Bullets not ballets

Maybe you'd think on a busy-packed business trip I wouldn't think of posting anything at all but you'd be wrong. On the other hand, this dance leaves me with no time. So, some pitchers.

We had the hotel transfer our luggage to Tokyo so we wouldn't have to mess with it, and took the bullet train with all the other suits and wore the same clothes the next day and tried not to smell bad. As with everything else, that was about two thirds successful.


The riot of color that is Shinjuku (or just about any other part of this crazy city that not only gets eaten regularly by Gojira but inspired the scenes in Bladerunner).


I don't know, man. It's Japan.