stompie smax goes to japan

fall respite

jiyugaoka - keeki capital of the world

it was a great lecture, dude.

my very bad day part 1: "it's okay, i can send it by mail" doesn't mean "please ignore me and keep messing with my important fax until you defeat the wayward machine", either in english or japanese. thanks for the use of your fax machine; no thanks for the humiliation!

my very bad day part 2: DANG am i tired of people glorifying the use of women as plot points rather than characters! it's not particularly new, and it's not particularly interesting! giving a free pass to gross misogyny carried out in the name of art really does not make me want to listen to the rest of what you have to say. neither does mentioning lars von trier, ever, without immediately following that name with a torrent of invective. all in all, 9_9

my very bad day, in summary: STICK A FORK IN ME AND SIGN ME UP FOR THE LESBIAN SEPARATIST COMMUNE ALREADY, 'CAUSE I'M DONE.

everything you read on elyse sewell's blog is true

particularly the bits about weave.

except, instead of being mean and demanding, apparently everyone who works in fashion in japan is extraordinarily nice and solicitous. they wonder: are you sure you don't want some chocolate? how about something to drink? hand massage?

perhaps they're not all like that. maybe these folks were so lovely because they're affiliated with rie , the queen of wonderful.

 

would that we could all be like helen thomas

an auspicious sighting

rarely-spotted highway bag bunnies, grazing by the light of the moon.

all the whining that's fit to piss me off.

OH THE PLIGHT OF THE UPPER MIDDLE CLASS WOMAN WITH AN ADVANCED DEGREE OR TWO!

while my working mother fears that the shitty economy will shut her place of work down, leaving my parents clinging to solvency by the thread of my father's salary, these POOR DEARS have been FORCED to go SIT IN OFFICES! these true barometers of suffering are so important that we can only fleetingly mention those other women who can't afford not to work, ever, not just in economic crises! that other kind of woman who doesn't go back to work after giving birth, the ones who can't afford child care? FUCK 'EM. NOT INTERESTED.

sorry for the inconvenience

the saddest missing cat poster i've ever seen

  "i have a high voice, like a ktten's!"

little dude in my drink

...is surprised!

toga!

first, it was yasuko's turn to wear the birthday crown, at our last rehearasal before hitting the road:

many trains,

and late nights,

 

 

 

and early mornings, too:

and finally, the performance:

 

 

 

おつかれさまで〜す！