Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Universal Studios Japan

I also went to USJ last year. I went this year as well but of the two trips I think I preferred last years.


And, surprise, there's a looong wait to even get into the place.


It's not even open yet!



I've never been to California or Hollywood but this is kind of what I imagine it to look like...





So basically: If you're fat you can't ride.






This was lunch. Hamburger with sauce and corn, salad, pudding and herb bread.


I think this was my niece's lunch. I can't really remember though...




I thought this was interesting because this TV show (based on a book series that I enjoy) is fairly new while everything else in the park was.. old... like from the 80s or 90s old. (Jaws, Back to the Future, Terminator, etc)


Monday, December 3, 2012

"We are a country of children,..."

Anno recently told a reporter from The Atlantic Monthly. "We don't have any adult role models in Japan."


By now, the images associated with Japan's global pop hipster juggernaut are news to no one. Pokemon, launched in 1996, is a multibillion-dollar media empire, extending into 68 countries worldwide. Its bright yellow, perky-tailed mascot soars above 5th Avenue in the annual Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade, right next to an old pup named Snoopy. Fashion-fanatic Harajuku girls are now called "the Harajuku Girls," a Japanese dance troupe touring the world and gyrating in sold-out stadiums alongside a blonde singer named Gwen Stefani.

Hello Kitty manufacturer Sanrio's overseas outlets frequently outperform their domestic counterparts, and anime- and manga-devoted clubs and conventions have sprouted and bloomed in foreign soils like Takashi Murakami's psychedelic smiley-faced flowers.
Much of the imagery is redolent of kawaii, either emitting a whiff of the uber-cuteness now considered an essence of Japanese popular culture, or, as in the case of Murakami and other contemporary artists, playfully subverting it. There is also a giddy smorgasbord of styles and designs, mixing high and low and East and West with seemingly endless imaginative abandon – and, of course, plenty of hyperkinetic action: spiky-haired guys and gals à la Naruto and Dragon Ball Z and a heap of video game consoles leaping across screens and bursting through comic book panels.

The combined effect of this assault on the global consciousness is a vision of a contemporary Japan exploding with energy, inventiveness, color and light – qualities we generally ascribe to youthfulness: actually being young, or perpetually feeling that way. Many foreigners see in today's Japan the face of the future.

But inside the country, specters of darker hues shadow the horizon: an aging population and a declining or stagnant birthrate; an expanding class of young, part-time workers (freeters) with checkered resumes and scant skills; and so-called NEETs ("Not in Employment, Education or Training"), with their CVs and skill sets suspended in mid-youth. Stories of pathological young shut-ins (hikikomori), who withdraw into their bedrooms and virtual worlds to avoid the real one, and internet suicide pacts, through which young loners meet one another online in order to kill themselves in the bricks-and-mortar world, have begun haunting headlines at home and abroad.

"There doesn't seem to be much optimism," says literary translator, author and University of Tokyo professor Motoyuki Shibata. Shibata's current classes are made up of what he calls "the first generation in modern Japan to grow up without the sense that things would get better."

"We're the risk-averse generation," a 20-year-old female student at the University of Tokyo explained to me. "We grew up too comfortable to take risks."
While conducting research for my book Japanamerica, I found that the social ills afflicting Japan's younger generations and the pessimism they betray began to form a narrative nexus, tying an increasingly anemic youth culture to the anxieties felt by many in the anime, manga, toy, game and other pop cultural industries.

It's not hard to find pessimism about the young pessimists. Michael Arias, the Japan-based American director of the 2006 anime featureTekkonkinkreet, illustrates his concern by reciting the names of several professional anime artists and directors in their 40s and older: his industry and craft may be finding audiences abroad just as they are dying in Japan.
"Making Tekkonkinkreet, I was fortunate to enough to work with some of the best talents in the field here in Japan," he says. "And I heard over and over from the veterans on my staff how depleted the ranks have become in the last ten years or so."
hat to make of the apparent disparity between the image of a vibrant "cool Japan," and a much colder Japan – a domestic youth culture that is shrinking in size, hope and ambition, and beginning to grow increasingly violent?

This June, when inveterate loner Tomohiro Kato plowed his truck into three people and stabbed 14 more, killing seven, in Akihabara, Tokyo's mecca of pop culture, the world outside Japan began to see the chill enveloping the nation's younger generations.

The nation was already dealing with a 2008 spike in hydrogen sulphide suicides, in which the young have found a new way to kill themselves with a chemical mixture involving over-the-counter detergents, whose airborne residue can also contaminate and potentially kill other innocents in the vicinity. A government report issued less than a week before Kato's killing spree noted that the birthrate continued to decline even as the suicide rate continued to rise.
A few weeks before Kato committed kireru, or a sudden, violent 'snapping' of lost control, Asuka Sawamoto, a 30-something former J-Pop idol, beganshowing off her thong underwear to legions in the Japanese media. The police swarmed in, Sawamoto was arrested, and street performances were severely curtailed.

This has been a bad year for Japanese pop culture, even as profits and interest abroad rises. Akihabara, the formerly benign center of Japanese fantasy, is starting to become an ugly repository of Japan's real problems.

Social critic Mariko Fujiwara blames the breakdown on the collapse of the family system, among other factors. The baby-boomer parents achieved a level of middle-class comfort. 

They had fewer children so they could sustain that comfort – and they gave their children everything, except the strength and guidance to navigate the myriad choices and uncertainties of the twenty-first century.

"Japanese kids today feel that if anything goes wrong for them, it will be disastrous for the entire family," says Fujiwara. "So they don't even want to try. There is a mismatch between their aspirations and their willingness to work to achieve them 'no matter what.' They thought material and digital connections would be enough, but they're discovering that they and their parents were wrong. Today's Japanese kids are incredibly unhappy."

What if Japan, the face of the future, is showing us who we are becoming – as a kind of proverbial 'canary in a coal mine,' a Cassandra of our trans-cultural futures. Consumerist, protectionist Japan is now celebrated worldwide as the Asian arbiter of cool, even chic. But at home, endless consumer choice and cleverness is starting to look hollow.

Evangelion auteur Hideaki Anno, now 47, believes that the problem may not lie exclusively with Japan's younger generation. Instead, he says, there is no adulthood for them to grow into. "We are a country of children," Anno recently told a reporter from The Atlantic Monthly. "We don't have any adult role models in Japan."

I predict that the dilemma facing Japan – how to create a sophisticated adult culture in a capitalist society that has less need or room for one will – become commonplace in the coming years.

But Duke Professor Anne Allison is more buoyant about the freeter and hikikomori generations of slackers and shut-ins. After all, she says, "Where are all these fresh ideas coming from? They're not coming from kids who are going to college or becoming salarymen."

Allison points to the example of Satoshi Tajiri, once an isolated hikikomori boy taking solace in his addiction to Space Invaders, and now best-known for being the original creator of Pokemon.

"We shouldn't blame the kids," she adds. "They're not at fault for neoliberalism or affective culture. They're just in it. Nobody believes in Japan Inc. anymore, because it doesn't exist."
She's right. The Japanese cult of the future is already dated. But if it – Japan Inc. – doesn't exist anymore, where do we go next?

http://www.adbusters.org/magazine/79/too_comfortable_to_take_risks.html


Sunday, December 2, 2012

Piglet Squid

It has a face...

cute sea animals

Do you see the face? With hair. And it totally is smiling.

Okay the hair is actually tentacles but those eyes... like straight from an anime. And they twinkle because of their photopores (light-emitting organs)



That is all I wanted to share.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Thanksgiving 2011

I didn't take any pictures this year but here's last years... I'm pretty sure I didn't update you guys on how it was, just that I went. So here's what it looked like:


We had little table flags too but it was fairly windy out and they kept falling over.


Also there were flags all around the place.


And free wine until it ran out.


The all you can eat turkey dinner was nice last year but this year's turkey was delicious. So soft and not dry at all. I'd even argue that it's the best turkey I've had so far :)

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

There are #$#$%ing Gigantic Hornets

I went scrolling through other blogs/sites about Japan and whenever the Japanese Hornet gets mentioned I tend to agree with most of what is said. For instance:

"These hornets are not to be messed with. They’re huge, deadly, and wipe the floor with weak European bees. I fear."

"Seriously. Those things can KILL you. I can understand how like the 1st level enemies in RPGs are steroid ridden bugs like that now."

"you just blew my mind. About fifty things pertaining to RPG's just clicked into place"


"From what I've heard, the weird part is not that they have hornets from hell, but how calm they are about it.
I knew some friends who were out in the countryside in Japan, and the locals said "If you get stung, you need to get to the hospital within an hour!" "OK, where's the hospital?" "About 2 hours away...""

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Onions

Supposedly the only onion Coca-Cola vending machine int he world is on Awaji Island. Here is a picture of the amazing-ness that is the onion vending machine (Does not actually give onions, just drinks)



You can also get onion flavoured ice cream. I don't recommend it unless you want to try because of the idea of "try everything once". The onion flavour did disappear halfway through. (It's marketed as onion an milk... yum?)

Monday, November 26, 2012

Green Cookies

Saw this the other day:


And didn't pay it any mind. Green cookies? Yep. (Green tea with macadamia nuts and chocolate chunks) 
However it has come to my attention that other people may find this strange.

Have I been in Japan too long? Am I used to the weird?

I did bring home some green Kit Kat bars that got mixed reviews from family and friends. I also thought those were normal...

Sunday, November 25, 2012

My bike :(

I went to meet a... friend's... brother's friend's friend (There's a really long chain there that I didn't realise existed until just this moment) on Saturday because they were in Japan and nearish to where I live. I am positive that the last time we actually saw each other was at the very least a half decade ago. She was hanging out in Osaka while waiting for her flight so I met her at the Osaka Pokecenter (until recently I didn't even know there was one in Osaka). I was a little worried that I'd get lost because this map:

seems to say that the buildings (JR Osaka station and the Daimaru store) are not connected and that you have to exit one to get to the other. NOT SO. I put my ticket in the machine to get past the gate and a look to my left and THE BUILDINGS ARE TOTALLY CONNECTED. Thanks for that non info, site. >:[

... Ever since I had it pointed out that that face looks like a sad bull if you tilt your head to the right I can't seem to picture it as the angry one I used to use it for (Naru. Hint). Although for this it's totally an angry face.

She seemed to enjoy herself at the Pokecenter. Spent more money than she should have (She doubled her budget that she set to spend there) but as most of the things she bought were Christmas presents for her friends she felt it balanced out.

As she was telling me that (a new Pokemon that I have never seen and cannot remember the name of) was her starter Pokemon, she really wanted a plushie of it. And I couldn't help but think of this:



I showed her Osaka castle (But not before almost taking her on the completely wrong train. Whoops. Silly me. I'd like to point out that following me could possibly end in disaster...) and she was happy that we went. It cost 600 yen to go inside and we were both expecting something more... castle-like and less museum-like. The view from the top was nice, though. And, hey, exercise. We walked up and down eight flights of stairs. We also went up the wrong staircase once (There are signs labelled up stairs and down stairs and we just followed another group up the down stairs.) because stairs definitely can't go both ways. I understand that it's for crowd control and that but outside context, stairs that can only go up and stairs that can only go down, it is amusing.

I wanted to take her to eat Gyuudon because it's cheap, fast and delicious. Unfortunately where we were didn't have what I was looking for. (They are pretty much everywhere so not finding one was surprising. Though I partly blame the part of the city. If we were at a more downtownish area I'm sure we'd have spotted one or two... or five on the same street.) So we ended up going to an... interesting donburi place. I know that donburi comes in all different styles but this one had avocado, lettuce and mayo on it. Definitely ... different.

It's always nice to sit down and speak to someone who speaks English, native English, but it was even more fun (for me) to give out random pieces of info that I've picked up while in Japan. Most of the time I can't do that because Japanese people tend to know the things I know already and usually that goes for the English teachers that I've met along the way. Talking to someone who is just passing through is interestingly different than talking to someone who works/lives here.

So I bet, after going through all that, you're wondering how my bike fits into it all.

From my house to the train station it's about a half hour bike ride. I'm trying to bike more, not only for my body but also to gain confidence in biking in Japan as at first (And even still) I found it scary what with the narrow roads and giant trucks. Plus it saves me the bus fare of 360 yen (one way). As I do use my bike fairly regularly I try to make sure everything is working and keep it in good shape. I tested out the air in the tires before setting off and they were good to go. But as soon as I got to the station, suddenly it felt a bit strange int he back. Like I could feel every bump on the road. So I stopped to check and my tire was flat. I'm betting it was something on the road. The road isn't very smooth and I do try to avoid the more sketchy looking parts of it but sometimes running over them is unavoidable. So here I am at my destination but for the way back it looked like I was in a bit of a mess. The rest of the family (The ones who join in on family outings. Of course this means the ghost and Masaharu did not join.) was in Hiroshima. (That was a trip I was supposed to be on because it was supposed to be on Friday but because of rain, they cancelled. So I couldn't join :( ) So I texted my problem to my husband while putting it in the bike parking lot and paying the fee. His solution was to keep it there until the next morning. This was a problem as I was told by the man who operates the lot (I assume) that I have to pick it up by the following morning. He didn't specify what would happen, just that I would have to pick it up.

The following morning comes (I took a bus back) and my husband and I set off to go to a popular temple known for it's autumn leaves... and we both completely forget about my bike until we're about halfway there. Luckily it was still there (I've seen the police take bikes away because of some reason or another but I imagined that something similar was going to happen to my bike...) come nightfall and it seems that the only thing we had to do was pay a fee of 100 yen.

Hooray my bike is back.

But it still has a flat tire. Darn. I'm going to have to fix that tomorrow. Let's see how well I can communicate flat tire to the bike repairman, haha.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Pictures!

I found a ton of pictures on my SD card today. I was surprised that there were so many from last year.



This is a takoyaki stand that was part of a festival last year in my town.



There were also all sorts or other grilled things and things on sticks. I think on the far left of the sticks there's a giant slab of bacon...


This is called castella. Or rather baby castella as it's bite-sized. It was brought to Japan by Portugal merchants in the 16th century. The Japanese love it because it has simple ingredients (sugar, flour, eggs and starch syrup)


This is one of a few kids games at the festival. You get a plate and see how many bouncy balls you can put on it, in one scoop.


Here's another game, the goldfish scoop. You get a paddle made of rice paper and see how many goldfish you can put in the bowl and you can keep scooping until the rice paper melts/rips.

(You can click on the pictures and make them bigger ;) )

Monday, November 19, 2012

Good News!

The crying was not crying.

...

Yep.

Hmm...

I am unsure about leaving this room at the moment. Seems like the ghost brought home yet another girl at 1am (This is not news although he had stopped for a while. Maybe he just didn't have a girlfriend...). The problem is that I can definitely hear the girl crying and the ghost keeps entering and exiting his room, making me feel like I shouldn't interfere. But at the same time... this is my house and I'd like to be able to get to my room so I can sleep...


... I think I'll have French toast tomorrow.

I'm Back

I promise guys that I didn't leave on purpose. It's just when I opened the editor to create a new post, all that I got staring back at me was a blank page. I figured if I gave it enough time that maybe it would fix itself. Months later here we are!

I have a bunch of things I'd like to update on.

I am now an executive member of the KCA, which sounds interesting until you realise that it's all volunteer work. I am the Newsletter Editor which oddly means that I also get to be in charge of other graphic design areas such as creating business cards, flyers, letterheads and the like. I don't mind it as long as it means I don't need to go to the events. Because they have a semi formal event that ... I don't have the clothes for.

I went to their Thanksgiving dinner this year and the turkey was amazing. I've never had turkey so soft before.

Other things... it's difficult to think back through the months. As far as upcoming things I have an acquaintance coming to Japan (Or technically is in Japan now and will be in this area) on Friday. I hope they aren't going to ask me to tour them around because I... fail at navigation. Also asking for directions in Japanese.

I found out that the town right next to this one has a large population of English teachers from other countries, like London, Quebec, Nicaragua, Ireland and the US. Because they live in the same town together, they get together a lot. There is one other Canadian in this town and we see each other once a year. It'd be nice if this town had something like that, though.

I had onion soft serve recently. Took a picture too. Also took a picture of the only coca-cola machine that has an onion decoration on it in the world (supposedly). The onion soft serve was... something that I tried just for the sake of trying it. Not something I would really recommend unless you were a hardcore onion fan. It wasn't terrible. It was like vanilla ice cream with a subtle onion taste. After I got about halfway through I couldn't even taste the onion anymore. So it was like the cheaper version of vanilla ice cream, the kind where you can't taste the vanilla and you wonder if they really put any in it because it just tastes like sugar and milk.

Got my desktop computer up and running after months of problem after problem. (Touch wood?) Which is nice because it's got a nicely sized screen and runs faster than my laptop (sorry laptop! Still love you!).

I'm sure I've got a few more things to talk about but I can't think of any off the top of my head. Probably because it's 1am and I should be sleeping :)

** Updated the picture of the car in the rice paddy as you guys couldn't see it before.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Stuck in the Rice Paddy



Went to go to the Children's English Camp on Sunday and there was this scene outside my house. A car somehow found its way into the rice paddy. How does that happen? A sudden spur of the moment? I wonder what it feels like to drive right off the road and into that rice paddy. There's like a good two/three foot drop between the road and the paddy. Bet that car's got a lot of water damage now.

Monday, July 30, 2012

Hmm... Sometimes...

Sometimes I worry about my husband. The other day when I told him I had drank 3L's of water the first thing he says to me is "You'll get fat!" And my reaction was "Are... are you joking? It's water! About the only thing you can't get fat from..." So he proceeds to call in his mom and double check his facts and in the end he decided with "Well I don't know." I went to the dictionary and pulled up the word bloated (肥大化した) for him and asked him if he meant that I'd get bloated/puffy from the water but no, he meant fat. sigh...

Weird Plant


Try to ignore the fact that I can't hold a camera without it shaking and focus on what happens when you stroke this plant. Can anyone tell me the name of this plant? I'd really like to know.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Akashi Bridge

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In case anyone is interested, I'm around this area of Japan, sort of. No one ever knows the town I live in because it is a small town in the countryside. But this is the nearest city which usually can get some people to go "Oh yeah I maybe sort of heard of that city name before..." This is the bridge that connects Awaji island to Akashi city.

I was at Awaji island last weekend. My husband wanted to go to the seven temples that Awaji has and get a prayer from each. Awaji has seven different gods looking after it - sounds like a very lucky little island. But the temples are all spread out over the island making it a full day trip. However I did have a class to teach that day so we did set out until one in the afternoon. It was also an insanely hot day that day as well and having to sit Japanese style and get a prayer done in a non air conditioned temple was a little much for me. It was for my clothes, at least. By the end of it... well.. things got a little.. skungy, haha. We didn't even get to all of the temples because the temples closed at five. We only made it to four (half an hour of prayer time for each. Everything between was just travel time!). So we decided that we'd come back to finish everything either this weekend or next month.

This was awesome


From a restaurant on Vancouver island. So. Good. The soup was a roasted red pepper soup and it was so delicious. I want to try to copy it but I'd need to go back and do another taste test. The sandwich was also good but it's fairly easy to make as long as the ingredients are available (Like, for example, the bread. Which is not available around here...).

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Chubby Squirrel


Meet Chubby. A friend and I were eating in a park while I was in Canada and this little guy came over looking for some food. I guess a lot of people would feed him as he was pretty brave, sticking around for a while. Although not too smart. I'd throw him some nuts from my salad and he'd only see/catch about 40% of them.

Re: Richie's Butt Burger

I posted that up because I thought it was a strange name for a burger. I guess everyone else agrees with me. I've had this blog for well over a year, if not more and that post is a fairly recent one and yet it's gotten the most views out of any post I've ever done. You guys are all crazy.

Also should I be proud or freaked out that if you search "human damage accident" on Google that my blog is one of the top three links?

Friday, July 27, 2012

How do you treat a sunburn?

I think when I was younger we stuck to Aloe gel. And to prevent that from happening we used lots of sunblock. I don't think that we had any other ways, at least in my family. However I was told today by my Hungarian friend that in Hungary they would slather sour cream on their skin to help the burns. Something about the oil in the skin and some sort of anti inflammatory agent in the sour cream helped it. I don't know if that is true, that it helps or not but I'd imagine that it'd at least feel cool on the burnt skin. Any sunburn stories from your end?

I got terribly burned today. The sun in Japan is insane. Same sun but it feels like it reaches peak temperature at 9am and finishes at 5pm instead of a few hours around noon like I imagine it would be in Canada. I was a little bit worried because I think I had a bit of heat exhaustion. Or a lot of heat exhaustion, I'm not too sure. I had on a hat and actually drank a lot more than I normally would (3L of fluid) but sometime during the middle I felt a bit nauseous and it just spiralled down from there. I don't know what else I could have done to prevent it. I had a cool compress around my neck, would often hydrate myself, wore sunglasses, wore a hat, stayed mostly in the shade when possible... yet being lightheaded isn't a daily occurrence for me. Neither is dizziness, or a rapid heartbeat. I'd like all of those things to not happen tomorrow as I have to do the same thing... And then on Sunday when I'm actually out in the sun all day unlike today and tomorrow where I'd be inside and outside only when I'm moving from one place to the next.