
happy birthday koki & yumi!
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Finnish. Polka. There is, quite simply, nothing stronger.

Jenn and P went out for dinner so the Tonchabeast and I watched some TV. Actually I watched some TV and she screamed at me for 15 minutes, then passed out. I unceremoniously dumped her on the sofa next to me and she proceeded to sleep for a couple hours, waking up well after mom came home.

Jenn's in town again so we did some shopping in Hiroo and then Azabu Jyuban. I also upgraded my phone to the cool new N705i Amadana.

she made chirashi sushi, grilled salmon, tempura and clam soup.

Masa came over to show off her favorite pans and cook a bunch of supposedly complicated dishes, like tempura and grilled fish, qute easily.

As I have blogged before, when I was a wee thing, if the timing was right my dad would go to the UK around the holiday season and and was therefore able to swing by Harrods and pick up some Chocolate Oliver Biscuits. These delightful childhood treats of mine have been out of production for a couple of decades, but now! Huntley & Palmers has revived this cookie.
Getting them shipped to Japan turned out to be non-trivial however. H&P, being a right and proper British operation had no way to process yen payments, let alone take orders from over teh internets.
Thus I was saved by the Angel Phillippa. I sent her a USD check, she wave'd her magic wand, and FedEx delivered two cases of tins to my Tokyo apartment. Thank you Phillippa!
The tins are now brown not red, and the cookies are a bit smaller, however the chocolate to biscuit ratio has increased significantly so net net it's a win.
Tonchan of course loved them.
I brought the first open tin to zazen practice and shared with everyone. One tin down, and now sadly only nineteen left...
It walks freely! Now the beast will roam to all ends of the earth, causing mayhem, leaving a trail of carnage! All are DOOMED!

Big G + Maneaterz = Hawaii 5-0 Birthday Celebration. Much debauchery was had.

P stayed home to rest so Tonchan and I took mama to UR in Harajuku to do something decent with her crazy hair. Mama get the quadruple wash, shoulder massage, multiple colorings, cut, and blowdry treatment whilst Ton and I wandered to backstreets of Urahara and checked out all the cool people.

After zazen I got home just in time to help mama make a mountain of potato pancakes and cook a spiral ham. Chie came by and started cooking up a storm, too so again Newman ate well. Mama wasn't feeling great either and neither was P (this stomach virus is going around!) and Newman was sniffling all night, but we still ate well!

Went to Suji's for brunch and dragged Rei and Newman along. I left early to get to zazen and P took Tonchan home early because she was grumping (still a bit sick) but mama and Newman and Rei hung out and had some eats.

Just got back from Tokyo Dome. I love seeing concerts in Japan. Tickets say the show starts at 7:30, the show starts at 7:30. Encore, second encore, bow, 9:30 -- lights come up. Then they announce section by section and everyone leaves in an orderly fashion.
Oh yeah and The Police ABSOLUTELY. ROCKED. God damn that was a fine concert. And double oh yeah, we were arena floor, center, 7th row.
Also, we had The World's Most Awesome Babysitter. We left and Tonchan was crying for mom. We come home and Tonchan's asleep on the sofa, babysitter watching TV. I ask: "How was she?" Her reply: "After the bath she fell asleep, about 7:30."
Huh?! No fits of screaming? No tantrums and clothing tossing and crawling away and pillow kicking? She just FELL ASLEEP?! I need this woman to come babysit some night when I'm here so that I can see what she's doing and take notes!

Mama came back from Shanghai (best comment: "Chinese new year is...loud. All they do is light firecrackers 'til 3am!") and needed some eats. P and Tonchan and I were out in Shinjuku (Takashima Times Square) the day before checking out all the fools lined up for 3 hours in the cold rain for Krispy Kremes.
I ended up ordering a suit; nice Italian wool and it will be hand sewn by some old Japanese dude, so we'll see what happens.
Today we took a long walk and ended up at Mitsukoshi in Yebisu Garden Place. Finally (FINALLY!) found some decent shoes at Ecco; plain black seamless round-toes, nothing funky or pointy or capped or stitched. Just plain. black. shoes. Then we bought some munchies in the basement and headed home.

Wow, this is a seriously excellent lunch for only ¥1365 -- and it's a One Star Michelin restaurant!

The top of a plastic drink bottle taped to the ceiling and attached to hose. The labeled safety cone is a nice touch to ensure no one trips over the bucket.

A mm ruler on the platform is used to verify how accurately the train is stopped in reference to the designated stopping mark. Every time the train stops the distance +/- the mark is checked and recorded by a man with a clipboard. Now that is what you call quality control!

Everyone knows I only drink once a year, right around this time (bonus time.) This year I have made an exception; I will drink twice this year. I suspect it will the last time I make such an exception because I seriously doubt I will get promoted again for a long, long time.
The best part about the day wasn't the debauchery and beers at Ginza Lion, nor the atrocious singing and vodka fizzies (or whatever they're called) at Smash Hits. It wasn't even the unending stream of problems I am called upon to solve, nor the depth and breadth of interesting work I am challenged with on a daily basis. It wasn't the hand shakes and back-pats and "well done"s, nor even the minor torture at the hands of my bosses who basically had me convinced I did not get promoted until the end of the chat whereby I was informed that, due to a gross oversight on the part of senior management, I managed to slip in under the radar.
No actually, the best part is the fact that I have the privilege to work for and with the absolute best goddamn Credit team on the street, bar none, hands down, full stop. And all the capable and impressive folks on my team appreciate me and my wee attempts at being useful enough to want to see me promoted. The fact that I can command even the slightest respectful acknowledgment from these fine professionals is the real gift. Oh, and the chance to sing Sweet Home Alabama with a bunch of Brits. That's pretty keen, too.
And now I'm off to bed. I have an early Compliance meeting in which I am sure to be totally useless, assuming I even make it at all!
Added more photos.

Piles of slush and driving snow could not deter us from the requisite pilgrimage to Akiba! A little Chinese food recharge and we were as good as new, though perhaps a bit moistened.

Naho is off to Singapore so we celebrated with...paper-thin sliced meats!



Woke up this morning feeling like ass; joints hurt, stomach grumbling, head throbbing. Ah, the joys of the winter norovirus. I guess what Hiroko had last week has come full circle back to me (again.)
At least it was really cold and snowing this morning, making the walk to work a treacherous adventure is slipping and sliding.

Met Newman and Roland at Suji's for some monster brunch and then headed up to Midtown to chill. Checked out the cool Muji and the Ritz-Carlton 45th floor lobby before rolling him. A proper lazy Sunday.

Jen's in town for a few days, hanging with the ladies and taking care of bidness.



Came out of the bath, put on my PJs, and heard the most horrendous racket. The fire alarm was sounding! Got P and Tonchan to get dressed and get outside whilst I ran the stairs checking the floors for smoke. Didn't see anything but called the fire department just in case after I called the maintenance company.
Outside we met our new upstairs neighbors who just moved in, literally. This mini firetruck arrived and about 10 firemen checked the building, then the security company dude arrived and turned off the alarm. As suspected it was a false alarm, possibly caused by the new neighbors turning on the heater for the first time in a while, though that seems pretty suspect.
Anyway it's an old building and good to know the fire alarm works!



Did some shopping in Shibuya and had lunch at Seibu. Ton loves riding the escalator and attempting to walk the stairs.
What to do with the coolest, most advanced small robot in the world: put it on a kid's show doing the Alogrithm March dance.

The Man from LA came for a visit; haven't seen him in forever! Got some burgers at Midtown and then goofed of with Tonchan.

Slept in like the lazy bum I am, ate the traditional left overs breakfast (spaghetti and brussels sprouts this year), and headed out to Hikawa Jinja for the traditional first-shrine-visit of the year.

Then wandered up to Roppongi Hills, lost a glove, went back and found it, checked out some mediocre taiko drumming, and came home to play with my newly arrived digital camera.