I spent the day being lazy and then somehow managed to get showered, dressed and leave the house with pants and shoes on. I then ended up in a place that was kind of odd but kind of fun, in a very superficial Japanese kind of way.

The morning was spent doing very little. I sketched out a few ideas and answered a few emails and then watched other people play games. (Long story.)

Right before She Who Must Be Obeyed came home I got dressed and waited for her to arrive. For the record, this is not a very productive thing to do. After she arrived home there were a few minutes of pleasantries exchanged and then I headed to Tokyo to meet an old acquaintance for a few drinks.

Our initial plan was grass, literally, and we ended up in a strange grotto of food vans, tents and tables that didn’t sell food until 5:00 but were more than happy to sell us bottles of wine and beer.

(Note: this is a brilliant plan as it lets the beer munchies set in before food is even available.)

My acquaintance and I then spent a couple hours boring her significant other with tales of Japanese Woe and English Teaching Woe. He was awesome, though, and very patient.

The odd thing about it all was the location. It seemed to be an attempt to recreate food truck culture in what was, more or less, the equivalent of a joint beer garden in a parking lot. There were several permanent food trucks surrounding a tent and several tables. When we were able to order food, it was delivered to our table when it was ready rather than being slopped out as quickly as possible.

It was all very bizarre, but there was a stage with a DJ who actually played a pretty solid set. By the time we left the place was starting to fill up so they must be doing something right.

I do have a few suggestions for them (craft beer, plates of finger food, water) but that’s for another day, and other friends.