November 25, 2003

Back from the big T: Diseased

Yea, so I got back on the night bus, arriving yesterday morning with class in the afternoon. I was able to meet up with my former language partner, Yumiko, and also with Conrad's friend, Ikuko.

I had an incredible time, and props to my main man Judah for boarding me and showin' me some fun times.

Now that I'm back, I'm (unfrotunately) sick. When I'm more able to breathe properly, I'll get some of those spankin' photos up.

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November 18, 2003

Tokyo, Here I Come!

Tokyo, Here I Come! On my way out the door to catch the bus to Kyoto Station and then take another bus to Tokyo Shinjuku. I'll be there for a week. I'll update if I can.

Cya all later!

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November 16, 2003

Multi-lingual Multitasking

I'm freakin' wired right now. I had a mocha maybe some 6 hours, and I'm still getting lock-jaw which happens to me when I'm OD'ed on caffeine. The energy may also account for my urge to want to do everything.

As the title suggests, I'm doing many things at once. Watching soccer on TV. Err, while reading Banana Yoshimoto's Goodbye Tsugumi. Meanwhile, I'm alternating between Japan-A-Radio and Radiostorm's Pop/Top 40. At the same time, I'm contemplating about the similarities between Japanese and Scheme.

Luckily no one's awake on IRC, or else I may be chatting at the same time too. Aw, crap, and now I'm writing this too.

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The Programming of Languages

A couple of weeks ago, Kat from SFSU introduced me via email to her friend Nikki (whose real name is actually Makiko, but she likes to go by Nikki). In my correspondences with Nikki, she suddenly shoots out a question: do I know a Kayo who lives in Tokyo? Turns out, Nikki's friends with a gal I met in San Francisco named Kayo who attended a couple Kinyoukai's (our Japanese-studying crew's weekly Friday gathering).

So, this afternoon, I had some time to meet with Nikki. Kat had met her on Craigslist a couple months ago while she was looking for Japanese to practice speaking with. And Nikki and Kayo were attending the same language school in SF.

Tonikaku, we were talking about languages, and I noted that I enjoy studying grammar. I didn't really know how to explain it before, but thinking about it again's given me some better answers.

When I first began studying Japanese, I related much of the study of Japanese to the learning of a programming language. Granted, learning a programming language is in no way as complex as learning a natural language; however, in my mind, I found similarities between learning syntax for Japanese and learning syntax for, say, something like Scheme (lambda power!).

What I'm trying to get to is that learning more grammar in Japanese gives me more tools to more accurately and efficiently utilize the language much like how learning (and eventually grokking) a programming language gives me full command of how I want a program to run.

In one case, I'm manipulating how a computer understands my intentions; in the other case, I'm manipulating people's minds... but that's a discussion for another day. :)

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Watch Your Kids

Slashdot's stricken up a hot topic about parental control over Internet access. I think most folks know by now that I'm in the same camp as most of the Slashdot crowd: be honest, accept reality, and give kids the opportunity to accept reality as it is. Let them have the choice of taking the goddamned red pill!

The discussions there reminds me of the old days of Jon Katz. What ever happened to him? Some googling only comes up with old articles by him, and, as expected, his critics. I liked the guy, and I even bought/read his book, Geeks. He even responded to my e-mails. The latest I could find on him was an article (erg, advertisement?) posted on Slashdot in April.

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November 12, 2003

Syncing Palm Vx with iBook

I try not to banter on too much about technical jibber-jabber on here, but I'll make an exception this one time because I couldn't find many answers myself with Google.

I have a Palm Vx. I have an iBook. I want them to be roll around in the sack with each other. Unfortunately, the iBook has no serial port. Instead, these cute puppies only have USB ports, which is fine and dandy for newer handhelds but not for my poor Vx.

USB to Serial dongle? Maybe. Instead, I found a USB IrDA adapter from some German company and supplied by MadsOnline. I figured, "Hey, maybe I can use the IR port for something useless like changing channels from my iBook."

I bit the $58 bullet, bought the dongle, plugged it in, and... had no signs of life from OS X saying what was going on. I pointed my handheld at the IR and ran the HotSync on it but no success. I played around with networking on my iBook, making cute icons pop up on my menu, but that was just confusing me.

Finally realizing that maybe downloading Palm Desktop would be a good idea, I did that, installed it, and tried again. Again, failure. At least, it seemed so. So I goofed around, hoping maybe the LIRC site would have some sort of answer. Oh, crap, that'd mean I'd have to compile stuff, which means I'd have to grab that hefty 300MB Development Tools beast from Apple just to run gcc.

That was all yesterday. Today, I finally realized my folly. Instead of following the directions of the Palm Desktop Installer, I foolishly did not reboot like it so kindly told me to. This meant that the Conduit Manager which detects HotSync requests wasn't loaded, which meant that my attempts at poking signals to the IrDA wasn't doing squat. Doh!

So, I run the Conduit Manager, fire up the Palm and run the HotSync, and... lo' and behold, the thing syncs!

In short, do the following:
  1. Install Palm Desktop on the iBook, making sure to either reboot like it tells you to (you poopie) or run the Conduit Manager
  2. Plug-in the MadsOnline USB IrDA adapter
  3. Point the IR of the USB IrDA to the IR on the Palm
  4. On the Palm, run the HotSync program, choose "Local" and "IR to a PC/Handheld," and press the big square button in the middle.
  5. Wait as magic is performed in this beautiful wireless syncing process!
Note! I recommend not installing the iSync Palm Conduit unless you're planning on integrating existing data with the Apple Addressbook and iCal. iSync does a poor job handling categories, and I find that jazz to be essential to my organizational processes, I just bail all of Apple's gadgets and use Palm Desktop.

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November 11, 2003

Class Nuisance

Today's Quote of the Day at Japan Today is the following:

Japanese students are unbelievable. Hardly anyone listens in class. They talk on their cell phones, sleep or chat, and the professors don't say a word.

That was from a Chinese University student in Kanagawa.

That's strange: I've been saying the exact same thing about the Chinese students in my classes. They sleep. They talk on their phones. They chat with each other.

But let's take another look at today's issue of JT:

Marubeni Corp has decided to sell 1,500 personal computers (PCs) at 90% off after it posted the wrong price on its online site, company officials said Tuesday. Marubeni listed a new PC on the site on Oct 31 for only 19,800 yen, instead of the intended price of 198,000 yen.

What's this? A pricing error and it makes the news? Last I checked, this was more like news on Anandtech or FatWallet. Even Japan has ferengi. ~~~~IWANNA~~~~

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November 10, 2003

Monetary Movements

I was in bed at 10am, contemplating whether I should get up and do things on this rainy day here in Kyoto. I plan on going to Gion, the old part of the city in the East where those gals in kimonos run around and look pretty. Despite the weather, I'll still go.

Anyhow, I'm in bed, and then my doorbell rings. "That's funny, I'm not expecting any guests." I pick up the intercom, and some guy starts spewing out keigo (polite, rather incomprehensible speech) left and right. I let out my best "etto... yoku wakarimasen" (that is, I don't know what the fuck you're saying, but a little more polite than that). He ends up saying something about giving me an explanation, and then he says some more gibberish that I can't understand, and eventually says with a thick accent, "Preazu o-pen ze doa." I open it up, wait for him to come up to my room (or not, hoping it was all a mistake on his part), and eventually hear the knocking on the door.

"Doh!" I think, crawl out of bed, put on a pair of pants and a shirt, and open the door. Turns out, this man in a suit, who I thought was some kind of psycho lunatic trying to steal all my ramen, is from NHK, and he's here to collect the dues for me watching TV. That's funny, last I checked, I wasn't in Great Britty eatin' fish and chips and watching the BBC and paying a licensing fee for my telly. Apparently, there's the same wonderful thing in Japan too. Wait, wait, hold up... why are there still commercials on the NHK channels? Hmm.

So, I pay my obligatory fee for owning my tube, get a free NY Met's keychain (joy and rapture!), and decide that I need to recalculate my expenses for each month.

Nonetheless, I've recently acquired a tutoring gig, meeting once a month to have a conversation in English. I'm thrilled. I love to teach! (Ho-ho!) And money is good too, especially now that I know that Uncle Saamu is gonna be gafflin' more of my yen.

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November 09, 2003

Television Programs in Japan

More observational notes from your favorite dude making his way in Japan.

Japanese television is bright. I watch TV, and it just ain't the same: color contrast is much sharper, and everything just glares at me from the screen. I noticed this when flipping channels and stopping at some American movie (I'm not exactly sure what it was; there was some genius boy being rescued by Bruce Willis, and something having to do with cracking codes and the NSA). Granted, movies shown on TV typically have a darker feel to them, the contrast between the two was greater than I'm typically used to.

Also, I haven't found that much in terms of normal TV shows. You know, that good golly stuff like (OMG, what am I saying?) "Friends," or "Ally McBeal," or "C.S.I."... Y'know, the kind of stuff where you've got characters you can love, hate, ridicule, and make lewd remarks about. Everything is some sort of reality show (I'm not even sure if that's what they are?) or a game show. The most I've seen is a show about a single mother working as a news anchor and who has a small daughter. Sort of reminds me of a Japanese version of Murphy Brown, except this Murphy isn't the strong character like her American counterpart.

And here's something for my favorite pederast, Thierry: I forget the name of the show, but there's something here that spits in the face of Cheaters. Let's say there's a guy, and he wants to play a dirty trick on his girlfriend. He hires this TV show, and they find some other guy to try to hook-up with his girlfriend. This new guy's got an earpiece, and the boyfriend's feeding him lines to say. Basically, the gal's cheating on the boyfriend with the guy that's been hired. I haven't seen the show myself, and I've heard that these peeps do horrible things to these folks. I'll catch it next week!

Do you like food? Watch Japanese television. The media has a fascination with showing food on the tube. There was a game show I saw where people guess the calorie count of foods--kind of like "Price is Right" for food. Another show presents various restaurants around the city. And another discusses the concerns a chef has about his competition and how he wants to keep his food safe for his customers. There are shows that I can't yet understand where stuff is just shown, and guests on the show watch along and make comments, facial expressions, and screams and squeals (well, the girls do most of the squealing when they see the food). More than once, I've seen them being shown food being prepared and served. Then there's another program where I saw some dietician explaining about foods. Food. Food. Food. "Oishiiii!"

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November 06, 2003

Time For the Revolution

I just got back from watching Matrix: Revolutions. I will speak nothing of it at such an early stage. However, I will say that I waited through the credits for my buddy's name and clapped, causing Japanese folks to look at me funny in the theater.

The particular theater I went to has assigned seating, which is pretty damned cool. No need to wait in lines and go hours before-hand to get good seats: I already had reserved seats in the center-middle of the house, ho-ho!

Now, speaking of revolutions and change, there's recently been a new presidential candidate guest-blogging down over at Professor Lessig's digs. Senator John Edwards'
latest entry says:

We need to get kids when they are young, and excite them about science. I will double funding for K-12 teacher training, and increase resources for science education. If we don't get the next generation interested in technology, we risk becoming technology followers, rather than leaders.

I'm a bit peeved by that. Here's what Ivan thinks:
You can preach to me all you want about the hygiene of fruit flies, but that doesn't mean I'll ever develop an interest in the kind of dung fruit flies feed on. Just because someone's exposed to science and engineering doesn't mean that person will fly (ho-ho) head over heels to learn more. People can't be motivated so easily. A good reason to "increase resources for science education" would be a case where there's a high demand for these resources but with short supply. Instead, his reasoning is that there's not enough demand, which, to me, sounds like backwards logic. Sure, we could teach teachers to use nifty mind control tricks (hey, it's possible), but why bother? Perhaps we can find out where the demand is and support those fields instead? People wanna do the things they wanna do, so just use that inertia and flow with it.

Perhaps the problem is choice. WTF am I saying?!

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