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Tango Peninsula

Rick Elizaga — Fri, 16 Nov 2007 00:23:33 +0000

I’m wearing my puffy down jacket indoors again, which means summer is over, but I still have these memories of our road trip with Divyam last June. He drove us north to the Tango peninsula on a weekend tour of his favorite places, including (from left) his peaceful old farmhouse B&B, this spa on the beach, and Ama-no-hashidate, where this whole shoal of fish hung drying in the sun.

fujino home

Rick Elizaga — Sun, 01 Jul 2007 04:24:47 +0000

Photos from a relaxing afternoon at the home of a couple we met in Fujino last May. She’s a potter and bead artist, and he’s an illustrator/sculptor. Their living room was a colorful clutter of bicycles, vintage toys, posters, drawings. Hanging from the ceiling: a photo-mobile, koinobori carp flags, and a motorized globe. R2-D2 and Ultraman were there, as was a Picasso-inspired bull’s head fashioned out of a bicycle seat and handlebars. The toys seemed to belong to the 50-something dad as much as to the five-year-old son.

a friend in fujino

Rick Elizaga — Mon, 25 Jun 2007 18:51:13 +0000

Above: Atchan’s morning tea, gumdrops, and English practice. Her lesson book reads:

A: Good morning.
B: Good morning. Did you sleep well?
A: Not really. I woke up several times because it was so hot.
B: Why didn’t you turn on the air conditioning?
A: I wanted to, but I couldn’t find the remote control.
B: Oops! I was using yours because mine didn’t work. I’m sorry.
A: Give it back to me! Now it’s your turn. You’re going to have a hot night.

Mari and Atchan walk through the vegetable garden at Shu, the casually hip and delicious restaurant/cafe where Atchan cooks.

all work and no play

Rick Elizaga — Fri, 09 Mar 2007 00:41:42 +0000

My computer crashed bad last Friday. When you spend as much time in front of the machine as I do, that’s a big deal. On Monday, Mari called a taxi for us and the Mac, and we took it to a repair shop downtown. They stuck a new logic board in it, and it was ready to come home the next day. Under warranty, all free. Not bad!

From my recent photos, it might look like I’m out all the time, but actually, I’m almost always sitting at my desk. I know you are interested, so here’s an exhaustive catalog:

On top of the desk: tea/coffee pot, mug, Tiger thermos pump pot, grocery store sushi, Ikea lamp, pack of loose-leaf organic green tea, keyboard, JBL satellite speaker, iMac showing top secret website mockup, cotton finger cot (My ingenious solution to the problem of how to keep the little rollerball on my mouse clean. Talk about design flaws: The human finger, prone to greasiness and cell-shedding, has sadly not caught up with technology yet.), printout of (super-secret) logo mockups, wireless Mighty Mouse, USB cable, Wacom drawing tablet inherited from a dead dot-com, pile of papers and unread books.
Beneath the desk: Mari’s djembe drum from her crazy hippie days.