Day 8

Day 8 - 12.11.09
Popcorn is nice but there is always some left that refuses to get popped!

Also, for people wondering, this is what 365days is about. You'll get crappy photos on days when you spent too many hours working and come home and realise that you still haven't taken that damned photo. Most of the time it doesn't happen on Day 8 though...

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In other news, I back-dated the photo from Day 7 as not to spam people's flists.

I've started on my photos from San Diego and hopefully I'll post them all before the end of next week or at least before going to Germany/France on the 23rd. Actually there aren't that many photos from there, I think I was less inspired than in San Francisco.

And it's too cold! I know it's going to get colder, probably we're going to hit -15C at some point in February but this whole -2C is too cold for me.

Go Red Sox I suppose.

Baseball game after the reception dinner at the conference in San Diego. A lot of people left after the dinner so most of the seats in the section were empty.

( only +3 )

While looking at these photos I remembered what happened during the baseball game. I was talking to some guys behind me, we talked about conferences and California and other things. There were some players on the pitch and at one point there was some cheering. Just as part of the conversation I asked the guys if the game had started already and they told me that they had been playing for about twenty minutes. I was sure that the players on the pitch were practicing because it sure did look like practice!

I would go as far as saying that I'd rather watch a pro football in Finland than a baseball game where the teams were as bad as the match we watched. It opposed the San Diego something against the Washington something, if I recall correctly. Actually perhaps I'd go even further and say that I'd rather watch a game of Finnish baseball which I have yet to understand but I suppose, since after a certain age, all the participants are rather drunk when someone proposes to play the game it can be fun. I mean, you run in a zigzag and you throw the ball for you to hit yourself!

I'm not kidding about the whole Finnish baseball thing, it's really a sport.

Back to the baseball game though. We left after about an hour, it might have been less but it sure did look that long. The fourth photo clearly shows that I wasn't the only one thinking about leaving.

A review of Jyuryoku Pierrot of sorts.

Gah. I want a book, Jyuryoku Pierrot by Isaka Kotaro or Kotaro Isaka if you prefer the Western way of writing names. Of course it seems that the book hasn't been translated yet. Amazon fails in terms of Mr. Isaka's work, it really does. I want to read it because I loved the film even though the subtitles were wonky on the DVD, my laptop has slight problems with DVDs sometimes. I really think it's a great film, really. I absolutely adored it, I adored the whole nature vs. nurture debate and I will gladly watch it again.

It was advertised as a detective story but in the trailer (you can watch it here but it doesn't have subtitles) they gave away the end, well, you could guess it easily but it didn't take anything away from the story. I must say, I'm not a huge fan of family dramas but it was wonderful and I loved how the two brothers interact (photo of the two of them if you care)

Also, it seems that I keep on falling on films and series where Kairi from Love Shuffle plays (Yoshitaka Yuriko). In the film, she's in about three scenes but she's kind of awesome. The younger brother, Haru, I knew that I had seen the actor before but I really couldn't place him. He's actually the wonderful Otomen kid, I say "wonderful" and he really is, I suppose it's mainly because his character is awesome, I have a thing for guys who can do manual work. He also played the lead in Honokaa Boy, I started watching it on a plane going somewhere far away but the main girl annoyed me to no end. Apparently she disappears after the first ten minutes, I guess I never made it past the first ten minutes then.

This is Okada Masaki who plays Haru:


But back to the book, apparently Isaka's readers find that Pierrot is perhaps his best work yet and I, of course, cannot read it! I must learn Japanese, I must! I bet I'm missing out on so much great literature just because I cannot read the language. That actually can be said about a lot of languages out there. In any case, I must first finish all the books I have backed up in the languages I do know... like perhaps one day finish off Lukjanenko's Watch series, they have them all in Russian at the local libraries too! Whoo!