Ok, continuing the "what do people have on their desk" line of things, theres a guy with a plastic model head on his desk now. This on its own isn't scary. I also did the name. Her name was clarice, she was officially the coolest person in the world and she looked great in hats. It IS scary, however, when you adorn your dummy head with a very serious and expensive looking Gimp mask!
I suppose I should be really worried when it disappears from his desk...
On this note, can anyone come close to trumping any of my workfellows on desk accessories? Whats the most interesting thingy on your desk, and how much space does your computer stuff take up? For me, it has to be either the strange flying rabbit plushie, or the ghoard of cans and plastic bags.
Simon commented about how straightforward the mapping and building system is in Smalltown America. Japan couldn't be more different. It seems road builders and house builders are fighting a fierce battle for supremacy. Rarely do the roads run parrallel, for they work around any buildings that existed before them. This gives rise to small odd polyhagonals of land in which new houses amazingly spring up like weeds.
And they do literally spring up. I currently get to witness 2-3 building projects on my way to work. Overnight, one empty worksite grew into a seven story mass of scaffold and girders. Even worse, I went to lunch along a particular road one day, came back an hour later to find the road filled to bursting with cranes, diggers and scaffolds. For a country which considers "artist" to be a dirty word (seriously), they certainly take to designing their cities like a three year old with powderpaints.
If the haphazard building arrangement doesn't confusciate you, and you can survive the kanji signposts, you'll never get used to the best trick of the Tokyo jungle: Houses are numbered according to age. So #3-5-1 would be the first house to be built in the fifth segmentto be declared in the third district. This might be the other way round... I havent got th ehang of the right-left left-right thing the japanese do with their writing yet. Naturally, wandering around looking for a certain number is more futile than trying to take on the Mongol Hoarde with a soup spoon.
If it weren't for my superor scouting instincts, I'd probably be lost somewhere in Osaka by now.
Amount by which my Street Map Of Tokyo rocks: huge
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