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.

The weather was cool again today which means I actually left the house. Before that two remarkable things happened 1) I shaved and 2) I showered. Unfortunately I didn’t fully wake up and was unable to complete all my chores.

I left the girls with specific yet reasonable instructions about what was to be accomplished while I was gone (She Who Must Be Obeyed was at work) and made a personal bet it wouldn’t get done.

The plan was to go one station away and do some shopping on a busy shopping street and while I was there see about getting my new glasses modified to bifocals and/or get a second pair for carrying around.

Unfortunately, as I arrived at the shop and started to look at back up frames, I realized I’d left all the information I needed to do what i wanted to do at home.

But it was cool so I was cool about all that.

Instead I headed farther down the shopping street to do some window shopping at one of the best department store pen shops in the area. (I didn’t buy anything.)

I would have done more than window shop except that my shopping list was with the information about my glasses. (Never, ever, ever leave stuff out where you won’t forget it. Stuff it in your bag and then spend an hour looking for it at home before you leave.)

Once again, it was cool so I was cool.

I had a meal at “Denny’s But Not Really”. (I call it this because, although it possesses both the name “Denny’s” and the Denny’s logo, it doesn’t have the Grand Slam breakfast or actual hamburgers and is therefore not real.) This decision gave me a long time to ponder life because it was a remarkably slow Denny’s.

After that, I headed a couple stops away for a haircut. I arrived and found the one barber I didn’t want–the place I go is first come, first served by first available barber–but I managed to explain what I wanted and, surprise of surprises, she actually cut my hair that way. (I attribute this to the cool air.)

Then I got home and won my bet that my specific yet reasonable instructions had not been followed and therefore nothing had been done.

That wasn’t quite as cool.