, not in the same book...]

Every Last Drop by Charlie Huston.
In this fascinatingly flawed fourth episode in the bloody horror-noir chronicles of New York vampire PI Joe Pitt... relations between the city's vampire clans are unraveling. The Cure is researching antidotes to the ravenous vampire-creating Vyrus, while the better-nourished Coalition seeks the Cure's downfall and the Society plays both sides. Dodging death threats and brokering shaky deals, Pitt shuttles among all three until he learns the Coalition's secret..."

I dig me some vampires. And noir, as a genre, is one of my favorites. And Huston writes a good yarn. So, easily, I dug on this book. My only complaint, and this applies to the previous book in the series, as well as this one, is that the endings are entirely too cliffhanger-y. After putting in the time, I expect, not to have everything wrapped up, but not to be left hanging with an obvious "big deal" coming up and unresolved. [Jim Butcher does a great job of this in his Dresden Files books. Lots of ongoing subplots, but the main plot is pretty much done in one.] Whereas in Every Last Drop, the big revealed secret [while kind of ghastly, didn't seem like much of a secret, or a reveal] causes a very obvious chain of events, and just as that chain reaction starts, the book ends. If felt like a bit of a cheat, to be honest. Kind of frustrating. Can't be too mad, as it's a given I'm gonna pick up the next book in the series, but I didn't really like the way it ended at all.

Finally finished off two books that can both be termed, loosely, positive psychology. Or at least that's the way I look at them... Ask and It Is Given by Esther Hicks and Jerry Hicks, and The Science of Success by James Arthur Ray.

So, yeah, I tend to read a lot of stuff in the psychology, self-improvement, positive psych genre. I have it on good authority [Hi Sandy!] that I am entirely too negative, pessimistic, cynical and smart-assed for my own good. And I can see that. There's a lot of accuracy in that assertion. I can see why folks might think that.

But oddly enough, and on the other hand, I've probably not felt more optimistic and positive in my life, I think, than during this time around in Japan. Which I attribute almost all of to the fact that on a daily basis I work with kids. Cheerful, cherubic faces makes it hard to be a bastard, they do.

Optimism is something I try, and fail, and try again and again to cultivate. In the words of Tony Robbins [who I do think has some good ideas] pessimism is just you being too much of a coward to hope and possibly be disappointed.

My favorite philosopher, Robert Anton Wilson, said of optimism
"The reason for optimism lies in the biological fact that it keeps you happy and busy, whereas pessimism just leads to lying around and bitching. I'd rather keep happy and busy than lie around bitching, but I know this will not convince those who really like lying around and bitching. As Nietzsche said that optimism and good health always go together, and so do pessimism and morbidity, in the medical sense of the word."

So yeah, positive psych books make up some of my library. I enjoyed both the Hicks and Ray books, in different ways. Hicks has a "New Age" spin, that if you like [or can see past] has a lot of good stuff. Ray comes across as a more metaphysical Tony Robbins, which can be a good thing, though I liked his book Practical Spirituality better than Science of Success.

More from RAW on optimism... worth reading.

"There are a lot of reasons for my optimism. One is, as long as things are unknown you might as well assume the best, because if you assume the worst you’re just making yourself miserable and ruining your digestion. It can even lead to ulcers. In extreme cases it even leads to heart attacks. I think pessimism is very, very dangerous, on health grounds. There’s actually research showing that optimists recover from diseases much faster than pessimists. So it’s a health measure, I try to preserve my optimism as a way of guarding my health.

Then again because the literary establishment, especially in New York--the people who define themselves as "the intellectuals," who think there is nobody with any brains anywhere in the country--they’re all so resolutely pessimistic. I feel somebody has got to raise a dissenting voice, just so there will be a dialogue at least. So I try to present a case for optimism.

...Another grounds for my optimism, is that people always do the most intelligent thing, after they’ve have tried all the stupid alternatives and none of them have worked. And I think that the present system on the planet has obviously shown that it doesn’t work. And the only alternative is more communication, and more honesty and more fair dealing. But it begins with honest communication. People saying what they really think and feel.

You know why Hannibal Lecter is so charming in spite of his bad habits? Because he thoroughly enjoys life. Most people don’t. Once they start communicating with one another they will start to enjoy life a little more, because they’ll feel less alone and less hopeless."

Ah, internationalization.

Our student council at Jr High. I direct your attention to the upper left hand corner, where one of the student council members is flipping the bird.
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This pic is posted up in the school for all to see. It's funny, because it's even odds whether the kid even knows what it means, other than something he saw in a western movie or TV show. And the same reason it's posted up in the school. The meaning isn't really widely known or understood.

Though I did have a kid blurt out an appropriate "Fuck!" in class the other day [in place of "yabai"] when he got his test back. Of course, after I made a stern face at him [while barely not laughing myself to death] he had to ask one of the other kids what the meaning of the word was.

Another weapon in the war on winter.

Totally worth 7000 yen at Costco. No kerosene smell and keeps the bedroom toasty warm. A kotatsu and the wall heater only goes so far.

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Hey look! It's my entire childhood!


The vice-versa is equally applicable.

Who me? Emotionally scarred? Pshaw, I say. Why do you ask?

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Saturday, November 22, 2008

Trader Joe's is a fascinating place.

Overheard Everywhere | It's Almost Like You're Blaming the Victim Here:
"Guy, carrying basket: It's just hard to know that I did so much for her, I did everything right in our marriage and now she is intentionally trying to hurt me.
Girl, pushing cart: Seriously? You did everything right?
Guy: Yes, I did.
Girl: Um, you slept with me.
Guy: Yeah, but that was a long time ago and I didn't do it to hurt her.

Trader Joe's
Hillcrest, California"

Patton Oswalt on the absence of GWBush on comedy.

Funny, because it's true.

Patton Oswalt:
"“Man, you’re really going to miss Bush. You comedians are going to be hurting.”

Tell you what, worry-warts. I’ll happily give back the 15 minutes of “our president’s a sociopath who can’t speak and believes in angels” material I wrote if we WEREN’T TORTURING PEOPLE ANYMORE. I know everyone thinks Bush was some sort of comedic Everlasting Gobstopper but believe me, history’s going to look at these last eight years and think, “I don’t know if teetering that close to the brink was worth the funny YouTube impressions.”"

A great mixed martial arts [MMA] Highlight video.

This was awesome.



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