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• 10.29.07 mid summer Ramblings taken for walkies on this weblog posted in _tales_from_the_past_

  July mid month 2007
  sitting in the hot swells of humidity in a random apartment, i have been told it is one in ten thousand. Although looking at the matrix type structures of the residential blocks on the island i can only imagine a greater number. The latin inspired, cuban instrumental, parisian ex-pat living in tokyo mix slurs on in the background. The small laptop speakers are drowned out by the small air-con unit trying trying trying to extract moisture and cool the living room. Previous legacies of companionship are still with me, lodged in my chest. But the more i explore the sprawl the more i am imbued with a sense of hope.

  

  boards of canada pipe in through black silicon buds, the sun hitting my face, glinting of my screen, before brushing the hair away from my tired eyes. I close my weary receptors enjoy the pre conditioned air and think of the adventure that awaits.
  squeezed fruit will quench my thirst, cool showers and citrus cleansers will fix my skin. lets hope that other european narcotic Christianity hasn’t simply thrown his things into my room. i might just leave the door open and pee standing up in protest.

  

• 06.25.06 it is the little things… posted in _tales_from_the_past_

  it is the little things that get into your sub-conscience, smells and sounds bury tiny seeds into your mind. Locked away until triggered, then they sprout and grow, the sounds and smells bloom in day dream. A different perspective from the past rushes back into the present and overlay the juxtaposes current conditions, the process made me gasp, tears of emotion welled up and goose bumps sprouted all over. I shivered and was lost in the moment.

• 06.18.06 posting from another lifetime April 4th, 2006>>jet set, financial times, the scourge of march winters , tyler brule<< posted in Blog, _tales_from_the_past_

  This whole week i have been trying to think of, write about or even be aware of themes that could turn into significant posts that have enough lift to not fall victum to “my Space” dairy drearyness. Like many bored expats who swear by their news agregator i was skimming the headlines. The germans around me drank cheap sekt and 1/2 chain smoked discussing money, family and subsequent politics [or so that is what my foreign ears could assertain] Trying to get back to the point i linked from the venerable jeansnow-griddskipper and finally realized i was reading a weekend colum in the FinancialTimes by Tyler Brule. [googling t.b, i discovered is Mr.walllpaper]
  the link that i am trying to find is between the tired style of linking good retail experiences and choosing an airline based on it’s uniforms. “tokyo-Celex” exclusive retail outlets, invisible lines you walk through when you are foreign and what one does when they are not a good writer desperately grasping at straws trying to find linking themes between the seemingly random but in truth grossly repetative surfing habits of a 20 something enving 30 somethings. why can’t i be james burke, kaki clad with cool ‘proper british intellectual glasses’ and crzy historian hair.