Friday, August 28, 2009

I'm having a pleasant day.

I've been waking up at 8am lately. Summer mornings are so lovely. I'm back in Japan & haven't stopped gloating over my perfect summer in Oregon, but I'll give you a break for now.

I think Julie and I have similar tastes so I always check out her recommendations. Today I read her mention of Fela Kuti and I'd never heard of him before, so I YouTubed him and fell in love. I spent my morning on the balcony listening to his music and eating corn out of a carton. Heaven.


Then I got a craving for coffee jelly, so I threw on a fabulous crochet dress I brought back from the States and strolled to one of the many old coffee shops in dear Nishiogikubo.


Coffee jelly is just what it sounds like, gelatinized coffee. It's really popular in Japan. I was skeptical at first but it's so delicious. It's served chilled and topped with ice cream or whipped cream. The best place to have coffee jelly is at an old kissaten, a Japanese coffeehouse. Traditional kissaten are decorated with a lot of heavy wood and knick-knacks. They always play old jazz and are popular with old people (and me -- I think they're super hip and will have a big revival sometime). There's no fancy espresso menu, just coffee, tea, toast, cake, and Japanese comfort-foods like omelette rice, spaghetti, and curry. Sitting alone by the window in a kissaten, eating my coffee jelly among all the adorable ancient old ladies having tea, makes me feel like a little kid with an old soul. Haha.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Portland pt. II


Just rollin' up and down night highway 99.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Found my harmonica!

I love swimming in the Siletz River.

I love the Yaquina Bay Bridge.

I love sitting on the south jetty in the evening.

No Smoking

While I was away, Oregon's total ban on indoor smoking kicked in. That means no smoking in bars. Before we went out the other night, we stocked up on candy cigarettes. 75 cents a box and no cancer or smelly clothes. Invest now!

Partying in Lincoln County has been priceless. Check out this fisherman's bar. An older skipper invited us for coffee and free fish on his boat. We were supposed to be there at 11am the next morning but I took us to the wrong dock. Shame! No sea stories and free tuna for us.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

check it out:

ferns!


I'm back in my home county on the Oregon COAST now, which means I'm one with nature at the moment.


I get to hang out with a giant dog, too.

It's fresh and windy here just like I've been dreaming of.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

back in oregon

Back in Oregon until August 22nd. Looks good so far.



Look how BACK IN OREGON the last picture is.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Last Friday

(I took this on my phone)
(Naoko at Beat)

Also,

Patience and patience! Hence -- that word was made
For brutes of burthen, not for birds of prey;
Preach it to mortals of a dust like thine, --
I am not of thine order.

That's from Manfred by Lord Byron, which I read for the first time this week. From now on I will recite this in my head to talk myself down whenever I start feeling so superior I get pissed off. Aspiring friends, please form an orderly line.

Monday, June 29, 2009

YOU KNOCK ME OFF OF MY FEET

I’ve been partying pretty hard for Michael Jackson every night since I heard the news, so I’m exhausted. And still sad. I loved Michael Jackson. He was mindblowing. He took pop artistery and performance to extreme, complex, unbelievable levels. No one else has gone there since then, and that’s the end of it.



Deaths of icons are bizarre and disorienting. They highlight the importance of shared culture, and the power of celebrity and performance and art. At one point Michael Jackson’s voice and body had half of the world in hysterics. What kind of a human being is that?

Sunday, June 21, 2009

By the way...

...here is the best movie poster I've ever seen. I am guessing this is not what the poster looked like in America. Confirm/Deny please.


I tried to take a photo of myself making this face but I couldn't do it and my cheeks are sore from all the effort. That might be why Nicholas Cage is more famous than I am.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Can't Stop

Maybe it's all the summertime going on but Julie's post sums it up for me.

This is where I came from:


This is where I am:

I don't think the world even believes anymore in the particular kind of love that I have for Oregon. But I am up to my knees in Tokyo like quicksand.