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<title>Sickness In Japan</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Getting the cold in Japan is just miserable.  Sure, getting sick anywhere sucks, but being from LA where I hardly caught colds and coming to Japan has been a heavy transition.  I've mentioned this to many people that the urban structure in Tokyo faciliates sickness, especially airborn forms.

Basically, you have what I call the "virus pellets" or the subways/trains here.  You virtually are trapped inside on of these things.  Forget earthquakes, fires, gas attacks, etc.  Just the disregard for human interface and replace that with pure greed and inefficiency, and you've got the perfect death trap.  I mean, in the mornings from a station like Kita-Senju, you get millions of people drawing from the prefectures like Saitama and Chiba all heading towards Tokyo.  Stuffing them inside a horribly insulated box, with the heater blasting at max during the winter and then exitting to the high velocity winds, you're ripe for a homostasis meltdown.  Then you get into an office that really is clueless regarding how to regulate room temperature and by the end of the day, you're well on your way to three weeks of misery.

What makes it worse is that when you get some oversized guy just hacking away at you with no where to turn.  For that, you've no choice except to absorb this crap.

I've never understood why the Japanese continue to tolerate these conditions.  I've heard that the Japanese population will decline within the next few years.  But I'm damn sure that having these kinds of conditions aren't helping.

The other thing that just negates any hope for health is the oyaji and little brats on these trains.  First, these oyaji should *NOT* be on trains lofing around.  They are beyond OLD.  Second, their immune systems must be pretty shot, helping to contribute to this syndrome.  Why doesn't Japan just dump these guys in some convalescent home?  They're pretty useless as is, but why do these jokers have to be on the train at the early hours of the day?  Or at least make the old fart train where they can restrain their disease and smell (which are synonymous imo).

Then you get these little brats on the train, who are never taught any manners.  Actually, these are mostly men who should've been spanked at an early age whenever they decide to make a green flingy.  Still, kids are the worst because they have no conscious for society at all, hence having these little peckers just spew their disease all over the place.  Tip to Japanese mothers: use duct tape to ensure that these little virus propagation machine remain confined.

So in closing, here's some suggestions to the Japanese for helping sickness with regards to infrastructre:

1) Make oyaji use trains after early morning rush;
2) Allow anyone to spank a kid if they pick their nose in public and publish it somewhere on the train;
3) Manage the atmosphere conditions on trains and offices better;
4) Do NOT turn up the damn furnace to full blast during the winter;
5) Ensure that the trains have more breathing room or something to eliminate airborn germs;
6) Mitigate the number of passengers on the trains or start building offices outside of Tokyo; there's plenty of great real estate outside of Tokyo.  I see no reason why the Japanese don't start utilizing more land outside of Tokyo to attempt to attract more businesses there.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2004 18:49:28 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Kitasenju</title>
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<description><![CDATA[This area is actually a fairly nice area.  Pretty soon they'll open up a Marui building next to the Lumine department store.  Looks quite elegant from the outside.  They've already got the second floor from the outside open to the public.  Now, it's much more convenient to cross around the area, whereas before it was blocked off.  

Some good things about the new Marui department store I spotted was a Gap, Virgin Records, Kinokuniya bookstore, Tokyu Hands and many more restaurants.  That'll make things even more convenient since they already have the Sony Plaza store, Mujirushi and Uniqlo store in the Lumine building (as well as some excellent restaurants on the top floor).  Add that to the Ito Yokado super market nearby and you've got the making of a nice commercialized area.

Somethings I'd like to see around the area will be another two department stores and/or a Don Quixote and perhaps a market with more foreign goods (a la Peacock or Kinokuniya super market).  Maybe a major toystore as well.  But the area has some fundamental niceties.

It's a good area as well since it's basically a major hub for the people from Chiba and Saitama to enter Tokyo.  You have many of the major lines like the Hibiya, Chiyoda, Hanzomon and JR (Joban) connecting to the station as well as the ones going out towards Saitama like the Tobuisesaki-sen.  

I think more medium or large businesses should start moving towards this area to increase the visibility and lessen the commute times of people from the suburbs.  The central areas in Tokyo like Otemachi, Shinjuku, Akasaka, Roppongi, Ginza, and Shibuya are already far too congested for further development.  Some people are utilizing the landfill areas like Odaiba or Harumi for superstructures.  But I think dispersing away from the central areas would do well, especially to help lower the cost.  Now, that does spell inconvenience for people in areas like Yokohama, Kanegawa or Setagaya, but there's no good reason to centralize businesses in this ridiculous manner.  People should be located closer to their homes than dealing with long commutes.  It'll increase productivity and cut cost in terms of medical bills (i.e. being sent to the hospital from overwork).

Hopefully, Kitasenju and like areas which are potential grounds for development will make more attempts to attract the businesses themselves and increase the commercial aspects.]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2004 21:18:41 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Space</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Despite Nozumi's failure in Japan's mission to Mars, Japan should continue pursuing space exploration yet in a more urgent sense.  The problem with Japan is that despite being an economic power, they lack resources overall, especially space.  No, not outer space, but just having enough land for its people.  Top that off with the limited resources on the land and you've got a worthy cause that should be a top priority for the nation.

Japan should make a push to attract more space scientist/engineer types.  Although Bush has mentioned the desire to have America send people to Mars (which basically stinks of his political gibberish of using the Mars Rover success stories to impel his re-election campaign), there's been talks that his budget increase really doesn't match the amount needed for this exploration (but then again, what does?)  Japan should try to match that type of program, not necessarily to Mars though.  The moon is a safer bet, imo, because of its proximity.

Unfortunately, the complete settlement of anything outside of Earth is a problem in itself.  But there should be an increasing exigency for moving us off this place.  Japan has other problems such as earthquakes.  Major cities like Tokyo, imo, are in danger based on the way they are built.  I'm more for horizontal building structures rather than the vertical ones you see in large cities.  In Japan's case, especially with places like Tokyo, this can't be helped due to the small land resources available.

Two of the reasons why I think Japan is capable of this are 1) they have the willpower and belief in themselves to do things beyond the public's outcry of ethics (in other words it seems as though people are willing to die for their cause out here and the public can generally accept it); 2) the population increase.  it's been said that the poplation will decrease in the upcoming years (which, imo, is perversely a good thing in terms of globalization and resource issues), but to me it's a given that land will continue to be sucked up as we continue to create infrastructure and colonize all of the landspace we're given.  By moving people to the moon or Mars, Japan can decrease the "critical mass" that, imo, is gaining here.  Maybe it's just me but I'd really like it if places like Shinjuku or Shibuya just had a little less people.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2004 11:39:13 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Wearing More Than One Hat</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I've noticed a bizarre trend in computing companies out here.  It seems that IT companies want people to wear many hats in Japan.  So you're not going to be a pure developer or a pure system administrator.  You've got to be able to handle all those functions and more.  At my company, we have no dedicated business analyst.  I was told the NY branch has dedicated business analyst and developers whereas our guys have a combined function.  Sometimes when I examine job descriptions out here, I notice that Japanese is high on the priority even if the company isn't purely Japanese and people inside can speak English.  I believe the reasoning is that they want you to do negotiations and support as well.

I'm not sure if I'm happy about that in the computing world.  On the one hand, you do get to work closer with the business side.  However, I've noticed that some of the tech guys we get aren't very technical; they're more mathematical or business oriented.  Gives me a fairly bad impression of the techies out here because they don't seem all that "hardcore."

But hey, what do I know about this shit?]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Feb 2004 02:00:48 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Marui in Kitasenju</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Got to hit the new Marui in Kitasenju.  Must say that it's really nice inside.  On the first floor, they have a nice food court.  Some shops include Pepper Lunch (sells steak), Takoyaki, Gyoza, King Curry, Baskin Robbin's, KFC, and of course McD's (making it the 3rd in the immediate local area).  Also, they have several shops that sell international goods and a Kiyoshi Matsukaya.  The basement is a huge super market with the typical bento style foods as well as a specialty world cheese shop.  Geeze.

The next few floors above are clothing shops.  The most notable one is the GAP, which out to attract more of the younger crowd (as with Uniqlo which is next door at the Lumine).  

This Marui also boasts a Tokyu-hands, Virgin Records, Kinokuniya bookstore, and an electronic appliance shop (don't remember the name).  Above that is the more fancy dining area.  Expect to spend around $10+ for a meal.  There's a famous Chinese chef who now makes his home at one of these restaurants.  Quite a place as it has it's own reservation desk.

But don't expect it to be easy!  This place gets severely crowded.  I think it's because of the recent opening.  But if you find the place difficult to navigate, try the Lumine next door.  At the moment, it's almost dry of people.  Even the popular Sony plaza was empty yesterday.

Overall, the Marui adds more modern commercialism to the Kitasenju area, but in a good way.  This is what capitalism ought to be like!]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2004 13:01:04 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>More Marui</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Was quite busy again this past weekend.  Lumine was also fairly crowded as was the Sony plaza area.  Good sign of a healthy economy.  I'm happier about spending money on goods rather than trainfare.  I still think they need two more large stores near the area.  I might take back the Don Quixote (although it would be quite convenient) and instead replace that with a Bic Camera (or other large electronics store).  They've added a Nijima which is quite nice, but still more on the pricey side.  I'd like to see a bigger electronics goods shop in the local area so I don't have to hit Yurakucho or Akihabara as often.  At least I can get ink for my crappy printer much easier.

The food court is still quite possibly the most popular aspect there.  Lots of families and young couples hang out there.  I think it should send a huge hint to other department store chains to get in the action.  Personally, I'd take down the kyabakura zone and replace that area with a department store.  It's kinda run down and looks hazardous.  My guess is that it will eventually be shut down, but by whom?  Too bad the food court doesn't stay open past 8 though.  Makes it inconvenient for us zangyou people :(]]></description>
<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 00:45:01 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Disney Sea</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I know I'm not the only <a href="http://www.geocities.com/travelwithyour/dis_sea.html">one </a> who thought of this but Disney Sea absolutely stinks.  So my girlfriend had her birthday on Wednesday and said she had two choices: Kamakura or Disneyland.  Well, I hadn't been to Disneyland (nor Disney Sea) so I decided the later.  Then she mentions that Disney Sea is also there so I figure, hey I've never been to a Disney Sea before, so let's try it!  

Let me tell you: what a mistake!  Okay, I'm no fan of Disney (check out my rant about Eisner), but I gotta make my girl happy.  So sucking it in like a Real Manly Man, I took the hit in the pocket and off we went.  The benefit for me was that it was a Wednesday so the worst crowds were gone.  Plus, it's three years after the park opened so things should be a lot better.  The gate wasn't crowded at all which to me is a great sign.  However, the price sucked!  11000-en for two tickets!  Later I checked the website for my company and found that we could get discount tickets/membership through my company.  Duh!

So that was really fucked.  We go inside and it's pretty freakin' cold.  First, we're near the oceanside (it's Chiba) so the wind is blowing at a pretty high speed that day.  At least it was clear!  And there wasn't anyone inside.  It's already 2 pm so I'm antsy (I have no patience).  Inside, there's really not many people wondering around.  Looks good too.

Then we just arrive when the parade hits and I decide to take a quick peak at the merchandise section.  Wow, what a disappointment!  Everything has been completely localized for the Japanese (except for a few typical items like stuffed animals, shirts, etc.)  The candy just was Japanese style.  Senbei and small "biscuits."  No wonderful fudge shop or the home cooked scent of yummies.

So I eschewed this while a group of people started dancing in clothes that would make Rainbow Brite go blind.  Secretly, I'm wondering how much these guys get paid for doing this?  Anyway, even my girlfriend gets bored of these antics and off we go!  First thing we try to hit is this log ride thing (something about the center of the earth).  Goes nowhere fast as the wait is at least 2 hours and the next fastpass was much later in the day.  So we try the next "main attraction" which is the Indiana Jones ride.  This one was at 4:40 or so!  It was already 2 something and I'm like, "I'm not waiting  1 1/2 hours!"  But there wasn't anyone around!  What the hell?    

Deciding that there's better things to do in life than standing around all day, we try to hit some smaller rides.  We get on this boat which wasn't so crowded ("only" 10 minute wait on a fucking Wednesday!!!) and this thing goes like 30 seconds to the next "port."  What?   That's it?????

Well, at least it's better than waiting around for 1 1/2 hours.  So we start walking around again.  End up going towards that Little Mermaid setting place.  There's this crappy ride that my girlfriend suddenly wants to go on that basically goes up and down, like masturbation (which is probably what the  engineer was doing when he engendered this "stroke of genius.")  Anyway as I'm observing this thing, I notice that it's only 15 seconds.  No kidding!  A fucking 10 minute wait for 15 seconds of masturbation!  Who thought of this thing?

After that we hit this "rollercoaster" that was part of the Little Mermaid thing.  I'm watching this tiny piece of Japanese architecture and realize that it last like 15 seconds.  Is there a pattern going on here?  I mean, these rides absolutely blow!

We check out a few more of these "attractions" (including the Aladain magic show, the Little Mermaid puppet show) and get to the Indiana Jones ride.  Okay this better be something....maybe more than a minute.  I think I remember going on something like this in Disneyland in LA.....and it was MUCH longer.  Or maybe I have alzheimers.  But at least I didn't have to wait too long WITHOUT fastpass.  And these "shows."  What were they?  They sucked!  You had these goofs dressed up in pathetic costumes piloting these puppets and probably hoping that the audience were stupid enough not to notice them (considering the majority were Japanese females waving at them, they at least succeeded in some of their assumptions).  But this thing was just cheesy beyond belief!  Maybe I'm spoiled or something but something just wasn't clicking for me here.

And the food....we ate at the Mexican place.  Just god awful!  My Chichunga was sweet!  at least if you import, import the way it should be.  About the only thing i liked up to this point was this hot dog roll and my strawberry popcorn.  the rest of the place was just ridiculously and obviously mismanaged.  someone in that place (besides Eisner) was making a shitload of money for idiots thinking that this place was cool.

Coming back we hit the obligatory gift shop.  I felt really bad for my girlfriend in some ways at this point.  She's just a normal person who's been brainwashed by her culture and the evil media exported exploitation of the West to come to believe in these characatures.  So I bought her a small pooh doll, which I thought wasn't enough considering it was her birthday.  But she asked for not more.  And here in this shop people including yours truly was helping to feed capitalistic imperialism.  I made some horrible comments about some not-so-good looking girls being "cho-inaka" (meaning really fucking country and inept).  but basically they were buying in huge bundles because this to them was such a big thing.  And the other day Eisner was kicked off the board and probably most of the people there didn't know or really realize the impact of that vote.

It really tells you something about how this country operates.  In many ways, I feel bad about the people's perspective being dronelike.  On some levels they can be really analytic.  Then you give them something like Disney and they lose all common sense of decency and revert to commercialism.

The other thing this place told me was just how cheap Japan can be.  There's some kind of characteristic in Disney Sea that really struck me as what Japan can represent: spending a lot and getting very little back.  Japan is a wonderful place, believe me, but being an outsider from a place that has much resources has taught me just how badly I've taken things for granted.  if i had the opportunity i'd love to bring many of my friends back to the states with me  to show them the full garden that americans enjoy.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 13 Mar 2004 02:15:45 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Fatness?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Okay, not in Japan (unless you're a Sumo wrestler).  But after coming back to LA, I noticed that people here are quite heavy these days.  Is it me or were people always like that out here?

Now, why place something like this on my Japan blog?  Well, I think it's such a complete contrary to what I've been seeing in Japan.  Out in LA, I would be considered "normal" with a slight bulge at the gut.  But in Japan, I'm somewhat fat!  Pretty crazy considering that before it was the Americans supposedly who were thin.  Or was it the media impelling their images overseas?

Hard to say.  But it seems like a bad problem.  Wish I could've seen my former high school classmates just to see if they puffed out as well.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2004 03:14:24 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Who Should Live in Japan?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I ask this question because I've come to the conclusion that the only people that can survive and do well in Japan are genojin and old people (namely old men). I believe that any person under the age of 40 is utterly screwed.  Why?  Looking at the economic situation, the country is practically at a standstill.  Japanese culture itself prevents fast, flexible movement, instead being impeded by cautious steps.

Only the people who were part of the economic bubble during the 80's and before are likely to have any real success.  Older people probably have land handed down by their families so they aren't forced to work to scrounge for the remaining overpriced scraps.  Then the options for living are pretty bad.  You pretty much have to live in Tokyo for a decent paying job.  But Tokyo is a double edged sword because of the insane cost of living.  And you certainly do not get your money's worth out here.  They like to pretend that you're getting a bargain when you're really getting shit.  Perhaps the best deals at this point are internet and certain consumer electronics.  For other goods like housing, food, clothes, etc. you're overpaying.  Especially considering that people out here are so inflated by being brand conscience.

But let's say you are some guy under 40.  Most likely those in their 30's are married and have a family.  One of my friends from work is like that.  In addition, he has a house that he bought through a loan.  He's practically tied down now because of these two factors.  But the options for moving around are low.  And moving internally in the company the prospects are bad because you get these other middle managers and upper managers who cling to their positions.  It wouldn't be so bad if those senior managers did something useful or helped progress things, but I feel that they exist at the company only to continue to leech off of them while using the company card to pay for their hostess bars and golf tours.

Younger people have even less hope here, imo.  Those graduating from college are stuck because the economy isn't very good and they'll be working like dogs trying to earn a living.  Women are screwed because the Japanese don't respect women's rights the way some Western countries do.  You have to be an Ayumi Hamasaki or Norika Fujiwara to really make it out here.  And even then, you gotta fight for your position as many of these pop stars are nothing more than a flash hit.  Afterwards, their promotion company just shits on them and looks towards someone else (but this isn't new if you've seen the VH1 interview with the guys from Warrant).  Still in their view, marriage is the only option.]]></description>
<pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2004 11:20:35 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Smoking out here</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I've noticed that outside of the horrid train system another primary reason why I get sick is from the intense smoking.  Quite often when I go to an izakaya or wrestling event, where people just create these giant fume clouds of carbon monoxide, I often end up getting a horrible sore throat.  What's worse is that these places just aren't vented so you're basically taking in far more smoke than normal.  I think if the train system wasn't crowded (and better vented) and if people didn't smoke so heavily, I'd feel far more healthy out here.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 05 May 2004 12:11:31 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Very Depressed</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Japan at the moment is a very depressing place for me.  With my dad in the hospital, the atmosphere of this place is absolute gloom.  A friend of mine remarked that people here are extremely tense and ready to explode.  Most gaijin probably don't realize this as they might be accustomed to believing Japanese are merely polite people.

On the contrary.  I think the only time people are remotely happy is when they're at a bar.  People work far too hard here and go through extremes in terms of how they live life.  Long work, hard play.  

But that's not the only thing that really bugs me.  It's that you're utterly locked into a single role.  Even the stars out here practically have one calling in life.  I hate that.  They twist the word "destiny" with being pigeon holed.  That's how I feel right now.  Trapped in a cycle of meaninglessness. 

Even with my girlfriend, I feel like I can't go anywhere.  The same thing.  She's utterly a typical Japanese woman.  It's hard to really describe, but when you encounter one and really get to know them, you'd understand.  Making a quick switch of life is impossible here.  People have this belief of A-B-C-D, but don't realize that sometimes you can go directly to Z.  I guess you can say that way of thinking makes the Japanese one of the most stable societies in the world.  On the other hand, it's on the fringe of cracking.  Just one slip and the whole society plunges.

However, thus far this society has managed to overcome the hardships of economic recession.  You wouldn't even believe it out here.  I guess to most here the idea of not being the best is disturbing.  Still though, I guess for a country who evolves in a tiny space compared to other nations, that notion is huge.]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 00:34:47 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Exchange Rate</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Say that the exchange rate now is at 113:1 between yen-to-dollar.  Yeesh.  Just a month or two ago it was 105:1.  I don't know if the bank of Japan will continue to intervene to keep the value of the yen up.  From a personal perspect, I hope they do intervene or that the yen magically strengthens.  Better keep my money in the bank for a while!]]></description>
<pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2004 21:16:37 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Perhaps I Should Return Home</title>
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<description><![CDATA[When I first came to Japan, I fell in love with a world I didn't understand.  I cared about the images rather than the sentiment or lack of sentiment here.  Two years of fully living in Japan later, I begin to understand part of my folly.

I don't know what it is about Japan or why I've been feeling this way.  Yes, my father has problems leaving me to want to return home.  Yes, I hate my job.  Yes, the crowds on the trains piss me off.  And yes, I'm about to break up with my girlfriend.  But there's something bigger that I'm just starting to realize: I don't belong.

I've never felt so unwelcome in a place all my life as this place.  LA is notorious for having rude, selfish, materialistic people.  But I can understand the ones that are like that and be around the people that don't think like that as well.  Here, I feel trapped and that the circle of what I understand is far too small, even though my glimpse has been broader than most.

But I find it ironic that of all places, the country which my ancestors have arrived from is the same country that seems to reject me.  I never considered myself American since I never fully agreed with how society is run there.  However, my base values are utterly and irrevocably American.  I can't help but be defensively nationalistic when I know what feels comfortable to me.  Still I recognize that what I had good in America, I took for absolute granted.

The part that really hurts me about being in Japan is the distance I feel from people.  Communication is one issue.  Yet it's communication through the inherent cultural values that send me reeling.  I think if I were white or black, I would probably find my own niche of acceptance.  But as a Japanese-American, born of 5th generation, that will never be.

It's becoming clearer to me as I feel my work here is futile.  The only way to change this is to become famous or brain wash the country.  Now, don't laugh at that.  But even if I become famous, I foresee controversy because I'm far too open in a country which values subtly and hinting rather than diving straight into the truth.

No matter how hard I try, I doubt that I have any concrete future here.  I don't want to give up, but I feel that it's just hopeless for me to continue sometimes.  Looking at the job market in America improve despite occasional dips in the stock market motivates me further to return home.  My only wish is that I wouldn't return home alone.]]></description>
<pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2004 06:34:29 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Looking forward again to seeing Hanabi in Japan.  I hope to get a chance to see 4th of July in America as well.  Might have to if my father falls worse.  But if things go well (which I'm praying), I would like another chance at hanging at my friend, Shoko's, place over in Odaiba.  She holds an annual event over there.  I got to attend this past year.  Very good.  Food was great (Urs helped provide :) and the festivities was wonderful.  Only two slacking things were the angle (her apartment faces the bridge where the fireworks are displayed....so you have to go outside with the crowd) and the lines back at the station.  Other than that, just a great time.  The fireworks out here during Hanabi season tend to be great.  Another good one occurs at Ibaraki.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2004 18:27:07 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Japanese Women and Sex</title>
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<description><![CDATA[This is a bizarre topic for me....maybe because I come from a primarily Protestant Christian country whose people's lives and values are highly repressed by that dogma.  Japanese though austere in appearance is quite a loose country.  Sometimes I feel as though the Japanese are more in tune with their inner emotions than Americans are, despite all the blatant advertisement of holding values as honest and direct people.

The women are definitely unrepressed when it comes to the issues of the bed.  Although they never mention these issues outloud, they care about it deeply to the point where it's considered an insult if you don't sleep with them (meaning often).  Part of the issue seems to revolve around a lack of self-confidence and extreme amounts of self-conscientiousness.  I think they feel undervalued if you aren't aggressive in that type of relationship.  One theory I have is that most women who aren't Norika Fujiwara or Misaki Itoh type of calibre have a sense of pride and shame about whom they are.  In addition to that sense, they are implanted by the seeds of Japanese culture that the institution of marriage is critical, so when they start growing older the issue seems to spawn more of a sense of insecurity and haste.  More so when they are told that having children at a certain age is a primary requisite of being a wholesome person.

I'm not trying to play up Japanese women as being whores.  They might have bad reputations as being easy and whatnot, but there is a tender issue that is very hard to dissect.  Worse than that though is the fact that you can't directly mention it to them because it is such a sensitive topic.

But between these experiences and from living in America, I find the situation to be extremely peculiar.  By contrast, my Korean friends in college were hyper sensitive about those topics because most were hardcore Christians or Catholics.  Mentioning sex to them was taboo.  Not sure about the Chinese either.  The rest were hard to judge, but it really depended on whom you met.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2004 16:59:34 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Housing Out Here</title>
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<description><![CDATA[If you ever decide to live in Japan, make sure you scale your living cost with what you're used to.  One of my big fuck ups when I first moved out here was finding a place to live.  As a foreigner (dumb gaijin), I was a bit reckless and ambitious rather than thoughtful and cautious.  You really need to watch your wallet along with what your idea of a normal life is.  

I think one mistake foreigners might make when they live here is finding some place in Tokyo.  Tokyo is basically like trying to move out to LA; you think it's really cool, but unless you know what you're doing, it can be just as big of a headache in the end.  Most foreigners want to partake in the stereotypical drink and fuck lifestyle out here.  That's now real a "life style."  It's more like decadence.

Instead, a more sane way to appreciate Japan is to live out in the suburbs.  Places like Saitama, Chiba, etc. offer bigger housing for less.  Of course, getting sponsorship for those might be a bit tough especially if you don't work for some large gaishike.  Japanese are really paranoid when it comes to lending to foreigners because they think they'll end up destroying their property or not paying on time.  Sometimes certain regions won't even allow you to look at property...even when you have a Japanese last name (i.e. me!)

But the thing is that property out here is overvalued and getting that lifestyle you imagine is quite tough.  But just watch out for temptation of getting the bomb apartment out in Aoyama when you can save 80% of that money for a good sized place out in the suburbs.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2004 23:29:25 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Crushed!</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Was crushed today getting aboard the Hibiya-sen.  I can't believe they don't attempt to increase the space for people out here!  It's just an utter nightmare.  First, I get on an already packed train then some brilliant fucks (around twenty) decide that they can get on as well.  Are they crazy?  I could barely breathe on this thing!  Then there was some stinky fuck sitting right in front of me.  A little hint for you gaijin: get an onara women to stand in front of you when you get in these situations.  Hopefully, your company is merciful and let's you go 1 hour late (~10).  anything else is just suicide by suffocation (which probably what the Aum thought when they taught, I mean, hit the line with the mustard gas).]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 31 May 2004 22:32:12 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Rainy Season</title>
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<description><![CDATA[For travellers who have never been to Japan, here's a small piece of advice: avoid the rainy season!  Japan, being a tiny island in the Pacific, goes through a tremendous amount of schizophrenic weather patterns.  They receive a short period of spring before getting slammed with the rainy season.  This occurs right after May for about a month or so.  Some days it's dead humid despite drenching you in a horrible storm.  Then if you're "lucky" you'll be nuked in a blistering thunder storm or even typhoon.  Avoid those typhoons at all cost!  I lost my keitai because it rained so hard one day (not lost meaning I dropped it, but my clothes got so badly drenched, my keitai's electronics just about died!)

Right now we're starting to get this.  Very schizoid weather patterns.  Yesterday and today it rained but later grew mildly cold.  Just two days before it was humid and I could barely sleep due to the sticky feeling.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2004 00:29:45 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Japanese Minister and Murder</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Check this one out:

"Minister blames women's advancement for school slaying."

To give a little background, the situation started when some elementary school girl slashed another school girl's throat after reading the slander that the victim wrote about her on the internet.  The situation has, naturally being in Japan, considered a public outrage.  In response to these events, the 72 year old disaster management minister Kiichi Inoue made the previous comment.  This statement is so ludicrous I'm dumbfounded that this guy could even take a public office based on his ineptness in (post-) modernity.

Saying women's advancement in Japan has caused the slaying of another girl is quite irrelevant considering the way the things were handled.  This is analogous to that fat shithead mother who blamed Judas Priest's music for her little drug head's suicide.  At this point, we might as well start singing the "Blame Canada" anthem just because they're not a real country anyway.

You can't make a snap call like this without examining the environmental facts.  If women's advancement in Japanese society has caused this, why isn't there more slashings?  I mean, does this bozo have some wicked step mother snapping a cat 'o nine tails at his deformed purple penis he obtained at some Soapland bathhouse to conjure up such a conjecture?  Give me a break!  A guy like this makes George W. Bush look like a Phd graduate from MIT.

If you look at the statements this idiot makes, it clearly demonstrates the level of senility in this guy: "It seems to show that assertive women are increasing," the 72-year-old Inoue told a press conference, referring to the Sasebo case. "It must be the first such case involving a girl," he said. "The gap between men and women appears to be have been narrowing recently.

You have three distinct, separate sentences that have no relationship to each other.  1) assertive women are increasing; 2) it's the first situation involving a girl; 3) the gap between men and women are decreasing.  The logic between each sentence are larger hurtles than sending a probe to Pluto.  The thing is that truths can be found in this statement, but the conclusion is inconceivable based on his mundane opinion.

Fortunately, another minister had some sense to comment on Inoue-san's comment: I don't think the matter of male or female has something to do with the fundamental debate.

The truth, imo, is simply that the girl had no constraints and is too self-conscious but not socially conscious.  First of all, how was she able to get away with this?  Where was the crime committed?  In the school?  Why wasn't there some kind of supervisor handling her?  Why didn't her mother discuss the issue with her?  These are more relevant questions than making some broad statement that women's assertiveness is to blame.

If he's allowed to make such criticisms, let me make one major one of my own: the old people in (this) country must be removed from office.  They are offensive, useless, and tiresome.  They offer no suggestions on fixing the country's problem in adjusting to the (post-) modern world, take up this society's compensation without giving back a cent, and are like a fungus you can't give rid of with any type of spray.  They are completely out of touch with the real world and cannot cope nor rationalize with how to handle decisions, instead making criticisms that are far fetched from their little crystal palaces up in the smoke infested mansions.  The world has grown up but these people, much like the WW2 veterans in America, have not.  Instead, they choose to remain in their small world of the past, glorious years in self-pity and refuse to adjust to help the most important things in this country: the future, which is the young.  Instead, we see simply the perpetuation of old ideas which is causing utter stagnation in the society's potential to grow and adjust.  There's not enough plans for economic reform or ways the country can expand into a leader once again.  People are overworked at the expense of these old farts who drive this society like their pet slaves.

Not all of these people are like that, but unfortunately, enough have a voice and choose to utilize that voice to hinder progress here.  Personally, I'd love to see them all bound and thrown into Mt Fuji and have some volcanic explosion that will reduce them into the only useful thing left: soil.  The youth are forced to show loyalty and respect towards these people but they show absolutely no respect for the young's values.  Hopefully, people like this accelerate their rate into the ground so new leaders who are in touch with reality can take over finally.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2004 11:40:50 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Cheap Goods</title>
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<description><![CDATA[No, in Japan goods are not cheap.  But they are cheaply made.  If you ignore electronics and cars for a second, you'd realize that a lot of Japanese goods suck ass because they're flimsy and the Japanese end up skimping on things.  I think even the imported stuff is like that.  Buy a bag of Dorito chips and see how many you can get for your buck.  Or Band-Aid.  Did they localize shit out here?  This stuff breaks so easily!  Or the walls in an apartment.  Take one punch and the whole thing is gone!  I don't think cutting corners on spending here and there is a bad thing, but come on!]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2004 16:27:48 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>What's Work Like Out Here?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[An average day for me consist of waking up almost late (~7 am), scrambling to the local station where everyone rushes to and from the keisei to the tobu-sen, and then trekking down to Kitasenju where I fight through an extremely tight and claustrophobic hibiya-sen where all the inaka (country) fuckers are already crammed in from Saitama.  The people from Chiba coming from the Chiyoda-sen or Joban-sen aggregate this pain.  When you think you're already jammed pack, another 20 morons try to squish inside (probably because they're on the clock).  For roughly 15 minutes I'm crushed with stinky salarimen until I hit Naka-Okachimachi where I transfer, yet AGAIN, to the Oeido-sen,  Fortunately at this stop, I usually can get a seat; or by the next station as more people take off at Shin-Okachimachi.  Then it's off straight to Kachidoki.

Around Monzen-nakacho, another round of Chiba-fuckers cram inside (they're from the Tozai-sen which reeks literally of evil).  These days though I can get a seat for a short period.  At Kachidoki, there's a mad rush as everyone seems to get off here as they run towards Harumi Triton where I work in Tower X.  The entrance is always packed in the morning where people shuffle towards the exit, centimeter by centimeter until finally we get to hit the exit.  About a 10 minute walk down the street is my building, Harumi Triton Square where several massive skyscrapers overlook the ocean near the Tsukiji area.

If I'm on time (between 8:50-9:00) there's a massive group of salarimen from a company below me called "IT Frontier" (note: I've been extremely tempted to stamp "Sh" in front of the "IT" on all the elevators).  This group has several floors below me; yet the wonderful architecture of this building, in giving us 8 grand elevators, still only allows for one elevator access per floor at a time going in one direction.  So you're always queued when these fuckheads are in front of you (my proposal to increase efficiency by %50 in the morning is to bring an Uzi to the elevator on the 2nd floor).

So finally, I manage to wind my way up to the 34th floor where rough 50 email messages (mostly useless mail) await me in the morning.  If I return from vacation, then I can expect at least 1000 email messages per week that I'm off.  The day starts off with calls up the ass.  It gets so bad because people are stupid and we don't have a reliable and smart way of distributing information that I can't typically handle my own work.

Usually, developers come up and pester me all day long, crying like little pussies about how they have some meaningless deadline on the coming day.  Most don't even remember nor respect the procedures that I give them, despite having repeated myself a few million times.  People seem to make my job a million times more complicated.

Anyway, my coworkers usually greet each other with the usual "ohayogozaimasu."  Because I'm Mr. Cranky In the Morning, I usually respond with, "mrmrmrmrmrm...."  Avoiding eye contact with anyone is a good thing at this type of job as most people will either attempt to bother you or worse yet (gasp!) converse with you, putting you back another several hours before you can deliver anything.

Most of my day consist of waiting for 5:30-6 pm.  Realistically, I have to wait until 6:30 because people seem to lock me down no matter what.  We should have a policy where you are legally entitled to shoot anyone who calls you after market closes.  Lately, I've been trying to get out by 6:30 so I can go home and hit the gym.  Gym closes a bit early and it takes a good hour to get home, so the earlier the better.

In between all this noise is something called lunch.  Lunch is a special time because it allows us to be something we usually aren't at work: human.  This is a good time to relax and talk shit about the day before you have to put up (or even) eat shit. Some people take a good 2 hours off because that's the minimum necessary to mentally recover from all the problems and failures from various systems.  

In my line of business, there's no real success stories.  It's just cleanup and fire fighting.  Sometimes you have to fight other people's fires because they don't know how to use a damn hose.  Recently, for instance, we got a bunch of overpaid, outsourced, jackoffs who pester anyone they can to do their little audit job.  Normally, I'd like to help people out, but in this case, I feel insulted because they can't even do the basic stuff of a UNIX engineer.  With guys like this around, you might as well just carry a spare can of gas if you're off to fight a fire.  Just let the thing burn down and rebuild the thing from scratch.

My coworkers are usually good people.  We've developed a kind of chemistry.  People who really know me understand what I might mean because I attribute a lot of the chemistry to my sense of humor in creating a bond between us.  Some are a bit lazy and tend to hand off work rather than taking up responsibility; you might say they are the "smarter" of us since they know how to play the game.  Others work too hard and too long without purpose.  Me?  I tend to waver.

When the typical chaos of the day winds down, I'm usually quite exhausted.  The work itself isn't tough but dealing with all the people is.  It's like having a huge family with a ton of bratty children that keep complaining for food.  Eventually, you'd like these children to grow up and feed themselves but for whatever reason the steps you try to take to get them to see that point never work.  Instead, you just continue hand feeding them and lose hope for humanity.

So off I go back to the station.  I tend to walk a bit slower when I leave since I'm physically and mentally exhausted.  Lately, I've just gone straight home or to the gym since it's summer and that I haven't been sick.  The road back home can be a bit perilous too.  The Hibiya-sen coming back can be packed around 6-7 with all the Saitama fuckers trekking back.  Then back at the Kitasenju station, the explosion of humanoids occur as a portion of them retreat to the other parts of the station as they head towards Chiba, etc.

That's a typical day that I must endure.  Say, that LA traffic doesn't look that bad after all.....]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2004 18:11:28 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Guide to Eating In Tokyo</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I'm starting to think about putting together a new website for eating in Tokyo.  Part of it will be from my own experiences.  Another part might be other people who want to contribute and describe their experiences for various restaurants.  ]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2004 20:48:57 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Bureaucracy and Japan</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Q: "How many Japanese does it take to change a lightbulb?"

A: "100...99 to fill out the form and discuss the issue.  1 to actually do the work."

Okay that's my lame attempt at humor.  But if you've ever worked for a Japanese company or had to make a major purchase (keitai, bills, etc.), this is what you get.  Tons of paperwork.  You'd expect people to be more "environmentally" conscience, but what you find is just too much paperwork and questions.  Why?

I remember hearing a story of how getting some passport sign off is done.  Basically, it goes through a ton of doors before hitting some old dude in some office who just stamps the damn thing.  He doesn't care nor really look at it, but just stamps it.  Heck, I know because it happens at my work.  People are more worried about getting the form for historical record rather than using some system to record it electronically.

After analyzing this situation, I've come to realize one reason why Japan moves slowly.  There are other cultural reasons, but the endless paperwork is such a major problem here.  If they'd be willing to cut that out, they could actually move more efficiently.  Unlike America (or some other countries), Japan doesn't suffer from moral issues when it comes to accepting technology or medicine.  They're one of the most accepting countries when it comes to technology (not to mention a forerunner).  Their only major hindrance outside of the bureaucracy is resources.  However, even if resources are problematic, they still have all this horrid bureaucracy that just slows things to a standstill.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2004 00:47:19 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Missing Harajuku</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Okay, Meijidori was and probably still is one of the worst streets to live directly next to (especially if your building has thin, old walls).  And it definitely isn't a cheap area.  But goddamn, walking through that area tonight made me miss it.  Now, I live out near Kitasenju which is almost the tip of Toyko.  It takes about 40-50 minutes to get out towards Omotesando, etc.  Before, I could just walk outside my home and go anywhere I really wanted to.  Also, I always have to rush home and can never enjoy my time outside.  And the crowds out here are just awful; the trains in the morning are absolute nightmares.  Before I could just walk to work in 35 minutes.  Sure my feet were in massive pain, but at least I never was late (unless I had a bad night).  Too bad those dumbasses at work moved us so far out.  Now, I'm thinking of moving again even though I just moved last year.  Maybe it'll be an annual thing.]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2004 00:28:51 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Sexual Harassment at Work</title>
<link>http://www.keithwatanabe.net/blogs/2004/6/22/6b9b33f5cbcab579eff42a14f3361f1c.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[Japan lacks a culture of sexual harassment prevention; well, not in the way that America has overblown it anyway.  But what's interesting is how it goes both ways.  One thing that happens, I think, quite often at work is that high position managers take advantage or are taken advantage by some women in the office.  It's kinda disgusting for me.  Then again I come from a Western background whose country's history is predominantly protestant christian or catholic.  Still, it's dishonorable, imo, that such people use each other as such.  The thing that's bad is it prevents relationships from forming inside the company, imo.  Imagine if suddenly you break up with your girlfriend in the company and she has another affair with some powerful manager.  Your job basically is DOA.

I have to admit that I wouldn't mind spending some time with some of the women in the office.  I've often time fancied the idea of hiding under a desk or in a bathroom late at night when no one is looking ;)  But hey I'm a guy and I'm human so I can have my fantasies.]]></description>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2004 23:30:50 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>The Day after a Typhoon</title>
<link>http://www.keithwatanabe.net/blogs/2004/6/24/1f2e1ad472029963d8ce0f27ec9dc1b6.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[While typhoons suck major dick, the day after a typhoon can be quite nice.  We had a typhoon two days ago and yesterday was just gorgeous (and super hot!)  Still the day before that was horribly windy and wet.  Not too bad this time as the rain wasn't heavy.  Of course, I'm not looking for the heavy storms with the killer lightning.  That should happen in September I hear.  Oh boy.]]></description>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2004 00:23:28 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Coming to the end</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Well, it'll be at least another two months before I'm really out of here for good (well at least on this voyage).  But I sit here pondering on my system after proclaiming my intentions to resign to HR and my company officially.  

If there's one consumate feeling I cannot extinguish, it's the frustration of my situation.  Of everything that I wanted most, I never was able to become truly fluent in the language of Japanese.  Returning to America will only hinder the bits I learned these past two years.  Each growing day diminishes my willpower to even answer in the language of my surroundings.  At work, I primarily use English unless forced otherwise.

I no longer see work as work anymore but as an obstacle to returning home.  It's only there to pay the last of my bills until I feel stable enough to return on my own merit.  I feel there is no need to even consider doing a decent job at this point as all my hope for getting some return on the effort has been dashed.  What's worse is that unlike other people who made out with large packages, I will get nothing.  Someone with a horrible family problem and a legitimate excuse to sacrifice everything after spending unnecessary nights as a pawn in various managers' menagerie of political games to elevate themselves.  It's all empty for me.

Instead, I would like to spend the remaining days meaningfully: that is with the people I've met and added as my dear friends.  Those are the ones that will continue to be my connection to Japan while I return to the banality of California.  It will be hard to nearly impossible retaining the level of bonds as in many cases, I was already strained from time constaints just as they had their own plans in their lives.  But I will do everything possible to communicate that they are ever welcome in America as a true guest to my hospitality.  In this manner, there really is no end to my connection to Japan.  I hope to forever marry myself with the people through positive contributions of my personality and distinguish myself as a unique entity that hopefully changed Japan in some significant way, even if the signficance was on a small scale.

Of course, I can always come back but it's hard to see myself here when my life has changed by the flick of fate.  Yet I am, indeed, a true wanderer of this world, not really bound anything except where my heart desires to take me at the time.  I think my current situation with my family is temporarily and that some good will come out of this in the end through the sacrifices that I will endure.  

But next time I hope to be better prepared.  I think it'll be easier because of all the friends I was able to acquire.  It's not like coming here on my own just to see wrestling shows.  This time I have true friends who will be willing to lend me a hand if I were to ask.  Of course, I wouldn't blink if they'd ask the same of me.]]></description>
<pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 02:25:15 -0600</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Today was Art Schneider's last day in the office apparently.  There was a farewell party for the public.  I couldn't attend as I had dinner and a movie with a friend.

However, there's a sinking feeling in me as my own time draws near.  I sense an imminent rush to the finish line in terms of ending my stay here.  However, what goes along with that are my relations that I've developed over the years in Japan.  It's not going to be the same moving back, even though two years isn't a long time.

Yet for me, two years was an attempt at discerning my life's meaning.  A great deal of that meaning was establishing as many friends as possible.  I now ponder where they all fit and if they'll remember me after I leave one day.  

Of course the big thing for me is missing all the gorgeous women out here.  There's little or no possibility of the same in California where I'm from.  I'm stuck out there with people who couldn't differentiate a real diet from eating Krispy Kremes.  Everyday I fantasize about having a relationship with one of my office mates or close female friends but those situations like the norm in my life is one of despair.  For instance, the one I had dinner with I just discovered had a boyfriend....in France no less.  How can I NOT meet someone who has a partner?  Why does God trick me with temptation and waste my days into false hopes?

When I return, I'll sacrifice all that I built here for the sake of a dying father and a useless mother.  There are no guarantees when I get back except the banality of LA life.  While I do miss it, being there by myself and my mother is like being in a grey room with no windows and no door.  

Although I extend my hospitality to my Japanese friends (and other foreign friends), the reality of long distance relationships is that you generally lose track, unless you're on extremely good terms with others.  In my experience, the Japanese are difficult in this regards, especially the women.  Don't know what I can do in this regard.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2004 01:59:56 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>My Hope</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Currently lies in the innocence of one little girl who will travel with me to America.  It's almost all but confirmed that my little Starbucks angel will accompany.  Why do this?  Why bring back someone that I met in a day and agreed to let stay at my home within the following day?  What relationship is there besides an obvious conjugal nature?

Well it's not always about sex for me.  Sometimes what's more important is being able to accomplish something in life that is meaningful.  In this case, I want to see if I can give someone their dream.  Before as she revealed to me, she did not have anything, just a regular job and not much hope except trying to continue on.  But as with everyone, she kept dreaming of the possibility of going abroad and learning English.  Sounds simple enough right?

Well, to a young Japanese girl, just travelling abroad with no friends, no contacts, and little information is extremely intimidating.  And costly.  How does one go from Starbucks to moving abroad?  If you're lucky, your parents are rich and can give you anything.  But if you're not, you have to earn every penny and do it yourself.  Even then, if you're working all the time, how do you get the information you need to do this?  Where does one start?  

I think one of my favorite quotes from Lord of the Rings was from Gandalf: "If you're referring to the incident with the Dragon, I was barely involved. All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out of the door."  Sometimes all that is required is just the pebble that starts the avalanche.  So how does one little girl become an avalanche for me?

I don't really need to hold a convention to bolster my ego and proclaim what a great leader I am.  I don't need to sit up on a podium and dictate people's lives on the whim of a treaty.  What I can do though is focus just on one person and change their life forever, and hopefully in a profound and positive way.  And that's what I hope to accomplish in this.

For me, it's about seeing someone grow akin to taking seeds and watching a garden of flowers sprout.  The same aesthetic appeal is there, especially when you know that the person as is has little hope in their own world.  If you can expand that world perhaps they can help others to expand themselves and return as an influence because they learned that there is goodness in this world.  And, indeed Samwise Gangee, that is definitely worth fighting for.

And as I watch this seed blossom in a rose, I too will grow from a small Christmas tree one sees at the market, into a forest.  I hope that with her positive energy that I too will feed off that vibrancy while helping my parents out in this dark period of our lives.  I will have that part of Japan that I've sacrificed, that I've worked for in the past 10 years or so, and bring a part back as if I were able to bring a sample of the country's heart with me.

Everyday I look at her enthusiasm, I will be reminded of the good memories and things about Japan and all that I love about the country.  That will help make me fight on for my family, my friends, and myself.  That is why I rest my hope on a simple, young girl.  Innocence is truly beautiful.]]></description>
<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2004 01:29:18 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Homework</title>
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<description><![CDATA[http://travel.state.gov/visa/tempvisitors_types_visitor2.html

according to the website, before October 26, 2004, people from Japan do not need a typical US Visa (MRP/machine readable passport) after which people will require this information.

http://uscis.gov/graphics/howdoi/NIeligibility.htm

more useful information.  basically, it says that most people can change their visa status (say from tourist to student) as long as they didn't commit a crime.

http://uscis.gov/graphics/formsfee/forms/i-539.htm

this form (I-539) is used for changing or extending visa status (e.g. tourist to student).  people from VWP (visa waived programs) are not eligible for extension.  it is advised that people apply 45 days prior to the visa expiring.  the I-539 Form has a part at the bottom for someone who may (or needs to?) prepare the document.

http://travel.state.gov/visa/tempvisitors_types_students2.html

information on student visas.  big point: you can study on a tourist visa if the length of time is less than 18 hours per week.

http://japan.usembassy.gov/e/visa/tvisa-waiver.html

this link talks more about the Visa Waiver Program.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2004 00:33:31 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Glad to be in Tokyo at the moment</title>
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<description><![CDATA[We had a few earthquakes and monsoons recently, but after seeing what happened to Florida, I feel like I'm sitting at a buffet in Vegas.  Man, I feel terrible for the people out, especially now that my bud Soy decided (at the wrong time) to hit Florida for his vacation.  Doubt it'll be much of a vacation considering his old location was quite close to where the damage was.  Not to mention people just scrounging for rations.  Terrible!  Just after the first hurricane hit and blew that side away, the second one just added salt to the freshly opened wounds.

Kinda reminds of that "Day After Tomorrow" movie that recently came out.  Horrible movie, but quite ironic.  The only thing is that the author is clueless about geography.  Shit ain't gonna happen in California; we're on the WEST coast.  we might get a few earthquakes, but it's the fires that piss us off.

Anyway, maybe Bush should invest a few bucks into that movie (since it's on his level of mentality) and comprehend that his policies are fucking things up for the globe.  When you see shit like this, I think it's a big fucking hint from the Earth to stop fucking with her.]]></description>
<pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2004 00:59:47 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Ready to Go Back</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I finally figured out after all these years why I was unhappy about LA.  This place sucks!!!!  Okay, the positive thing about LA is that the weather is good.  But I'm starting to really see what LA is about: it's a simulacrum of Hollywood.  LA isn't a city (it's a shitty as the Japanese say); it's a bunch of suburbs interconnected by this drug induced manifestation called the freeway system.  When Japanese see the urban lifestyle here, they're impressed by the size and variety.  In truth though, what they're seeing is a thickly covered veil of consumerism.

If LA typifies middle class America, then it defines itself as mediocrity and as a place in which people are indebted to credit systems, banks and slavery (work).  They like to trick you into thinking you have this imagined freedom by giving you "bigger" things or increased quantity of life.  But the quality of life isn't great.  You have issues like home maintenance, car usage, food, etc.  But it's all trash.  

Yes, I have more in LA than I could in Japan in terms of materialism.  I have a better TV, more space, better access to groceries.  But my social life is nonexistent.  There are no real places outside of church, college and work which offer consistent, quality social zones.  Hollywood and Sunset are a fucking joke.  People here are far too privatized to become engaged in social activities.  The ideal Friday night is a buffet and movie on your living room sofa.  How is this socially progressive?

In comparison, my life in Japan was quite good.  My diet was better, I was more motivated in terms of exercising, I was in better shape, and I had more places to meet people.  And those places I could integrate into made me feel special.  Here I indulge in lassitude and the horrors of mediocrity and anonymity, even moreso than Japan since I speak the native language here.

I have no idea why I made my decision.  Maybe I just needed an extended vacation.  However, I can clearly see that it was the worst choice I've ever made in my life.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 19:24:30 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Made Curry Last Night</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Great stuff.  Basically, it's like a beef stew except with tons of spice.  Good for the winter.  Basic ingredients: carrots (3), potato (1), one package of beef (not ground, but stew type), and one onion.  Fry in pan with two tablespoons of vegetable oil until onions are golden brown.  Then put into a large soup pan and add 6 cups of water, put on low flame until vegetables are soft.  Then add curry mix.  Easy!  Only problem is that it serves 10 and might last a few days.]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 12:35:14 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Just Want to Say</title>
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<description><![CDATA[To all my friends in Japan, I miss you all very much.  You are, indeed, very dear to me and I wish I could be there rather than here.  I made such a huge mistake coming back because I realize my life is with you out there.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2005 23:18:28 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Predictable</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Driving home on the freeway today and watching the live clusterfuck coagulate together at the 6:30 rush hour on the 405 with a light shower for some reason brought back residual memories of a moment when I was walking upstairs to my office in Akasaka Park Building one day during a heavy rain.  Had my umbrella out and was getting pounded by the drizzle.  However, there was an unforgetable sight to behold: before me was a line of Japanese salarimen (and women) all waiting to ascend the stairs.  Everyone was in perfect order, but the marched in absolute precision.  One foot stomped down like in a military ensemble.  At the time it was quite frustrating because I simply wanted to jet up the stairs in the rain.  Of course, there's sheer stupidity in that because one could easily slip and lead a tumble with the mass of people waiting underneath you that would look literally like a domino effect.  Now, thinking about the madhouse LA traffic made me appreciate that orderliness.  It was predictable and calm, despite being so rigid.]]></description>
<pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 23:58:31 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Akita/Norther Japan</title>
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<description><![CDATA[saw an interesting picture of these people in something resembling an igloo in Northern Japan (Akita).  they were having mochi and hot drinks as part of a ritual up there.  never been there but one day i'd like to check it out during the winter.  sure it'll be cold as erh...pluto (?) but it'll be an interesting experience for certain.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 00:41:52 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Customer Service</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Went to Best Buy today to pick up some stuff.  A few things I noted.  The guy at the register rudely told me when I went to his side, "There's a line."  I put down my packages and decided that they better earn their pay and clean that shit up.  Next the parking situation was just horrid as usual.  This place is getting to be ridiculous.  Also, the choices here are horrible; in fact, this begs the question, what choices?  After that, Best Buy is quickly becoming like Fry's.  Too many people, very poor quality customer service.  They don't make it convenient for people to get an off-the-shelf computer system either.  And most of the prices weren't marked!

Probably the only advantage at this stage for them is the fact that if your system breaks, you can bring it in.  Doesn't mean shit though since they try to rip you off at the warranty level.

So why does this complaint go in the Japan section?  Because this is all relevant to customer service.  I think that rude fuck at the register wouldn't ever be qualified for anything in Japan outside of a street sweeper, and even then that's complimenting him on his social skills.  Even if Japanese stores rip you off, the thing that puts them miles ahead of people in the states is the customer service.  They know if you're making a transaction that you treat your customer with utmost care.  Because just like that rude fuck pissed me off, they lost a customer.

Call me picky but I think monkeys can be trained to do a better job than most people in the states these days.  People forget to bite their tongue when it comes to being professional.  Did reality TV make everyone an asshole out here?

If there's something that the US can learn from the Japanese, it's the customer service/sales department.  This is one major thing that the Japanese have going for them.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 18:44:58 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Mitsubishi Tokyo + UFJ</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Whoa!  That's going to rock Citigroup's position as the world's largest bank.  6000 jobs cut too.  that sucks.  i used to have a Tokyo Mitsubishi account; not sure I'm glad I cut it (well, I had to).  One thing I would want in that is getting access to UFJ's ATMs.  Tokyo Mitsubishi had terrible ATM access.  I had to walk fairly far to hit one of these.  On weekends late in the day, late Friday nights or holidays you couldn't even access a goddamn ATM machine!  wtf is the point of having an ATM if you can't access it?  UFJ seemed better in this regard though.]]></description>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 20:55:25 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>best site in the world</title>
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<description><![CDATA[http://www.bekkoame.ne.jp/ha/dins/onarafetish3english.htm

nothing can top this website.  period.]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2005 20:40:00 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>i wasn't kidding</title>
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<description><![CDATA[when i said that america is run by redneck, backwater, backwards hicks (if you're offended, good!!!!  but at least you can read!)  here's a good one: US wants to impose "economic" sanctions against Japan's meat/beef ban.  hell, i wouldn't blame Japan for banning American beef either.  fuck those farmers for being lazy stupid assholes.  hopefully they get into some tractor accident and improve the genetic pool.]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 02:33:01 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>oxygen bars</title>
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<description><![CDATA[i forgot if i ever mention these ploys, but i couldn't believe that people actually bothered paying for air.  i know tokyo air sucks because of all the fuckers driving their goddamn motorscooters around  but paying for air?????  why not just take a train to Nikko and spend a few quality hours there instead?  what's even funnier is when some japanese people tried JUSTIFYING that the air was good quality. damn, if i had that much money.....]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 02:35:13 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>Morning Manko</title>
<link>http://www.keithwatanabe.net/blogs/2005/4/15/507de968ffd9271a3f2b2c7bc0611a6d.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[Whelp one of my "favorites," Mari Yaguchi, from Morning Manko quit from her relationship with an actor (some oyaji????).  Apparently, she doesn't feel qualified as an idol star.  I always said that little brat should receive oshiri penpen (and I'd do it with a 15 foot paddle!)  So I guess that there aren't anyone original left in that group.  At this point, they're more of a stage name like Jubilee for young brats in Japan.  But that's why I call them Morning Manko.  Now only if I can procure a 50' paddle for that Maki Goto down syndrome looking brat.....]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 12:29:03 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>why i totally rule</title>
<link>http://www.keithwatanabe.net/blogs/2005/5/20/76143a96319f9deb77062414c047895d.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[http://mainichijapan.com/contest/unseenjapan/19.shtml

there's a contest going on the mainichi daily shimbun website for "unseen" parts of japan.  i entered three shots, which are consecutive.  i think the first one ought to get first prize ;)  enjoy!]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2005 01:09:14 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>this is my next xmas present from santa :)</title>
<link>http://www.keithwatanabe.net/blogs/2005/5/20/54e0bc08d21b21112f7c0e483bb3cb9b.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[http://mdn.mainichi.co.jp/photojournal/images/2005/05/20walker340.jpg

i'd love to take one of these babies riding along the 405 (with real ammo and moving at a better rate of course :p)  this is why i love japan.]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2005 01:38:17 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>get rid of those ties!</title>
<link>http://www.keithwatanabe.net/blogs/2005/6/1/4fff6c6615679c087781a7830d5d68c1.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[Japan's ministry is making an issuance to have public workers dress down in the summer in order to save cost on air conditioning, thus protecting the environment.  controversy pervades this notion as Japan's traditional, slow changing environment will make this custom one that will take a while to break.  to exemplify his words, Koizumi himself had removed the usual suit and donned a blue collar shirt.

despite the well intention, i think this will utterly fail.  first, people won't dress down.  in my interpretation, dressing down means homey-g in shorts and tank top.  can you imagine Japanese bank workers issuing stocks while in their slippers?  yeah, neither did i.  second, the real result would be removing the AC without people dressing down since everyone is too intimidated by social convention to do so. 

naturally, if i were there, i'd lead by example simply by attending work in shorts and t-shirt (during the summer of course).  however, i fail to see the Japanese taking this seriously as fashion conscious monguls attempt to retain their facade of wealth and style by grunting through the heated haze of a summer's gloom.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 13:40:57 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>earthquakes hit tokyo</title>
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<description><![CDATA[origin was Tokyo Bay.  four of them.  hey Shoko lives there and I used to work near there in Harumi.  mother nature is taking a heartfelt revenge against those who had done me wrong over there.

yet don't fear onara women!  i can always supply you with citizenship over here if you fear Japan's literal collapse.]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 22:26:05 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Densha Otoko</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I've said that I absolutely despise American TV, except pro-wrestling.  There's no soul in the writing anymore, especially as more shows go towards flash or these stupid reality flicks.  Enter Japanese dramas.

There's two that I'm watching consistently, one which is absolutely wonderful.  Densha Otoko.  It's about an otaku who loves nothing but anime, computers and games who one day saves a lovely lady (Misaki Itoh) on the train from a horny, old, drunk oyaji.  But the humble heart of this poor kid is so overwhelmed by this woman that he's too inept to figure out what to do next.  so he turns to the internet and these online chatboards to get advice.  

there were times when i was in japan that i'd feel the same way.  i once met a wonderful, lovely woman who worked in a hostess bar.  but because i'm short, wear glasses, kinda chunky around the ribs, and not rich, i felt that this woman didn't like me.  then one day she broke my heart when she told me that she could never be together with someone like me.  i really wish she could watch this drama because for some of us who lack a representation in the world, a good story can change the way people feel.

the sadder (or wonderful) part about this story is that it's true.  i'm sure there's a happy ending in this, but there will be many heartbreaks in between as well for our hero. ]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 08 Aug 2005 00:39:11 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Japanese girl theory</title>
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<description><![CDATA[i met with my friend the other day and asked her where she wanted to go.  she said, "anywhere is fine."  this was the same response mi-whore would say when she was here.  when i took her to fashion island, she had no problems with it (if she were angry then she didn't show it at all).  tonight i called up my other friend lina, who i've been imploring to go to vegas this weekend with my group.  before she was indecisive.  my friend kris said that i should just put my foot down rather than allowing her to make up her mind.  so i suggested strongly that she should go.  she agreed and like a poker player, "Went all in."

so here's the issue: is it me, or is it that japanese women want to be lead around?  i've never been one to lead women around in the passed, so maybe this is one of the things eluding me in understanding japanese women.  of course, not all women will be like this, so the true question comes down to the percentile that behave like this.  my guess is that it's the majority of japanese women out there that have no inkling to really make up their own minds.  it really is easier and even acceptable for the guy to make these decisions for the most part.  probably the only time this becomes sensitive is during marriage when more critical decisions are necessary.  however, during the initial dating (or whatever label you want to give it) process, it's really up to the guy to lead the women, to do their best in trying to impress them and second guessing what their heart desires.

of course, that doesn't necessarily mean that the girl is going to follow along with everything.  like you aren't likely to see a japanese girl suddenly hang out with an unbathed otaku at an AD&D or Star Trek convention.  but if the element has some excitement for them yet uncertainty as well, i think it's up to the guy to make the first move (or second depending on which TV sitcom you watch).

the other thing is that i hypothesize that on average the japanese girl is not expected nor privileged in a position to make most decisions.  maybe once a formal relationship is decided, then the girl will feel more confident in speaking her mind, especially when habits are discovered.  but it's the initial process that's, indeed, the most critical period because naturally that's when a guy wants to create that bond.]]></description>
<pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2005 00:27:29 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>disturbing</title>
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<description><![CDATA[http://mdn.mainichi-msn.co.jp/waiwai/news/20050829p2g00m0dm011000c.html

some of the trends in japan at times deeply make me wonder.  here, you have women's fantasizing over gay love.  well, i guess there's no real difference there than a guy fantasizing about lesbian love.  but usually in my book it's the guy being sandwiched by two bi- females.  

i think i'll stick to my hopes of being loved as an otaku in tokyo.  fuck america!]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2005 14:53:53 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>I want another chance....</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Sometime might be coming up for me to reconnect with Japan.  funny thing is that i was reading my own blogs of times that i was in japan feeling utter despair.  now, i feel utter despair here in LA (maybe i should move to antartica to be with the penguins).  anyway, i definitely was in a different mindset while i was in tokyo.  i think the problem was feeling secure with myself and not seeing the whole picture of my life.  

right now, i feel pretty disgusted with America.  i should've known better the first time i left after 9/11.  however, i, for whatever insanity infecting me at the time, decided to go against my #1 rule of not trusting anyone, and trusted the American public to do the right thing (i.e. vote blue).  what happened?  we get Hurricane Katrina (well those people did....)  reflecting on my past life, i've been balancing things out lately in what i want in my life.  LA life just isn't cutting it.  and i utterly miss tokyo.  i think part of the reason why things were so bad at the time was because everything was hitting me at once.  my father going to the hospital and having a major stroke, my mother becoming mentally incapacitated, my job driving me crazy, being duped by recruiters about the job opportunities here in LA, my ex-girlfriend stressing me out, me burning out in tokyo because of the subway system and lifestyle, bringing back mi-whore, etc.
all these things added up to a tremendous pressure point.  now, it's been released and my mind has significantly cleared itself of the emotional problems and has become more focused in terms of what i want in my life.

i've decided that nothing outside of winning the lottery or someone donating several million dollars to me, will change my family's situation.  staying here will only drag me down and my company as well as others will continue to low ball me to the point where i'm too miserable to care.  so i gotta start living for myself.  i've constantly sworn to myself that i ought to play the bad guy role, but end up being too nice.  not this time.  i have to be the selfish asshole villain and just think about me.  i'm at the point where i'm doing no one any good and people are just taking advantage of me.  now, it's time to do the reverse.

most of all, i want another chance of being over there.  the last time i was there, i literally was diving into an empty pool of concrete for the first time.  it really was my first time living completely on my own and doing things on my own with little or no help. i'm not just talking about setting up my electricity bills (what a pain!), but figuring out how to do everything in between.  this time, i'm going to come in a little older, a little wiser and have a better idea of what i want and how i should do things.

this time i want to be more open minded.  it reminds me of the Chris Benoit DVD on how he went to japan the first time and had a bad experience.  but on his second trip, with some advice from other wrestlers, he tried it again with an open mind that of course led him to where he is now.  i think i'm going to use Benoit as my role model with Japan and come in more open minded.  before i was someone from LA trying to be the typical LA nerd and being a complete non-conformist.  being a complete non-conformist i believe had hurt me in so many ways, namely that i completely had shut my mind off to everything.

this time, i still want to be the anarchist, LA fuckwad, except that i want to try more things.  no, that doesn't mean i'm immediately going to dye my hair and get plastic surgery to look like Kimtaku.  but i want to do more dieting, eat better, exercise more, dress better (hmmmmm....why do these things seem to relate to women....????)  overall, i want to see if i can gain something different this time where i play along with the society a little more.  also, i want to be less negative.  i think it's impossible for me (of all people) to avoid being negative (especially on a bad day), but i don't want to go in feeling desperate like i did the first time.  i want to experience more where i learn more about the culture so i can use it for my writing experiences.  i want to take the role of the teacher rather than the brat and have people look up to me in a positive manner.

also, i want to have more fun this time around.  i do want to party more and stop just staying at home on my computer.  i want to live near shibuya and hang out at hostess bars, getting laid or going dancing.

but if there's one thing i want more than anything else: i want japan to accept me.  i'm going to become the "Cousin from LA."  but you'll all see that coming up sometime :)]]></description>
<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 02:26:56 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>more densha otoko</title>
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<description><![CDATA[every episode seems to hit home for me.  episode 6 was a real tear jerker for me.  poor yamada was embarrassed in showing his  otaku/geeky self in front of Saori.  that reminded me of the time i was really hurt by Masami, the woman/model at the hostess bar.  apparently, everyone knew how much i liked her at the hostess bar.  knowing how japanese women especially have this nasty tendency to spread evil rumors and compound one's misery through pressuring others, the other hostesses must've slowly revealed to her my feelings because i was too cowardly to show my feelings.  then one night the co-owner cornered me and told me that she knew i loved Masami.  it was truly a do-or-die situation for me.  but i had failed and ran out of the place crying when Masami revealed that it would be impossible for her to go out with someone like me.

but everytime i look at yamada and saori (misaki) i think about Masami and myself.  yamada is short just like me and nerdy, no sense of fashion and has a pure heart that is hidden by layers of hurt from years of torment.  he hides himself in anime, computers and games because the world had betrayed him in his social and physical deficiencies.  on the other hand is Misaki, who is elegant, tall and gorgeous (i even wrote Masami for a second).  i had brought up Misaki up several times in my conversations with Masami and some of the other hostesses because of Masami's relationships with other models like Naoko Iijima and Norika Fujiwara.  However, the key point for me was how similar she looked like Reina.  I even have a photo of Reina which bears striking resemblance to Masami (or vice versa). 

the thing that fucked me over was that she believed i only liked her because she looked like Reina.  but it wasn't the only reason.  i couldn't explain my true feelings to her because of my limited japanese.  all i wanted to tell her was that i wanted to protect her because of her past situations and didn't want to see her hurt again.  it hurt me so bad that she wouldn't trust me nor could i reply to anything she said.  my heart was truly broken then.

when i watch the show i wonder if someone in the hostess bar realized that i was gone and really hurt.  i had told all the women how i felt about Masami.  of course, i couldn't tell her myself.  did someone take my situation and write it up on the web?  

the drama itself doesn't look like something written by a guy.  it's far too romantic to be written by a guy (outside of myself).  i have an incredibly hard time believing that this "Densha Otoko" person really exist in the context of the drama or book (people were doubting it too).  I think Densha Otoko is me.  I think one of the hostesses took my situation and put it up on the web, only to pose as me and somehow this whole situation got out of hand.  because i'm such a strong idealist and would emphasize things to no end, i have to question whether or not this is, indeed, the case.

shit, this guy yamada didn't have a girlfriend his entire life.  i'd tell everyone in the hostess club i never had a girlfriend (up until tomoko...but that's another story and that occurred after the fact).  then he used to hang out at Akihabara all the time.  somehow i got classified with being a web junky because i would tell everyone i was building websites all the time.  i don't collect anime, but i have an enormous Lego collection.  and i would show that all the time to the people in the club.  then having the evil stepmother boss....i had that too.  i used to complain all the time at the hostess bar about my job and how shitty it was.

the only thing that would complete this story was the fact that the owner of the hostess club i believe once saw me with Tomoko hand-in-hand.  was it the owner who understood everything and decided to put this whole story and create a crazy context? did she feel that my fantasy of having a girlfriend being fulfilled was a real happy ending, thus creating this drama about my life?  this woman's hostess club was in the vicinity of TBS.  it's quite possible she revealed the story one night about me to some producer.  maybe the drama is produced by Fuji TV, but why limit oneself in that industry?

i'm almost damn sure someone wrote about me.  this is far too freaky and too touching to be mere coincidence.  the writer might, indeed, be a woman, but i certainly must be the real Densha Otoko.  perhaps because these people never came forth, they probably don't really exist.  this is too much fantasy for something like this to happen.  yet the details are too remarkably close to my own life.

here's another comparison.  the little anime figure for me is actually MAX's Reina.  because no one in their right mind would harp as much about how they loved someone like Reina in front of a bunch of beautiful women, unless you were absolutely socially as clueless as i am (or as brutally honest with their feelings).  I am an absolute Reina Otaku.  heck, one of the older members from MAX was named Mina (the name of the anime idol character).  so these things grow more coincidental.  what if they named in the show the character Reina?  

the whole incident with the train i think is completely fictionalized.  if that occurred, why didn't more people pipe up on this 2ch.net and blog it?  the situation exist as a hyperbole to introduce the characters in a romantic, traditional fashion.  would it be so interesting if both people met at an English conversation cafe in Ebisu as opposed to colliding in a train?  of course, it's the most crucial point in the entire story, which is why it's emphasized so much.  but why wasn't this mentioned by more people if this guy was so popular?

the thing is that i really need to go back.  i need to find out what the deal is.  i have to find Masami.  i can't live an incomplete life.  i need to tell her....that despite what happened, i still care about her.  maybe she might be right in that we can't be together, but at least she should know that i am always concerned about her welfare.]]></description>
<pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 03:06:52 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>densha otoko episode 1</title>
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<description><![CDATA[i swear someone in Japan had been reading my heart. i finally got to catch the first episode of this and honestly, i was crying.  poor yamada-san was turning 23 and he thought in meeting that woman, his day would be really good.  instead, his day turned utterly sour from his family forgetting that it was his birthday, to his boss giving him a cruel job, to trying to help a child only to be reciprocated by breaking his ankle and the little brat dumping his work into the river, and finally the new buccho (section chief) giving him a hard time after being late.  later he goes to the top of his secret hangout overlooking Akihabara, wolfing a cake down and contemplating suicide.  

how many times has this happened to me?  my birthday to be forgotten (it's so fucking easy to remember!  i share the same day as Abraham Lincoln!!!!!)  then the rest of my day being ruined by constant misfortune.  there was a cruel remark made by Erika Saito about him bringing otaku luck during her lunch when her fork was infected by a spot.  after all that, it's hard to deal with your life with all that mental anguish, feeling lonely in this fucked up world with no one noticing that you exist.  and if you committed suicide no one would miss you either.  your crimson splotch on the cement would be merely an inconvenience to some daily joe.

the thing that's so hurtful is that birthdays ought to be remembered for the celebration of your existence.  it's not the presents, the cake, the food or anything like that.  it's that people cared enough to recognize that you're alive and had made it through this fucked up goddamned world for that long.  seeing Yamada-san hork down that cake reminded me acutely of my college days when i would do that after a harsh period.  how we torture ourselves for this fucked up society is beyond me.  

i'm still utterly convinced that someone wrote this about me.]]></description>
<pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 02:42:54 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>i hope this works out....</title>
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<description><![CDATA[i have something in the works that may let me return this fall.  please for those of you that actually like whom i am in japan, wish me luck so i can return.  if this job doesn't work out, i'll quit my current one.  i can't stand it any longer.  i'll resign and become a teacher if i have to.  either way, i will return asap.]]></description>
<pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 11:25:12 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Densha Otoko Episode 10</title>
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<description><![CDATA[just saw this one.  i just can't help but feel as though someone is writing about me.  this one has Tsuyoshi returning to his origins of being an Akibakei after Saori tells him she doesn't want to see him again and her brother beats him up. He even quits seeing the message board for a time because he feels that it's best for him.  however, all these bizarre entities somewhat are dependent upon him because they're all now intertwined in his story as well, despite never having formally met him.  so they do a mass hunt for him, figuring that he'd return to his roots in Akihabara, to tell him to return to the board.

i liked this episode.  my favorite character has to be Miho Shiraise.  She's the more contemporary Japanese OL; she's pretty yet opinionated and strong willed, even bullish.  As she had become an addict of the whole BBS thing, she goes to see Saori's brother, Keisuke, to ask what he did wrong to Tsuyoshi.  Because Keisuke is one of those young, hot headed catch guy types you might spot in Shibuya attempting to nab a hot inaka chick for their club, he doesn't quite listen to her.  at first Mizuno (that's her name) acts very womanly and polite; however, his rude response requires an equal retort.  queue Lord Vader's theme.  then EVIL Mizuno comes out.  Keisuke gets shocked by this transformation as he's like, "your personality changed!"

Later to make Tsuyoshi feel better, she goes over to his home to have "tea" but ends up attempting to "show him" a few steps in being a normal human being.  that part is extremely hillarious because initially she again tries to be sensitive, but instead resorts to her faithful EVIL personality, even going as far as raping (or rather stripping) him of his shirt.  however, his only intention is for Saori (probably because he doesn't want to get hurt again) so he defends himself against her (and naturally his sister and father pop in about that time).

the other person who's extremely funny is Kazuya.  again he's plotting to marry Saori, daydreaming of this perfect omiakekkon (formal marriage) by meeting up with her.  then of course, he busts out his little car to present to her.  as soon as it launches through the window, a proprietor shuts the door, causing the thing to crash land in the water, losing the ring as he screams both in his daydream and as he realizes that his scheme probably would end up like that.  nonetheless, his method is to do things traditionally through the omaikekkon style. 

why this episode again reminds me of myself.  first, i've been threatened over women in the past.  i've gotten my feet tread upon and my heart broken because of a serious misunderstanding.  the part where Tsuyoshi gets rejected by Saori and then beat up by her brother reminds me poignantly of the time Masami (the pretty hostess/model in Akasaka) told me off that one night.  i felt so miserable being drunk that i walked home and wept angrily.  

then when Tsuyoshi returns to his roots, i felt the same after trying to become something i wasn't.  for instance, i might just give up and have three In-n-out burgers out of self pity, despite my intention to work out.  i'd go through these phases in Japan where'd i'd work out but then have a female issue and stop.  instead, i'd gorge myself, feeling sorrow and remorse because i didn't see any hope in continuing.  

however, the part of the BBS trying to search for him is what really struck me in this story.  they really wanted to support him through this because he's affected so many lives with his story of hope and romance.  this may sound conceited or odd, but i've wondered if maybe someone was trying to communicate to me to return after unsuccessfully trying to search for me in Akihabara.  like Saori's friends who try to mitigate on Tsuyoshi's behalf, perhaps Masami's coworkers realized something different about me and wanted to give me help in a second chance with her.

Admittedly, this show reinforces my belief that i need to return to Japan asap.  although i haven't seen Masami for a while, i do think about her on occasion.  i've always been concerned about her welfare.  even if she's moved on or found someone, the thing i always wanted her to know was that i cared.  i just wanted her to be okay and that if she were in the care of a good person, my soul could be at peace.  i wish i could be the person to help her, but at the very least i wanted her to know that no matter what, i still care.]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2005 02:44:29 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>so who is Masami?</title>
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<description><![CDATA[since i looked at the hit count on this site and discovered it to bigger than one (i.e. myself), i decided to write more personal content (especially after being inspired by Densha Otoko.....I'm telling you it's really me!!!!!)  but to pull everything together, i have to discuss one of the more personal and tragic tales of my life in japan.  

there's this little English Conversation Cafe in Ebisu called "Cominn" (you can find the link on my site by doing a search or browsing through the links section here).  on my third trip to japan, my friend Bob (who now works at this little hotel/ryokan in Minowa called the "New Koyo Hotel") mentioned that i should do something different.  my first two trips to Japan mostly focused on joshi puroresu because I was unbelievably obsessed with it.  however, at the same time, i kinda have to admit i was looking for a girl to hook up with.  so he suggested that i try one of these places that advertised in the Tokyo Notice Boards (every Gaijin should know about this handy dandy weekly pamphlet).  Com'inn advertises in that all the time.  So we both went down to the area to check it out.

Foreigners fortunately only have to pay a flat rate of 500-en (i think this might've changed which is kinda why i stopped showing up for anything besides the bi-monthly parties).  i was pretty lucky that night as usually the day business involves Japanese speaking with foreigners.  at night though, bi-monthly they hold a party.  i was lucky enough to show up on the party.  met some good people (one young lady looked like Norika Fujiwara!  and there was another by the name of Yoko Shimohara i believe).  although i would depart from Tokyo shortly thereafter, the memories of the place remained.  

later when i returned and moved into Ebisu, i often would visit that place because i had few friends during that time.  however, i made quite a few friends there as i became a regular.  one day one of my friends, Hirayama-san, introduced to me three Bi-jin (beautiful women) during a party.  they actually were all models.  of them all Masami struck me the most.  ironically, she was the only one that wasn't married.  i didn't know at the time (from what i remember).  Masami was a professional model.  she worked for an agency.  apparently, she knew many of the famous geinojin you'd see on TV.  at one point she was good friends with Naoko Iijima and even was Norika Fujiwara's senpai back when Norika was struggling in her career.

anyway, i got her phone number and email.  later, i emailed to meet her when i was living in harajuku.  i asked if she would go to dinner with me that night.  she agreed.

unfortunately, i was a little late (i believe i might've worked out or something; it was in the summer).  we arrived at TGIF since i knew the place.  she told me her story (in japanese) where she was married twice.  in her first marriage, her husband had split with her because he liked her friend better (one of those things).  the second time around she married a businessman but would have a miscarriage.  the incident led to her wanting a divorce.  if it weren't for the miscarriage, she would've had a beautiful girl.  she revealed to me that she still hears her child as if her child was watching from the heavens.  

my heart broke because of such a sad story.  i should've done something that night (like given her a ton of alcohol and taken her home).  but i didn't.  did she think i was rude?  should i have acted then when a woman was revealing her innermost feelings to me?  i don't know what i should have done.  in retrospect, i should've said something.  but i couldn't read her intentions and knowing only what they show in American culture and TV in that you must befriend a woman prior to dating her (which actually is the death of any potential relationship), i tried the traditional route.

thereafter, communication became sparse as she grew busy from her modeling.  at one point, i didn't hear from her for a while.  i was feeling miserable and wanted to be around her.  instead, i went around looking for more parties around Tokyo.  one was at this place called "The Fiddler."  i met some guy running his own import/export business during one of these singles parties.  of course, the place was dead, filled with middle age women looking for a foreigner to rescue her.

so we took off and hit Shibuya where he showed me my first kyabakura called "Baby Gang."  It's right next to Shibuya 109.  met tons of women that night.  from there i got a little addicted and would go now and then.  when january 1st hit, the place would close.  in my insanity, i brought my guitar from harajuku (as it was a close walk), thinking i would be able to serenada an enko, instead finding the place shutdown.  miserably, i returned and sat on my ass again.

the next two months would come and girls came and went.  suddenly, i decided to try emailing some of these people at these places.  i decided, "hey, i got nothing to lose!"  so i emailed Masami as well.  of everyone, only she responded.  she told me she was working at a restaurant in Akasaka.  i was so happy to hear that!  the club had music and she was some kind of attendant.  i thought it was a simple waitress job.  so she told me the directions and i arrived.

this place happened to be more than just a restaurant.  yes they had music.  there were two nightly performers.  one a fairly talented blues guitarist and another was a singer.  but it was also a  hostess bar.  of course, you couldn't call it a "hostess bar."  it was supposed to be different.  they charged you a flat rate of 20000-en, but you'd also buy an expensive bottle of alcohol that would contain your name.  and you'd buy the other girls drinks.  so how's this not a hostess bar?

in any case, they'd eat with you and chat about your problems.  so again how's this not a hostess bar?  

anyway, Masami was dressed in a gorgeous gown.  my eyes felt blinded by her radiance.  of the three bijin that i met, she had a sparkle in her personality.  a very charming laugh and gorgeous smile.  she's also taller than me with short hair and bore a striking resemblance to Reina Miyauchi from MAX.  how could i not fall in love with someone like this?  she had a grace and elegance that i wanted to grasp.

however, she had somewhat of a wicked Japanese female tongue.  at times, i would get the opportunity to eat with two or three women.  they'd always ask me questions like who my favorite actresses were in japan.  so i'd bring up names like Misaki Itoh and Norika Fujiwara.  Man, Masami would just slam them!  She called Norika a fish face, someone resembling a fugu.  On the other hand, Misaki was really bland at her craft, very stiff and had only beauty on her side.  but talent was something very lacking.  i was surprised at how scathing some of her remarks were, drawing allusions in my mind to the character of Rokujo in the Tales of Genji (who, for me, represents the typical, jealous Japanese woman).  from that she would brag about her own feats and talk about her glory days such as when she had a shoot in Santa Monica California.  the other women would appear to be impressed (i think they were faking it), but i didn't think much of it.  a person's accolades don't really hold up for me unless they accomplish it with honor, respect and humility.  in some ways, i kinda found this to be a weird political thing in this hostess bar as if she were trying to state to her coworkers the pecking order and what she represented as a person.

in truth though, i saw past that in that it was a veil to cover up the fact that she had fallen so far from grace.  at the time she was 36 so being a single woman in japan was truly difficult.  as i mentioned, her modeling jobs came less frequently even though i feel she was far more beautiful than these so-called younger talents.  i honestly didn't care who she was associated with in her past.  all i cared about was this fragile woman who i feared would hurt herself by being with the wrong person again.

so i started going just to be with her.  i felt jealous everytime she was with someone else.  the other hostesses were also quite gorgeous, but in my typically single minded obsession, i could only think of one person.  the others in the room were mere ornaments compared to this willow.

to show you how obsessed i was, one day i showed up and found out she had gotten sick.  so i became really concerned but politely declined going in.  yet everyone knew.  they knew about my concern because when the other hostesses came to me, all i'd talk about would be her.

there was one point where her birthday was coming up.  there was one lovely young lady who i believe worked in a lab (apparently she wasn't making enough money).  i forget what label i gave her but she always looked tired and rushed.  when we talked, it wasn't about me.  it wasn't her.  it was about Masami.  i knew Masami's birthday was coming up.  so my dream would be to hold a private party for Masami in my apartment with all the hostesses.  the young lady said that i had a pure heart, which was a real compliment for my character.  i think she felt sincerely touched that i cared that much about someone and had such a devotion to abnegate everything else around me for her.

then one night it came crashing down.  the hostess manager revealed everything.   i revealed that part earlier.  but i didn't exactly mention how badly the fallout hurt me.  i never knew real pain in my life like that.  the only other time was this manipulative bitch from UCI that was a backstabbing mistake in my memory.  but this time, i was so hurt, especially in my drunken state, my pain was magnified a million times.  if you can imagine taking a sword and piercing your own chest with it, that's how my life felt at that moment.  i don't know if anyone else besides Masami would see the effect.  i had paid for the meal in reticence and left equally quiet while Masami, free from this segment in her, waved in the backgroundm the polite hostess doing her job.

i walked home that night through the little secret streets that wound through Nogizaka, Aoyama and Omotesando.  I eventually would walk through Aoyama-bochi (the Aoyama Cemetary).  there's a little bridge that overlooks a road as you're about to leave the cemetary.  I can't say that jumping off crossed my mind, but i felt daring and wanted one of the asshole oyaji taxi drivers to give me permanent anathesia.  my friend Cyndi Bear once told me that she had contemplated suicide on more than one occasion and even attempted it.  she told me that if you were dead, you wouldn't feel anymore pain.  that statement has stayed with me until now.  all the fuckups in this world would go away because you wouldn't need to care anymore.  you wouldn't feel, you wouldn't know, you wouldn't be.

somehow i managed to pull myself through that ordeal.  i don't remember much for the next few days after that.  it was around February of 2003 that was going on.  shortly around my birthday period.  i was 28 at the time (very close to Tsuyoshi's age).  just before that i had my physical collapse after doing something stupid and running up those torturous flight of stairs in APB and wearing a heavy coat.  things weren't going well then.

still, there isn't a period where she doesn't cross my mind.  there are others that are probably better suited for me these days (i won't name names, except Reina Miyauchi or Norika Fujiwara).  but i've always felt that if i could be with Masami, i would be satisfied.  she could be one that would prevent me from pursuing a mad, chaotic lifestyle filled with uncertainty and doubt.  her own downward spiraling scenario would be a reflection of my own, but i'd find strength being with her because i'd feel protective and would do anything for someone like that.

last i checked she had been having a harder time finding modeling positions, instead turning to teaching children.  just before i had met her again, around September, she had, for a period, no job.  money was hard.  she had two dogs and a cat.  she worried more about those animals than her own welfare.  it bothered me that she would put herself at risk for those creatures.  i remember one night i even bought her Godiva Chocolate.  she wondered what the occasion was.  i should've told her how i felt at that time.  so many mistakes....

the thing that bothered me was how she degraded me that last fateful night.  she practically stated something like, "how could i be seen in public with someone like you?  i couldn't be around you!"  why not?  what's wrong with me?  is it because i'm smaller than her?  what about being not so well off?  or what about my akibakei looks?  was she so misguided by that society that she couldn't see a person's real heart?  i've often wondered if that night was a test.  i had failed because i didn't muster the courage to respond.  i let her like so many others walk over me.  and i didn't even put up a fight.

as you can see, i need to set this right.  if anything, i just need to let her know how i feel.  true tragedy in relationships occur when miscommunication is involved.  where one person doesn't let the other know how they truly feel.

just another chance.....please....]]></description>
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<title>Drunk Oyaji on the Train</title>
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<description><![CDATA[further evidence that i'm Densha Otoko.  one thing that i'll never forget and that i wish never had happened was an incident with a yopparai oyaji on the train as i was going home one night.  i believe this occurred when i had moved to Kitasenju because i was still using the Chiyoda-sen at the time and was coming home from Akasaka late one night.  i think i was also drunk and very tired.  but i had gotten onto one of the far end platforms and was looking for a seat closer to where my typical exit was.  so i started plowing through towards the opposite side of the train.

at one point, i had left the door to one car open.  suddenly, this drunk oyaji yelled at me to close the door.  it must've been a supremely bad night for me because i shewed him away.  that caused a stir as he ran up to me and grabbed my arm harshly and told me to close the door.  honestly, i could've taken him down.  i hate drunk oyaji and could've easily picked him up and dropped him on his head.  society would've been better off without an asshole like this.  after all how was i any different than the other millions of guys who leave the doors open as they cross from car to car?

yet rationality prevailed.  my rationality.  i realized causing a stir would do me no good socially, especially because i'm not a citizen and am at the mercy of jailtime and deportation.  i mean, the first image that popped into my mind wasn't being in prison; it was being in prison as someone's soap buddy. so i gave him a harsh glance and closed the door.

i was pretty hot and many of the people on the train were staring at me because it was an incident in a peaceful nation late at night.  sometimes things like this make me wish that we were in an anarchic situation as we could deal with these fuckers with our own form of justice (i'd probably be dead a million times now though).  so i continued going through the train slamming doors behind me until i reached a few cars down where i tried calming myself down.

what if i were a six foot white person, what would've happened then?  i think the guy would've said nothing and just mumbled, "Gaijin Shine yo!"  but because of my short stature and boyish looks, he probably thought he could bully me.  given a dark alley, matters would've been far different.  

honestly, when i think about some scum, that just motivates me more to do better in this world.  i want to eventually go on the big screen so i can shut these assholes up.  they would recognize me like the assholes in my high school days as someone who's made it.  of course, these people overall are meaningless as individuals in the long term.  however, collectively, they're like a swarm of ants that gnaw at your sweat as if you were raw steak.  makes me wish my sweat contained acid or venom.

from this though and watching Densha Otoko, i wondered if someone decided to write the incident on the net. it happened a little afterwards, but these pieces of this weird puzzle are all over the place.  i find the situation too powerfully reminiscent of my own.  ]]></description>
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<title>Densha Otoko Final Episode</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Saw it this morning.  it's not the over-the-top climatic holly-crap motion picture with explosions emanating from each scene a la a Brockheimer.  however, the ending is very satisfying and they do a nice job closing this story with Aoyama reading the message board and reconciling with Yamada-san.

there were some dramatic parts like Sakurai-san attempting to divert Yamada-san from meeting up with Saori so that he could propose to her in an elaborate way (actually that scene was more funny than dramatic).  however, the best part was Yamada-san's kohakushiru (admitting his feelings to Aoyama-san).  you couldn't help but route from him as each word was tense and deep.  not deep as in profoundly philosophical but concerning the person's background and where he came from to the point he arrived in changing just to be with someone he cares about, you truly feel the sincerity erupt from his heart. it's even more wonderful how Saori is there to support him, because the burden is on his shoulders to find himself, find the words that eluded him and not so much convince her of his love, but to demonstrate the courage he has to come this far.  Of course, Saori taking the initiative to kiss him represents simply the saving of another's soul damned by his character.

at first, i wasn't sure if Yamada-san's transformation from a pure otaku into someone who groomed himself was something i wanted to see.  it's almost like an admittance to conformity, that in order to get the girl, one must change himself.  however, in all honesty that didn't seem to matter because i believe she accepts his character for what he is.  his change is for the better of himself as it shows that he'll do more in the future to care for himself.  he's still an otaku and she can accept that matter.  it's not really the core issue.  nor his image.

there have been comparisons between this story and Pygmallion.  however, the primary difference is that society was completely the thing that would change Miss Elizabeth Doolittle.  it was a forced change and an experiment.  Yamada-san's change was more of will where he realized that it was his style of life that he needed to change.  and it wasn't that he was forced to but that he received encouragement from people who supported him and wanted to see him succeed.

i like this story a lot, not just that it reminds me of myself (and no matter what i utterly believe someone wrote about me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), but that it's what many stories lack these days: a simple, good natured story that shows growth and change through the recognition of a problem.  the story allows for humor to counterbalance the general serious tone of the series, but it doesn't ridicule the core meaning to the point where it leaves you with an empty feeling.  a lot of american shows tend to overplay the sarcasm and one liners to the point where the story itself becomes nothing but a joke.  the rest gets overshadowed by the unbalanced sense of humor/sarcasm/cynicism with returning to the focal point of the story (not to mention the stories are so outrageous just to entertain folks here).

again i have to emphasize that i liked the simplicity of the story.  it's honest, eager and earnest.  it really builds this character, Yamada-san, up to be this underdog you can sympathetize with.  you want to root for him because he's so pathetic.  yet he has a good heart which is sincere and only follows what he feels is right just to appease Saori.  Misaki Itoh as Saori is the perfect match because she's just so lovely and elegant that, despite knowing the ending, the completely two different contrasting personas make you wonder how does one end up with the other.  the small things he does are meaningful, humble and altruistic in nature.  it isn't the fact that Saori accepts him so readily, but that Yamada-san needs to show all these elements to her in his own idiom before she's ready to finally accept the entire person.

this isn't an epic.  it isn't over-the-top (well the comedy is but comedy needs to be over-the-top).  it's a true love story that makes it even more compelling that it sorta really happened (minus artistic licensing).  and of course, a good part of this story is my story so what can be more perfect? ;)]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 11:32:30 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>not really final yet....</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Apparently, there's just one more Densha Otoko episode, involving one of Yamada-san's o