tanuki at night

Little Plastic Emily Band

I left my apartment at midnight in search of Tanuki, but all I found were these guys. They're pretty much rad. We had some beers and decided to start a band.

My neighborhood, 7am, 3 hours of sleep, Hangover

It's nice that I like Karato because I'm no good at sleeping, but fucking ace at walking around slightly dazed.

Japanniversery

Saturday was my one year Japanniversary. Traditionally(in Western tradition at least), the first year anniversary is marked by a gift of some type of paper good. Japan and I decided that we will honor this tradition, but we will exchange washi and origami. My gift to myself will be a new tatoo. Which year is the "skin" anniversary?

wide island

Even though there was a huge festival with thousands of people in yukata(summer kimono), I returned from my weekend in Hiroshima with only pictures of the three of us. And we were definitely feeling the love for each other, thanks in a part to some initial ground rules (no techno, no talking about Ken, no being bossy, etc.)and an impromptu game of "Who Can Complain the Least."

Feelin' the love is easy with cocktails on tatami mats...

...or on the dance floor.

Marko and I returned to our seedy love hotel to find Lou passed out with the light on. So we played art fags in the bathroom, documenting the removal of my eyeliner.

Happy and hungover in front of the A-bomb memorial. It is an odd feeling when there is really no right way to be in a place.

We rode with Marko to Iwakuni and delighted in our first Tex-Mex experience in Japan. (Get your gob 'round that, Marko!) With bellies full, Lou and I said "bai-bai" to Marko and skipped local trains back home to Shimonoseki.

I'm a quitter

Having just quit smoking, these "Smoking Manners" posters, which can be found all over JR trains and stations, seem especially poignant.

http://www.jti.co.jp/sstyle/manners/ad/change/gallery/index.html

happy birthday to me

vodka plus marko equals rad

Marko really doesn't have a colon.