100-word story: Stroll to Shimo (photo essay)

It takes about 2.5 hours to walk from my house to Shimokitazawa — Tokyo’s little bohemian hub — or longer if I linger in bakeries and cafes along the way, which I always do. The Google-suggested path I take winds through all these tiny pedestrian pathways where the trees and little homes craning out into the road are only a couple yards asunder. It trails … Continue reading 100-word story: Stroll to Shimo (photo essay)

100-word story: The Surprise Visitor

Last weekend I went to one of my friend’s gigs at a British live house in Ebisu called “What the Dickens.” The band is a massive 7-piece ensemble that only barely fits on the pub’s narrow stage. It’s kind of like a folksy ska band — the 7 pieces include: an electric guitar, an acoustic guitar, drums, a saxophone, a trumpet (though the sax and … Continue reading 100-word story: The Surprise Visitor

Part 1: The School Physical

Listen to the story! Music: “Ethereal” – Once Were Ghosts “Moon Child” – Quint Baker “Bolted Doors” – Mr. Bitterness and the Guilty Pleasures “Dream World” – Quint Baker “The 60 Minute Zoo” – Electric Mirrors “Glitch” – Kirk Pearson “Moontime” – The IMG “Tetris” – Stealing Orchestra “Space” – Andy G. Cohen “Reliable Source” – Nicolas Falcon   Read the story: I’ve been thinking … Continue reading Part 1: The School Physical

Candy Button Conveyor Belt

Well I’m back in my favorite $5 coffee cafe again today. Ah the coffee tastes a little burnt today…that’s a shame. I thought I would get here sometime mid-afternoon while it was still sunny through the cafe’s wide windows and might even be warm enough to sit outside for a bit, and I’d settle in for several hours. But through a series of lazy decisions earlier … Continue reading Candy Button Conveyor Belt

The Japanese Cellophane Problem

I’m starting to feel a bit more optimistic about my freelancing just in the past few days. The elusive research article editing company sent me a big assignment last week and then immediately another even longer one after I handed that one in. And the LoveInnJapan people have been giving me consistent assignments every week. Incidentally, something odd is happening in the cafe I’m in … Continue reading The Japanese Cellophane Problem