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An Afternoon Off, With Popcorn and Accidents

Today was actually a happy accident, although I didn’t realize that at first.

After much hemming and hawing and complaining about the heat (summer finally arrived with a vengeance) I decided to go see Avengers: Age of Ultron. I was done marking exams and had finished all my final marks in the morning and needed to get out of the house. Because of the heat, She Who Must Be Obeyed offered to drive me but I pointed out I needed the exercise as I’d been inside for three days straight.

At the theater, which is only a couple train stops, a bit of a walk and quite a bit of sweat away, I was shocked to discover I was only being charged 1,100 yen (or $8.90 right now). The usual ticket price for a ticket is 1,800 yen ($14.58). When I glanced at the colorful board next to the register all I noticed was that there was a discount for people 55 years old and older.  At first I was surprised and a bit annoyed and then I was like, cool. My graying hair is coming in handy all of a sudden.

It turned out though, after careful inspection, that the theater has adopted a policy it calls “Happy Mondays” where all tickets are discounted. (There are already student discounts.) There are also discounts for having a store card and for coming early in the morning or late at night. I guess I’ll have to wait to exploit my graying hair.

These discounts are interesting because they mean, at long last, that the theaters are having to lower prices to sell tickets and concessions as streaming slowly becomes popular in Japan and most young people watch videos on their phones.  If these discounts last, it means I’ll probably go see more movies.

Today I did my part for the theater by ordering a couple hot dogs for lunch and then getting popcorn and an ice tea to enjoy during the movie. The popcorn was good (and fresh, which is not always true with that theater before noon). According to my scale, means the movie got an automatic three stars out of five.

The movie itself was good, although it was plagued by shaky camera nonsense and not enough Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch. It was especially good to see Jeremy Renner get the chance to speak in more than grunts and knowing glares.

The next movies on the list don’t arrive until December (the new Star Wars and the new James Bond). I hope I can see them on a Monday or my gray hair fools the staff.

 

 

Getting Back the Whatever it Was Again

I’ve written before about the post-marking malaise but today’s was especially odd.

I tried spacing my marking out more this term. In the past I’ve usually done intense bursts of marking followed by burn out, malaise, denial, more marking and lots of British detective dramas. (And that’s just the first two days.) This term though I had a daily quota. I did a percentage of the tests each day and then stopped. The theory was the quota would leave me time to do other things which would eliminate the malaise.

It didn’t quite work that way.

Marking has a habit of stretching out to fit the time available. Even after all my years of teaching I can only take student writing in small bursts. Part of this is a result of reading dozens of different types of handwriting writing written in different shades of pencil grey.  I’d like to require my students to write in pen but I don’t have the patience for the memos and meetings that requirement would involve. (Also, the cross outs and rewrites would get sloppy and probably be even harder to read.)

Reading grey writing on average quality paper begins to hurt the eyes after a while. That and the bad English slowly ruins the brain and I have to do something else for a while. That slows the process down. Then, after I finished my quota, I find I’m too tired to do anything else.

Now that I’m finished with my marking, I’m trying to reorder my brain into doing other stuff. The problem is that involves organizing stacks of stuff that has been set off to the side to make space for exam papers. I’ve got notebooks and pens from the ISOT that I want to test. I have a list of people I met at the ISOT I want to contact. I have a list of products I want to review and I have no idea is some of them are actually for sale yet.

The problem with that is the initial inspiration for most of what’s in the piles has been lost. Also, they’ve been mixed as they’ve been moved and removed and moved again. The sorting takes time and doesn’t actually count as doing something productive.

Tomorrow is a light day–mostly double checking marks and getting ready for pass backs–and it’s a chance to do something productive.

That doesn’t mean I’ll do something productive, but at least I’ll have the chance.

 

The Not As Bad As We Thought Timing of Wishes

I mentioned before how we were expecting a lot of work to be done on our apartment at a time when it wasn’t particularly convenient. I was expecting the worst. Instead what we got wasn’t so bad. In fact, it was more than we expected.

While I was at the ISOT, She Who Must Be Obeyed had the day off. That was the day the repair teams arrived and attacked our apartment without mercy.

In one day they replaced the six tatami mats in our bedroom. They are still a bit green, meaning they are brand new, and She Who Must Be Obeyed assures me that they smelled great at first.

While they were in the bedroom they also replaced all the wallpaper, not just the parts that were peeling off because of humidity. While they were replacing the wallpaper, they also repaired a couple small holes our girls had created in the walls from practicing various dance moves and/or rough-housing.

(Note: according to our girls the holes were created by “I don’t know,” whoever that is, so we’ve punished both just to be safe. Once “I don’t know” is located, he/she will also be punished.)

(Note: Yes, I am aware that, officially, I Don’t Know is on third base.)

Unfortunately, they also removed the screw I’d installed to hold our air conditioner remote. This means the remote could end up anywhere and probably will.

In the variety room, they patched the ruined section of floor covering that had come loose because of humidity and then slowly been shredded by my chair. I’d covered with a blue plastic cover that had to be taped down to keep it from sliding. Now, there’s a brown spot that doesn’t exactly match the floor covering. They also gave me an extra bit to serve as a floor protector.

The old plastic cover now serves as a humidity shield in our closet.

Finally, they brought the newly screened screen doors meaning we could enjoy the unseasonably cool weather without sharing our apartment with random insects.

It all went so smoothly that I kind of wish I’d broken a couple other things just to see if they’d fix it. That said, I’m now waiting for the next thing to break. And something will break, I’m pretty sure of it.

 

On Marking and the Happy Dance

Some day I actually will dance the Happy Dance of Joy in the hallway, but that will probably be my last day at the school where I work and will probably involve lots of references to Johnny Paycheck, (although, technically, given my work situation, most of that will have happened before with some of it to come after).

(Note: the Happy Dance of Joy looks a lot like a fast version of what these ladies are doing.)

Today we gave back junior high school exams and that means I won’t have to see my worst class until September when autumn starts. Adding insult to insult, my last class today was my worst class which meant I had to hang around until the afternoon to deal with them.

Fortunately, someone had threatened them in exactly the right way and they were surprisingly calm even though there wasn’t much for them to do. Although I was glad to be done with them, I wasn’t in the mood to dance. (Note: I am almost never in the mood to dance even when alcohol is involved.)

Passbacks involve getting the students sat down; writing some scores on the board; handing out answer sheets; handing out exams; correcting any mistakes; and handing out the speech contest print.

Today, for the first time in a while, I had a number of students bring up tests with marking and math mistakes. (Long story involving Japanese instructions and changed minds and bad powers of observation.) I corrected a few mistakes which led to a rush of people trying to lobby that something was a mistake. Complicating the issue is that this test is the only test where I actually mark the long writing. In the future I will just read it and give points. Today, though, I try to show how I mark by, well, actually marking.

This leads to students counting my marks and trying to match them to their scores whilst I try to explain that’s not how it works. A perfect long writing that’s off-topic gets almost no points. A long writing that’s long on coherence and mistakes will get a high score.

Once that was over I felt like doing the happy dance. However, if that’s going to happen it will happen at the end of the year when I never have to see the bad class again.

I probably still won’t dance because I’ll probably end up with some of the same students next year.

Random Oddities at ISOT

Part 2 of my International Stationery & Office Products Fair Tokyo coverage: Random thoughts.

During the ISOT, a young guy almost let me ruin a notebook before an older, wiser man realized what I was about to do and answered my question before I did.

I was in the Sanyo Shigyo booth which featured a collection of random items with paper covers and I was about to subject the top two pages of a thick 352 page notebook/notepad called the Paper Mille-Feuille to my wettest fountain pens. The Paper Milles-Feuille features a tough paper cover that, if I understood the designer correctly, was layered and compressed to make it feel like board. It was square and glue bound on one side and I couldn’t tell it was supposed to be a desktop notebook or a giant notepad. (It would depend on how well the binding held up.)

The paper was smooth but before I tested it, the older man told me it wasn’t fountain pen friendly and ink would bleed through. Not wanting to ruin the notebook I took his word for it. The younger man assured me they were working on finding paper to make it fountain pen friendly and wanted to know if I would buy it. I said, as diplomatically as possible, that I already had too many notebooks but others I knew might like it.

I also suggested he have some paper samples nearby for people to try.

The Mille-Feuille next to a Field Notes notebook. Wide angle distortion makes the FN look giant.

The Mille-Feuille next to a Field Notes notebook. Wide angle distortion makes the FN look giant.

In fact, I spent a great amount of time convincing notebook makers to make small, fountain pen friendly notebooks. The DESIGNPHIL booth had several new MD notebooks that are, for the most part, fountain pen friendly but other booths did not. To prove it, DESIGNPHIL was handing out small notebooks made from their paper.

The DESIGNPHIL booth was awesome.

The DESIGNPHIL booth was awesome. (And bigger than my apartment. This is only half.)

MD Notebooks. the Bottom right has a paper cover that feels like leather.

MD Notebooks in the DESIGNPHIL booth. The Bottom right notebook has a paper cover that feels like leather.

At other booths I suggested the pencil case makers have leather versions of their products. As much as I like my nylon Nock Co pen cases, they won’t age as well as leather. Lihit Lab, which makes some popular pen cases, didn’t have much that I liked. Even their large carry-alls were designed for people who only carry one or two pens. (I’ve heard of such people existing, but I don’t know anyone who’s actually seen one. They are Bigfoot to me.)

Part of Lihit Lab's booth.

Part of Lihit Lab’s booth. You can see that the carry-all on the left only has slots for two pens. 

Then there were the oddities. I mentioned before that King Jim, which specializes in oddities, had a vibrating pen for helping you massage your neck when you’ve been writing too long. These are interesting, but it’s not something I’ve ever actually wanted.

That's not a stylus at the top, it's a button that triggers a massage.

That’s not a stylus at the top; it’s a button that triggers a massage.

The also had a Pen/Stylus with a nock. Undeployed it’s a styulus; with the nock depressed, it’s a ballpoint pen. I know myself too well and I know that scratched screens would ensue with something like that.

This is a ruined iPad waiting to happen.

This is a ruined iPad waiting to happen.

The most unusual, though, as if a vibrating pen weren’t unusual enough, were the leather slip covers/carriers for Yamato liquid glue. Yamato glue is ubiquitous and cheap. A couple bottles can be had for around a hundred yen and everyone I know in Japan has at least one bottle somewhere in their house. Putting a leather slip cover on it would be like having a leather carrying case for a Bic Cristal.  It may look cool but you’re turning a cheap product into an expensive accessory.

These look kind of cool but don't seem necessary. Also, what keeps the glue in the cone?

These look kind of cool but don’t seem necessary. Also, what keeps the bottle in the cone?

There were a couple other oddities worth mentioning. One company, and I neglected to write down the booth’s name, had notebooks made from random paper, some of it rough, dark graph paper that seemed more useful for show rather than for use. They also had folio sized blank books that seemed as if they were destined to be guest books for an artists desktop sketch book. Or they were just for display, I still can’t decide which.

One of these things is not like the others.

One of these things is not like the others.

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Day With Stationery and Business Deals

Like all things in Japan it began with a speech. Then there was another speech. I felt both speeches in my bones because I was standing near the speaker and the volume was set to “STUN”. The speeches were followed by introductions and a ribbon cutting ceremony. And then I got in with no one realizing I was an impostor.

Today was the first day of the 26th International Stationery & Office Products Fair Tokyo (ISOT). When I first heard about it, I applied to enter as a member of the press, using my blog and promises to write things for the Pen Addict and other blogs and was surprised to get accepted.

To get in, all I had to do was present two business cards. My name was located on the official list and I was given a press pass and an arm band that allowed me to take photos.

My press pass and the floor plan of the venue.

My press pass and the floor plan of the venue. We were free to visit all areas.

The ribbon cutting ceremony. The speaker set on STUN is below the gentleman on the left.

The ribbon cutting ceremony. The speaker set to STUN is below the gentleman on the left.

Once inside we had, if I’m doing the math correctly, 10 US football fields’ worth of exhibits we were free to visit.

The ISOT section occupied about 2 1/2 football fields with the biggest booths being near the entrance.

Looking down the long side of the venue. The white frame in the distance is half way to the far wall.

Some scale: The white structure along the ceiling is halfway to the far wall. One third of the venue is behind me.

Because it was a trade show that was not open to the public, it was common to enter a booth and hear a group of people making valuable deals on the spot. Most booths had at least one table set aside for business meetings and one booth attendant who could speak English and who always tried to get you talking.

I, of course, went looking for pens and paper. Except for Zebra and Kuretake, not many of the major pen manufacturers had booths. King Jim had some pen oddities, including a pen with a built in spot vibrator that activates when you press it against your neck.

I did manage to find a number of interesting pen manufacturers from Korea and Turkey. Because I was from the USA they wanted to know if I knew how to get them access to the US market. I said, “pay me a couple million dollars and we’ll figure it out together”. Well, that’s what I should have said. Instead I suggested they contact Jetpens.

The most interesting exhibits were a Korean pen manufacturer who sells clicky markers and white board markers, and a Turkish manufacturer (link in Turkish) with some good cheap ballpoint pens. Kobeha (link in Japanese) had SUITO Cleaning Paper which is designed to clean fountain pen nibs. I’ll review that in the future but it already received a stationery product of the year nomination.

Kobeha also produce a range of fountain pen friendly notebooks and had a couple Lamy Safari pens available for testing. I scoffed at those pens and pulled out my bandolier of fountain pens and started breaking the hearts of the booth attendants. The paper had no bleed through or ghosting but you had to wait seven or eight days for ink from a wet nib to dry. At one point I had an audience and a Chinese greeting card maker gave me his card and asked if I knew any printing companies. I said “pay me a couple million dollars and we’ll figure it out together” but then said I didn’t know any personally.

Along the way I picked up several random notebooks, including a couple A7 sized notebooks made with 68# and 52# Tomoe River paper, and a few pens and pencils that I’ll review and then probably pass on to others.

Swag. The orange pen is Korean, the other two are Turkish. The pencil is Korean. The punched paper is the SUITO cleaning paper.

Swag. The orange pen is Korean, the others are Turkish. The pencil is Korean. The SUITO cleaning paper is on the left.

I’m glad I went and I wish I had time to go again tomorrow and make some more contacts. I found that with a press pass if I stopped, asked a few questions and took notes in my Field Notes America the Beautiful with their pens they would eventually give me something in exchange for a business card. In a couple cases I’ll talk about in future posts, I recommended products they could sell to the Pen Addict community.

Now I have a lot of reviews to do. Oh, and exams to mark. I can’t forget the exams.

 

Some Days Are Brutal; Some Days Just Hurt

A couple posts ago I passed 500 posts on this blog and recently they’ve been hurting.

Part of it is that I’ve been doing this long enough it’s become both a habit and a compulsion. This means I feel compelled to write even if I have nothing to say. Unfortunately, because of the habit part, it remains something I do right before I go to bed which is not always the best time for me to be doing it. Despite my notes and lists of possible topics, I still find myself staring at the screen at 10:30 at night trying to think of a topic. At times I’ll just start writing and see what happens.

This resulted in posts like Spelling in Translation (in my defense, I’d thought of the idea earlier in the day) and The Bad Timing of Wishes. The latter was an especially desperate topic which will, of course, result in a follow up post once the work is done.

A few times I’ve decided to do a topic only to suddenly shirk at the extra work involved as bed time approached. This is especially true of any posts involving pictures, which have to be posed, taken, retaken, uploaded, edited, fretted over, reedited, uploaded to the website and then surrounded with text to justify them. This sudden rush of laziness happened twice with yesterday’s post about the T-Kawai folder which was put off for “a couple days” and then “for a couple more days” whilst I thought about taking more pictures of it.

I also feel I’ve been shirking on the posts about Japan and life in Japan. I consider posts about work to be cheating as work tends to go through the same cycles and all I can do is put “it doesn’t suck as much as last year” or “it totally sucks more than last year” spins on them.

It also might hurt any “plausible deniability” I might need in the future.

On occasion my plan to move the writing to earlier in the evening has been a success, but then I slide back into my old habit of “Crap. I need to write a post but, Crap, I don’t have a topic.”

Heck, I’d even planned to do a 500th post post and then forgot what post I was on. I also had some doubts about doing one as I also consider the self-referential posts to be cheating.

That’s how bad things get around here in my head. I’ll tell you more about that on post 1,000, or maybe post 548 when I reach the 1.5 year anniversary of this blog. Or maybe I won’t. I won’t decide until the last minute.

 

The T-Kawai Lockback Prototype–It’s a Mystery

Early last year I bought a knife. I don’t know much about it except that I’d like to know more about it.

I got the knife at the second knife show I attended. It’s a lockback folder made by T-Kawai. It has orange G10 handles and a 3.75 inch (9.5 centimeter) hollow ground drop point blade made from CRMO-7 steel. The overall length when opened is  8.67 inches (22 centimeters) but it is light for its size. It weighs only 3.42 ounces (97 grams) which means I have pens that weigh more than this knife.

The T Kawai partially opened.

The T-Kawai partially opened. You can see the damage/scratch at the top of the ricasso.

The CRMO-7 has high chrome content and polishes up nice. As I understand it, it was intended for use in razor blades but has become popular among fishermen and kitchen knife makers in Japan. When I tested the knife, I cut boxes until I ran out of cardboard in the house and it held its edge well and didn’t show any damage other than a few scratches. (For the steel geeks out there, it is usually compared to ATS-34 steel.)

Because it’s light, though, it feels kind of flimsy at first. Also, Japanese lockback folders don’t have that satisfying solid snap that most Western lockbacks have. That also makes it feel flimsy. That said, after my testing, I didn’t notice anything starting to come loose.  The blade didn’t shake open despite my best efforts to make it come open.

The long handle is well sculpted and I didn’t feel any obvious hot spots as I cut wood and other random items with it.  The handle may be a bit long for the blade (fully open it looks vaguely like an airplane fuselage)  but even people with large hands would have little trouble holding it comfortably. For its size, it’s comfortable to carry in the pocket.

A close up of the blade.

A close up of the blade to show the polish T-Kawai put on it. You can see the damage on the top right.

The big mystery is the knife maker, T-Kawai. When I bought the knife it was on sale for 90 dollars because it is a damaged prototype of a design he never brought into production. (Note: his regular knives sell between 180-300 US dollars.) There are scratches on top of the ricasso and the blade is off center. Even as I was buying it he dropped another ten dollars off the price.

I like the knife enough that I’m considering getting another. Even if I don’t, I’m interested in learning more about the knife maker. The problem is he didn’t have a business card at the time and he hasn’t attended any more knife shows. He was friendly, but he seemed disinterested by the entire knife show. He was scheduled to attend the last knife show I went to, but his table remained empty.

I don’t even know if I met the actual knife maker or just a salesman. Either way I’d like to tell him that even his damaged prototypes are terrific knives.

The Bad Timing of Wishes

In our apartment we are suddenly getting what we wished for. Unfortunately it’s happening now, not later.

Our rental contract gets renewed this year which means we are expected to sign some papers and hand over some money. However, before we did that, She Who Must Be Obeyed and I decided to request either lower rent or a bunch of fixes.

The management company opted for the fixes, and then did us one better, albeit at a bad time.

First, we requested new tatami mats and new wall paper in our bedroom. Because our apartment is on the first floor we get a lot of humidity which isn’t helped by every room having large sliding glass doors that act as water condensers. Our tatami mats near the sliding doors have gotten moldy and and the wallpaper next to the doors has become loose and moldy. All that will be fixed.

Second, because of the same problem, the linoleum in the Variety Room got moisture under it and it came loose. Over time the wheels on my desk chair began to tear holes in the loose linoleum and I now have it covered with a couple sheets of plastic. The management company agreed to replace that, but I suspect they are going to do it in an ugly patch rather than fix the problem.

Finally, the screens on all the sliding doors have torn and developed large “bug doors” that make it easier for insects to get in and out of the apartment. We were going to take care of that ourselves, but the management company suddenly confiscated all our screen doors and they are being repaired.

Unfortunately this means that during the coolest early July we’ve had since I’ve been in Japan we can’t open our windows and enjoy the cooler air without hosting several hundred insects. Also, the management company are in a hurry to get all this done at the same time I’m in a hurry to finish exams.

We asked for it, now we’re getting it. We just wish they’d waited a bit.

That Light Through Yonder Window

The usual tip for getting things done involves placing butt in chair. I tried that today, but the results were mixed.

I spent the day marking high school exams which is a process, as I’ve written before that involves 50% denial, 50% distraction and 50% actual work. To finish the exams I spent most of the day in my home office in my home office chair with the tests on my home office desk. This, however, creates a problem.

The problem is that whoever thought of the place butt in chair advice didn’t anticipate computers and the internet. It’s therefore better to say “place butt in chair; place computer in other building (with family)”.

Typically I keep a TV show running in the background, at least at first, and this has mixed results if the show is actually interesting. My distraction of this marking season is the Scottish detective drama Taggart. Usually these shows are bland enough that they provide background noise but are not particularly distracting. Unfortunately Taggart is just good enough that it’s become distracting. It’s also got me practicing my Glaswegian and saying “murder” as “MARdr” and “dead body” as “deed BOdi” and has She Who Must Be Obeyed looking at me as if all her fears have finally been cnFARMd, er, confirmed.

The other problem is that I sit in one place long enough that mold and mildew begin forming on me and I often am not aware it is raining and I have to bring in the laundry or that it is now dark and I should close the curtains.

Eventually the 50% denial will go away Taggart will give way to headphones and music. That marks the last push.

I’m actually ahead of schedule with my marking at this point. That means I have to be especially careful as it’s too easy to fall in to the “I’m ahead so it’s okay if I fall a bit behind trap”.