Tonight, in Paris and most other urban areas, is La Fête de la Musique
Not that there’s any point mentioning it: if you don’t live in France, you rightfully don’t give a flying rat’s ass, if you do, I reckon you are all too aware of it by now.
Category: Quickies
Sudden realization…
Don’t take it personally, especially if you got one of these yourself, but…
I think I’m way too smart to be blogging.
Location, location, location…
To the attention of the shopkeeper who has repeatedly been trying to shortchange me during my lunch pause:
Sir,
Either you are in good faith, and truly unable to count up to 20 euros without getting it wrong more than 60% of the time.
In which case, I would strongly advise for a career change.
Or…
You are just another average money-grubbing lowlife trying to improve his profits and survive in the dog-eat-dog world of small businesses by less than commandable means.
And I would then have to question the wisdom of running such a trade across the street from one of Paris’ major universities, specializing in Science and Mathematics.
If anything, I feel a bit insulted.
Prisoner’s Dilemma
It’s noon Saturday. There is absolutely no food in the house, save for a very fat [slow] cat and ten pounds of high-end Parisian chocolate confectioneries…
Compete? Cooperate? Eat the cat?
Lazy Genius
Genius is one percent inspiration, ninety-nine percent perspiration, they say…
Does it still work with a little extra tip of the balance toward the inspiration side?
Electro
Nevermind the fact he couldn’t mix his way out of a wet paper bag… Felix da Housecat’s old House Excursions mix is still to this day one of the bounciest, most badassest, piece of electro ever put together.
Breakfast time
The circling is getting tighter, occasionally it plunges toward me and takes little jabs at my arm with its nose…
Is the cat trying to tell me something?
Japanese Pantheon Update
A new minor Japanese deity is born and she specializes in keitais (Japanese cellphones)…
You may remember Tracey from her previous moblogging contributions to this blog. She is now flying her own colors and has started blogging about her cosmopolitan life in Tokyo and around, at keitaigoddess.com (on a theme beautifully designed by MJ)…
Go check it out now!
87 days…
… that I haven’t had a proper BLT sandwich.
Where do they hide the bacon in this damn country?
Do I have to start raising pigs in the courtyard of my building?
Good to know
- In Paris, Tokyo Lamen (40, rue Ste Anne, near Opera) looks and tastes considerably more like the real thing than the somewhat overrated Higuma (a block up in the same street).
- Ramen and gyozas get two thumbs up, yakisoba wasn’t that convincing… but then again: who orders yakisoba in a ramen-ya? (an idiot, that’s who).
- When experimenting with a new ramen place, always order the miso ramen: less chances for anything to go wrong than shoyu or other more delicate ramens (says Saeko).