Friday, March 4, 2005
I have been thinking of my long silence. The reason and the cause. Why someone who wanted to write so desperately would give up writing. Was it because of too-busy-with-other-more-important-things-in-life or just merely I had got nothing to say.
At first, I thought concentrate to write with one language would make my writing consciousness better, somehow in reality I had proven me wrong. I didn't write at all in Japanese either.
When I want to write, despite individual language proficiency, I will write in any languages I want. Language isn't an issue, anymore. That's the problem.
Blogging needs speed, and less thoughtfulness. And if you have found yourself not right, you should be able to correct it speedily. I couldn't bare that, sometimes.
For thousand of times I have repeated here about my inferiority complex and passion towards English. Swimming in a bottle of alcohol is kind of pleasant, but not knowing one is whether drunk in a wine bottle or a whiskey barrel, one hardly see the problem, for instance how on earth one could get a potbelly when you don't drink much of beer. (I don't have one now, just to let you know.)
May be I should not swim as if like I am doing scuba diving. I got to know how to breathe, for heaven sake.
It was a hell long silence. But.
Silence might be golden. I said to myself.
Coming Home
Friday, March 11, 2005
My day is filled up with dating with this girl called "workie" lately. She is not sexy, but I got to entertain her to go around with life.
Tomorrow I will be going to Sendai and pick up my wife and the kids back on the same day. For the first time, the plural "kids" really mean something different. It's about 2 hours by shinkansen. I am going to travel speedily, to-and-flo on the same day.
"Excuse me, master, I was wondering if the house has been cleaned to prepare for the family's coming home?"
You will be surprised if the answer is an yes. Yes, I am telling you the truth.
"So, get back early and clean it up as much as possible. Your family needs to be promised that the father will be able to take care of them."
"Yes, madam. I will do whatever to clean it up before I leave for Sendai tomorrow."
Tinderbox 2.4
Friday, March 11, 2005
Tinderbox is the software I am using now for the blog, It's been annouced its upgrade to 2.4, a new version with more than 80 improvements. I tried it out and it was really faster on my same machine. That's attractive.
Somehow I haven't found any good reason yet to upgrade because I haven't explored it much even the version that I am using, 2.2. Will see how thing goes.
Channel 2, A Community for Anonymity
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
I have been wanting to write about it, somehow there don't seem to have many English website that provided the basic understanding about the existance. There are a few of course which are worthreading, but there is more to it about this community, and that's what I want to bring it up. Anyway, just list it up first.
Q&A with the Founder of Channel 2 gives you a basic knowledge about what it's all about. Rudolf Ammann did bring up the topic quite some time ago.
But, the above articles are seeing the community from outside, which I think lack of the voices of anonymity. How people being anonymous, why and how they consume the information inside there is still a very interesting topic to me. Will get into it whenever I can.
Who Kill "The Books?"
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Just read a reportage title Who Kill "The Books?" A very interesting one. The books tries to verify "who" are the one who have made the industry falling into a state of depression. This is the case in Japan.
Who are the murder? The editor? Or the circulation system? Be it the publisher themselves? Or may be the bookstores? Could it be the readers?
Has internet treatened the sales of books? Indirectly, but the problem occurs in the system itself. The exhaustion of the whole system starting from writer, editor, publisher, circulation distributor, bookstore. It has caused the quality of the books gone down, and the "good" book can't reach its readers.
Readers are out there. Despite recession, readers still hunger for contents, I think.
EXPO 2005 Aichi Japan
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Went to EXPO 2005 Aichi last week under press preview tour. It was a good experience. Have you a chance, it will be nice to have a look.
Bought a few T-shirts for the kids as it was on sale at the canteen. But, it is still too cold to wear T-shirt now, the daily highest temperature is around 15 degree Celcius.
Spring will come, it must come.
The Briton and the "Americon"
Thursday, March 24, 2005
I was reading a pile of "good articles" previously published in UK at work. Working as if a mirror, one thing I realised was, what a mess the English that I am using! I have never realised the style that I am using have been so americanised.
For instance, "Do you speak British English?" or "Do you speak British English"?
There are differences between the two, I am sure, and yet I don't know them well. (Not the language, rather, the style of them) Ok, it isn't a sin for not knowing, but after the obstinacy to be one pure British colony, it somehow turned out to be a shock to me.
Well, on the other hand, why the pride to being a colony? Long story, you got to find out from where I was born, anyway.
I am trying to find the "reason" why there are so many rules in the language.What I know is only about American style.
For You, For Me, Forevermore
Sunday, March 27, 2005
From the living room is the jazz CD playing For You, For Me, Forevermore by Mel Tormé, making the time flows as if been slow-motioned.
For personal record, I tried to recall from where I should catch up with my update. There seems a need for me to know where I stopped, and I hardly recall the borderline of it. Things are getting too old to recall.
For instance, I thought I should "catch up" just before last Christmas. That was the time lots of things happened, which might be the reason why I lost track of it. But, when I tried to think of the things happened chronologically, I then realised, as usual, things or thought aren't always follow the sequences of physical time.
So, my point to write this post, it means a waste of time. This post is not meant for you, nor for me.
Time passes fast, outside the window. Spring has come. At last. And next week, cherry is going to blossom, fully.
Unconnected
Thursday, March 31, 2005
I lost the connection.
I was on wireless access for a while, then my wife needs the old Mac which cannot use wireless, so I plugged in back the LAN at home. We used to have the LAN as her iMac was the main server connecting the internet, and with a software called IP NetRouter that gave me local client machine to be able to access dynamically.
But this time, I cannot connect to the net myself. I have never felt so stressful for being not able to connect to the net for two days! Something about the cable which I used, but I cannot recall clearly. Got to find out on this weekend.