Archive for April, 2005

You know it is late when….

Monday, April 25th, 2005
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… you drop in on friends and they are wearing pajamas. Tod and Kristen are not nightowls like yours truly.
〓Tracey〓

Aren’t they cute in their jarmies????

Don’t mind me saying…

Monday, April 25th, 2005
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… but I’m a bit of a curry god, I think…

Current Capital Sins Top 7

Monday, April 25th, 2005

A look at the sins that shape this blogging machine of a man…

And we got in close order:

  1. pride
  2. lust
  3. wrath
  4. sloth
  5. envy
  6. gluttony
  7. avarice

What’s your personal Top 7?

This is pointless enough with just what it needs of self-centered drivel in disguise, that it might make it as the next big blog filler around: knock yourself out, but if you do, in the name of all things sacred, just do not call it a meme. Or I’ll personally go all se7en on your ass. Thanks.

Now, you don’t think I was gonna post a list of flaws without some pathetic attempt at justifying them:

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Forgive me…

Sunday, April 24th, 2005
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… for asking, but since when has “Earth Day” been exclusively about buying consumerist crap?

結婚式

Sunday, April 24th, 2005
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Ran into a shinto wedding ceremony while crossing Meiji Jingu

日曜日

Sunday, April 24th, 2005
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- Got up at 9
- Ran half-an-hour
- Drank a pint-sized homemade smoothie
- Sitting on the grass in Yoyogi park with Rie
- Doing equations and writing my thoughts on superfluid quantum vortices, like a good little boy that I am…

If serious drama doesn’t happen soon, this damn thing is gonna turn into a LiveJournal with pretty pictures of sakuras…

[and those shitty overexposed pics are what you get when you rely on a cellphone screen for luminosity feedback]

Copyright, copyleft and middle-ground…

Saturday, April 23rd, 2005

When I grow up, I want to become a snarky jaded bitter old man, just like him. Complete with asshole-tearing writing skills and all.

Ah, I wish…

No, please, don’t object: try as I might, I know I’m nowhere near that level of bitter, yet… I can’t keep up.

Plus, it just might be that I don’t care enough (I’m told caring only comes with age or when you go off your meds).

But I’m sure glad somebody does.

Hatching Pt. 2

Saturday, April 23rd, 2005
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Hell if I remember which one of the dozen herbs this is… we’ll just hope it’s not weeds (I said weeds).

Skater boy

Saturday, April 23rd, 2005
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JIRO
〓Tracey〓

Skater girl

Saturday, April 23rd, 2005
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YUKA
〓Tracey〓

Skating on a spring saturday!

Saturday, April 23rd, 2005
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The gear
〓Tracey〓

Jazzmen

Friday, April 22nd, 2005

When doing any academic work requiring a bit more than casual concentration, my choice for musical background invariably veers toward jazz.

House or techno is great coding music, but just takes too much of my attention off; and the kind of classical I can study to, also tends to get on my nerves quickly whenever the studying doesn’t go as smoothly as it should…

On the other hand, old jazz tracks, first half of the century, New-Orleans, Dixie, later French stuff… they just got the perfect mix of bouncy instrumental and subdued beat that helps keeping you in a working groove without turning your nerves into a knot. My playlist currently rotates lots of old no-names Charleston big-bands and swing tracks, along with everything I got by Stephan Grappelli, Django Reinhardt or Sidney Bechet…


As a high-school student in Paris, my buddy Pierre and I used to hang out quite often with local jazz musicians. Pierre’s younger cousin, despite being barely pubescent, was an incredible jazz piano player. Last in a lineage of music nuts, he had been enrolled very early on in the family affair, a band that had once, in typical jazz fashion, spanned over three generations and was now composed of the son-father duo completed by a couple other professional players. Among them was Daniel Bechet, son of Sidney and all around talented drummer.

Of the numerous episodes of strangely anachronistic fun I remember from these days, one particularly stands out:

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Hatching

Friday, April 22nd, 2005
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Guess what I lovingly planted in my garden two weeks ago and is starting to pierce the ground amidst the fallen sakura flowers?

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Pudding in a can?

Friday, April 22nd, 2005
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Plus grape jelly in a can! Naturally….

Only in Japan and of course available from a vending machine!

〓Tracey〓

(I do have fond memories of this particular vending machine but the reason has nothing to do with pudding and is a secret! *wink*)

Safari finally got Undo!

Friday, April 22nd, 2005

This is quite possibly the most pointless item posted to this blog to date (all right, competition is tough there), but I’m so ecstatic I can’t contain it (yea, I have no life):

Safari apparently received a minor update in the last OS X package (the ones that gets downloaded and installed quasi-silently through the Update manager), and they have finally fixed the “Undo bug”!

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