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    <title>Ume chutney</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2018:/blog//6.3511</id>

    <published>2018-06-07T02:48:33Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:40:00Z</updated>

    <summary> With so many plums on hand, I&apos;ve gotten creative. There&apos;s only so much jam you can make and give away when everyone else is also making it. It&apos;s sort of like &quot;zucchini season&quot; in Pennsylvania when everyone is overwhelmed...</summary>
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        <name>Kristen</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2018/06/IMG_20180606_160238-810.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2018/06/IMG_20180606_160238-810.html','popup','width=4032,height=3025,scrollbars=yes,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2018/06/IMG_20180606_160238-thumb-500xauto-810.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_20180606_160238.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></p>
<p>With so many plums on hand, I've gotten creative. There's only so much jam you can make and give away when everyone else is also making it. It's sort of like "zucchini season" in Pennsylvania when everyone is overwhelmed with their harvest.<br /><br />This is an adaptation of a British chutney recipe from Saveur. I localised it to use ingredients we can get here in Japan.</p>
<p><strong>Ume chutney</strong><br /><em>makes about 4 cups</em><br /><br />1.3 kg ume<br />1 cup white sugar<br />1 cup brown sugar (tubinado/cane)<br />1 cup rice vinegar<br />1 cup raisins<br />1 onion sliced thin<br />2 large cloves of garlic, sliced thin<br />1-2" fresh ginger, mined<br />1 Tbsp black mustard seed<br />1 tsp peppercorns<br />6 whole dried chilis<br />1 Tbsp salt</p>
<p>Wash the ume and discard any with holes that show the fauna have been nibbling. Count the ume (optional but you'll be grateful for this later) Boil the ume until the skins break and the fruit is a little soft - this shaves hours off the total cooking time. Drain the water and set aside.</p>
<p>In a large pan, bring the vinegar and two sugars to a simmer. When the sugar is dissolved, add everything except the plums. Bring back to a simmer and allow to cook for a few minutes. Add the plums.</p>
<p>Simmer for 1-2 hours, stirring to avoid sticking.</p>
<p>When the pits are obviously detatched from the fruit, fish them out with tongs or however you feel like doing it. When your pit count equals the ume count, from when you washed them, you can be confident you got them all.</p>
<p>Put the pits in a strainer and smush the pulp back into the pot. Continue to simmer until the chuntey is a camelised brown and a soft channel forms when you run a spoon through the mixture.</p>
<p>Transfer to sterilised jars, nad process them in a water bath in the standard canning procedure. Sealed jars should last a year unrefridgerated. Unsealed jars, about a month in the fridge.</p>
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    <title>Ume-zing spiced plum jam</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2018:/blog//6.3510</id>

    <published>2018-06-07T02:34:16Z</published>
    <updated>2018-06-07T02:47:56Z</updated>

    <summary>All the ume trees in our yard are producing plums like mad this year. We made ume-shu and with the remainder of the first harvest I cooked up this jam. It&apos;s really good. I&apos;ll be making some more because we&apos;re...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>All the ume trees in our yard are producing plums like mad this year. We made ume-shu and with the remainder of the first harvest I cooked up this jam. It's really good. I'll be making some more because we're harvesting plums every other day now.</p>
<p><strong>Ume-zing spiced plum jam</strong><br /><em>makes about 2 cups</em><br /><br />1 kg ume<br />500 g sugar<br />1.5 tsp allspice<br />1 tsp cinnamon<br />1/2 tsp mace</p>
<ol>
<li>Wash the ume and discard any with holes where bugs and birds have nibbled</li>
<li>Boil ume in a large pot until the skins split. Drain.</li>
<li>Add sugar and spices</li>
<li>Simmer until the sugar dissolves and pits are mostly separated from the flesh</li>
<li>Remove from heat and strain the pits and skins out</li>
<li>Bring the jam to about 100C, just boiling (it will set at 102C)</li>
<li>Transfer to sterile jars.</li>
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<p>Consume with a month or so, or process the jars in the traditional canning method.</p>
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<entry>
    <title>Tink&apos;s many jobs</title>
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    <published>2018-04-06T00:46:43Z</published>
    <updated>2018-04-06T00:54:08Z</updated>

    <summary>Months ago in Bangalore, my friend and colleague, Karthik, asked me about what sorts of jobs I&apos;ve had. I started recounting them. it was a fun exercise in memory and I recalled all sorts of work adventures. I was sure...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Months ago in Bangalore, my friend and colleague, Karthik, asked me about what sorts of jobs I've had. I started recounting them. it was a fun exercise in memory and I recalled all sorts of work adventures. I was sure I didn't remember everything so after our conversation, I made a list. It started out sort of chronological, but it isn't really in any order by the end. Anyway, there are fifty eight things I've been paid to do since I started working at 15.</p>
<ol>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Babysitter</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span></span>Lifeguard</p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Aerobics instructor</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Camp program assistant</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Tutor</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Video rental clerk</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Bartender</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Photocopier</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Retail sales</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Teacher</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Secretary</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Desktop publisher/designer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Corporate marketing/events</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Stage manager</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Telerama school director</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Prep cook</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Academic computing trainer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Academic IT manager</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Feature writer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Interviewer (journalist)</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Academic courseware developer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Webmaster</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Year 2000 test center manager</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Entrepreneur</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Scriptwriter</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Camera operator</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Boom operator</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Gaffer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Continuity girl</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Video editor</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Logo designer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Graphic designer/illustrator</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Model</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Narrator/voice actor</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Ghost writer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Jewellery maker</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Translator</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Fixer (video production)</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Brand designer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>CMS programmer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Technical writer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Test subject (cosmetics)</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Hoop performer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Hoop dance teacher </span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Wedding planner </span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Costumer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Yoga instructor</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Circus performer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Choreographer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Circus teacher</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Ringmaster</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Circus prop maker</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>E-book writer</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Business manager</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Art teacher</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Meditation teacher</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>HasGeek director</span></p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Musical performer</span></p>
</li>
</ol>
<p><span>No wonder I don't know what to do next. Maybe it's time to review and repeat some of the best ones.</span></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Memory Support, an art project</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2018:/blog//6.3507</id>

    <published>2018-03-20T09:00:00Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:40:00Z</updated>

    <summary>&quot;Memory Support is a tribute to the forgotten stories of family and the remembered stories of friends. When the structure is full and and the cloth faded, I will burn it to send the memories to the sky, then bury...</summary>
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        <name>Kristen</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>"Memory Support is a tribute to the forgotten stories of family and the remembered stories of friends. When the structure is full and and the cloth faded, I will burn it to send the memories to the sky, then bury the ashes to enrich the earth."</p>
<p><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2018/03/IMG_20180315_100833-thumb-autox667-802.jpg" width="500" height="667" alt="IMG_20180315_100833.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></p>
<p dir="ltr"><span>This has been quite a year of making, reliving, questioning, and forgetting memories. From the brain fog of pre-menopause to my mother's dementia to the loss of several friends - I've been mired in memories. </span></p>
<p dir="ltr">Overwhelmed by some sad news of a friend's tragic demise, I went outside to tidy the garden. I ended up building a structure of felled bamboo. It just seemed right and opened a flood of detailed memories about friends and family. I was compelled to write some of these recollections on ribbons of cloth and tie these burst of color to the poles. Over the next few days, the collection grew and some friends joined me in adding their memories to the piece.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span>Today, I am opening the project to the world. </span>I invite you to add your memories to Memory Support. You're welcome to stop by in person and rummage in my bag for cloth and a pen. If you aren't nearby, you can participate via post.</p>
<ol>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>W</span>rite a memory on a strip of cloth or a ribbon at least 20cm/8in long. Any cloth is good and any memory you want to share is fine. You can create as many as you wish.</p>
</li>
<li dir="ltr">
<p dir="ltr"><span>Tie your memory to the structure, or send it to me and I will tie it on for you. </span></p>
</li>
</ol>
<p><span>Mail your memories to:</span></p>
<p><em>Kristen McQuillin<br />Hiratsuka 1577-2<br />Kamogawa, Chiba 296-0232<br />JAPAN</em></p>
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<entry>
    <title>25 Words</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2017:/blog//6.3504</id>

    <published>2017-12-31T14:59:00Z</published>
    <updated>2018-01-08T11:11:40Z</updated>

    <summary>Be careful what you wish for. First Italy, Vietnam, and China with Rob then triangulations among Kamogawa, Bangalore, and Ephrata. Always home and always homeless. And all the 25 Word entries I&apos;ve written since 2001: 2016 Half century joys: circus...</summary>
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        <name>Kristen</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>Be careful what you wish for. First Italy, Vietnam, and China with Rob then triangulations among Kamogawa, Bangalore, and Ephrata. Always home and always homeless.</p>

<p>And all the 25 Word entries I've written since 2001:</p>

<p>2016<br />
Half century joys: circus successes; drawing again; driver's license; warm neighbors; loving husband. Sorrows: multiverse branched and Zoupi vanished; my heart broke; mould ruined everything. </p>

<p>2015<br />
A new era began with Japanese eijuuken and freedom to do anything! We quit Tokyo for rural Chiba. Now we have time, space, and ease.</p>

<p>2014<br />
Our 25th anniversary. Eyes opened in Ireland and India to a new life together. More adventures, independence, inventiveness, alliances. Yes, yes! The ayes have it.</p>

<p>2013<br />
Running away to the circus confused me. Spent ten months wondering "What next?" Tried resting, contests, midwifery - not my things. Travel, teaching, performance? Yes. Circus.</p>

<p>2012<br />
Hooping took me up to Tohoku, down to Niijima, and around the world on tour. Ukulele, yoga, improv, songwriting, skating, visiting, &amp; fundraising filled the gaps. </p>

<p>2011<br />
Mother Earth trembled and futures fell apart. Uncertainty ruled us for months but in the end I'm still in Japan, married, hooping, and feeling happy.</p>

<p>2010<br />
Lived my hoop dreams, wheeee! Connected, created, collaborated, choreographed, costumed, capered, camped, coordinated, but then crashed hard. Ouch. Healed and found my truth. Full circle.</p>

<p>2009<br />
Rose petals in blue sky and the scent of muddy elephants conducted me to presence. An intense upwelling of joy revealed the universe inside me.</p>

<p>2008<br />
I made dresses, meals, 100 necklaces, friends. Grew food. Witnessed a birth! I am greying, wrinkling and fading, but I started hooping, so who cares?</p>

<p>2007<br />
Food ruled 2007: went almost vegan, developed recipes, and lost 10 kilos. Also sewed Morsbags, made political statements with robots, and explored Tokyo real estate.</p>

<p>2006<br />
Forty was a pleasure/pain year - a roiling emotional sea. Heartbreaking anguish half drowned me but also un-dammed a flood of patterns, photography and creativity.</p>

<p>2005<br />
This year, a lesson in<br />
How to bear pain and loss.<br />
Travel doesn't cure heartache;<br />
Friends ease the agony.<br />
Healing and peace flow like water.</p>

<p>2004<br />
Did more, finished less.<br />
Strengthened friendships and traveled.<br />
Constructed 18 videos, knitted scarves,<br />
Shared my pencils and my love.<br />
Still seeking realisation of my principles.</p>

<p>2003<br />
Hello Tokyo finally done<br />
Neon Chopstix now begun.<br />
'Twas mostly work but also fun.<br />
Hosted friends from far away.<br />
Another visa for three years' stay.</p>

<p>2002<br />
Celebrating four years in Japan, I exercised my right brain and my poetic voice. I filmed then procrastinated. I waited for the axe to fall.</p>

<p>2001<br />
Spent seven weeks on holiday in Maui, China, mainland US. Wrote lots, taught many, earned little. Saw the inside of my head. Didn't do enough.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Be 2018</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2017:/blog//6.3506</id>

    <published>2017-12-24T00:15:43Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:40:00Z</updated>

    <summary>My guiding theme for 2018 will be Be.It wasn&apos;t my first choice. I had a different word in mind this autumn and I thought it was just right, but I didn&apos;t write it down and I forgot it. Mustn&apos;t have...</summary>
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        <name>Kristen</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">My guiding theme for 2018 will be Be.</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">It wasn't my first choice. I had a different word in mind this autumn and I thought it was just right, but I didn't write it down and I forgot it. Mustn't have been as compelling as I imagined.</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Yesterday, I started over by browsing through the Qs in the thesarus. I chose Q because it has a pretty shape, but so many of <a href="http://www.thesaurus.com/list/q/1">its words are negative</a>. Quux was tempting; it means foobar or whatever, which fits my inability to choose and I like that it has two us in a row. But I passed on quux because it also means "yuck" and also because I should try to choose a word that offers more guidance than "whatever."&nbsp;</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">OK, fine. Based on activities of 2017, what word might guide me to a better 2018? Secure, keep, and settle came to mind quickly but they seem too passive, too stodgy. Something more active, then. I looked at a bunch of words like change and plan and they made me feel tired. So nothing too active.&nbsp;</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">What about an emotion? Love is good, right? Peace? They didn't resonate. Neither did joy or happiness. These words are too one dimensional.</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Somehow that led me to Be: fundamental and basic to everything. Lifecoaches smugly offer it as single word advice. Be shows up in loopy script on inspirational posters. We overuse it terribly in our daily writing. Have you ever tried to avoid writing "be"? I managed it in this paragraph, but it required many rewrites.</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Perhaps Be will help guide me through changes in 2018. Whatever.</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Here are my guiding words and themes for previous years:</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2009, no shopping:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010634.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010634.html</a></div>2010, connect:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010736.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010736.html</a><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2011, relate:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2010/12/reverb-1.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2010/12/reverb-1.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2012, engage:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2011/12/engage.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2011/12/engage.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2013, move:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2012/12/move-2013.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2012/12/move-2013.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2014, develop:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2013/12/develop-2014.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2013/12/develop-2014.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2015, explore:&nbsp;<span style="color: rgb(123, 124, 125); font-family: Helvetica, &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15.6px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 252);"><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2014/12/explore-2015.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2014/12/explore-2015.html</a></span></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2016, realise:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2015/12/realise.html">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2015/12/realise.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2017, open:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2016/12/open-2017.html">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2016/12/open-2017.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">The themes still seem to lag behind by two years.Though my theme for 2017 was Open, according to the lag I was likely to experience Explore instead. I certainly did explore a lot of things this year, though there were elements of Open as well. These theme words are vague like horoscopes; they can be interpreted in many ways. So let's see if 2018 focuses on Realise. I feel like it might, as I can see some decisions coming my way and I must realise answers to them.</div> ]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Windy Day</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2017:/blog//6.3503</id>

    <published>2017-02-20T09:50:32Z</published>
    <updated>2017-02-21T08:26:57Z</updated>

    <summary>A dust devil spinning itself three stories into the sky above the grocery store.A hundred seagulls facing into the wind as they bobbed on the choppy water.Dozens more gulls swishing in the wild winds over the harbour.A mountain of full-grown...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[A dust devil spinning itself three stories into the sky above the grocery store.<div>A hundred seagulls facing into the wind as they bobbed on the choppy water.</div><div>Dozens more gulls swishing in the wild winds over the harbour.</div><div>A mountain of full-grown trees being brushed by the wind like a Kansas wheat field.</div><div>A man holding a slice of tin roof to keep it off the power lines.</div><div><br /></div><div>It was that kind of windy today.&nbsp;</div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Happy 2017</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2017:/blog//6.3502</id>

    <published>2016-12-31T15:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:40:00Z</updated>

    <summary></summary>
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        <name>Kristen</name>
        
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<entry>
    <title>25 Words</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2016:/blog//6.3499</id>

    <published>2016-12-30T23:53:04Z</published>
    <updated>2017-01-30T18:43:48Z</updated>

    <summary>Half century joys: circus successes; drawing again; driver&apos;s license; warm neighbors; loving husband. Sorrows: multiverse branched and Zoupi vanished; my heart broke; mould ruined everything. And all the 25 Word entries I&apos;ve written since 2001:2015A new era began with Japanese...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<span id="docs-internal-guid-7727beb6-3863-7eef-cf42-31581d1f8e08"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-7727beb6-38b7-0faf-7f54-bfec54f439d1"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Half century joys: circus successes; drawing again; driver's license; warm neighbors; loving husband. Sorrows: multiverse branched and Zoupi vanished; my heart broke; mould ruined everything. </b></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p>And all the 25 Word entries I've written since 2001:</span><div><span><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2015</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">A new era began with Japanese </span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">eijuuken</span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> and freedom to do anything! We quit Tokyo for rural Chiba. Now we have time, space, and ease.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2014</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Our 25th anniversary. Eyes opened in Ireland and India to a new life together. More adventures, independence, inventiveness, alliances. Yes, yes! The ayes have it.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2013</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Running away to the circus confused me. Spent ten months wondering "What next?" Tried resting, contests, midwifery - not my things. Travel, teaching, performance? Yes. Circus.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2012</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hooping took me up to Tohoku, down to Niijima, and around the world on tour. Ukulele, yoga, improv, songwriting, skating, visiting, &amp; fundraising filled the gaps. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2011</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mother Earth trembled and futures fell apart. Uncertainty ruled us for months but in the end I'm still in Japan, married, hooping, and feeling happy.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2010</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Lived my hoop dreams, wheeee! Connected, created, collaborated, choreographed, costumed, capered, camped, coordinated, but then crashed hard. Ouch. Healed and found my truth. Full circle.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2009</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Rose petals in blue sky and the scent of muddy elephants conducted me to presence. An intense upwelling of joy revealed the universe inside me.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2008</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I made dresses, meals, 100 necklaces, friends. Grew food. Witnessed a birth! I am greying, wrinkling and fading, but I started hooping, so who cares?</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2007</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Food ruled 2007: went almost vegan, developed recipes, and lost 10 kilos. Also sewed Morsbags, made political statements with robots, and explored Tokyo real estate.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2006</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Forty was a pleasure/pain year - a roiling emotional sea. Heartbreaking anguish half drowned me but also un-dammed a flood of patterns, photography and creativity.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2005</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This year, a lesson in</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">How to bear pain and loss.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Travel doesn't cure heartache;</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Friends ease the agony.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Healing and peace flow like water.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2004</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Did more, finished less.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Strengthened friendships and traveled.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Constructed 18 videos, knitted scarves,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Shared my pencils and my love.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Still seeking realisation of my principles.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2003</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hello Tokyo finally done</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Neon Chopstix now begun.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">'Twas mostly work but also fun.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hosted friends from far away.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Another visa for three years' stay.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2002</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Celebrating four years in Japan, I exercised my right brain and my poetic voice. I filmed then procrastinated. I waited for the axe to fall.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2001</span></p><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Spent seven weeks on holiday in Maui, China, mainland US. Wrote lots, taught many, earned little. Saw the inside of my head. Didn't do enough.</span></span> </div>]]>
        
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    <title>Open 2017</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2016:/blog//6.3501</id>

    <published>2016-12-28T00:24:04Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:40:00Z</updated>

    <summary>My guiding theme for 2017 will be Open.Some years, choosing the theme word for the year involves a lot of thesaurus consulting, debating and mind-changing. But this year it came to me in a flash and I haven&apos;t considered anything...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">My guiding theme for 2017 will be Open.</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Some years, choosing the theme word for the year involves a lot of thesaurus consulting, debating and mind-changing. But this year it came to me in a flash and I haven't considered anything else. Open is just right: honest, undecided, unobstructed, obvious, objective. I may find myself beginning something new, or exposing something hidden.&nbsp;</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Here are my guiding words and themes for previous years:</div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2009, no shopping:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010634.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010634.html</a></div>2010, connect:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010736.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/archives/010736.html</a><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2011, relate:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2010/12/reverb-1.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2010/12/reverb-1.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2012, engage:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2011/12/engage.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2011/12/engage.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2013, move:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2012/12/move-2013.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2012/12/move-2013.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2014, develop:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2013/12/develop-2014.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2013/12/develop-2014.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2015, explore:&nbsp;<span style="color: rgb(123, 124, 125); font-family: Helvetica, &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15.6px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 252);"><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2014/12/explore-2015.html" style="outline: none; color: rgb(153, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2014/12/explore-2015.html</a></span></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">2016, realise:&nbsp;<a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2015/12/realise.html">https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/2015/12/realise.html</a></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Last year, I noticed a two year lag in the words and it seems to have held true again. Though my theme for 2016 was "realise," I feel that 2014's "develop" was more appropriate. So I suspect 2017 will be all about "explore" and with our new driver's licenses, Tod &amp; I already have plans to do that.</div> ]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Evolution of Christmas Spirit</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2016:/blog//6.3500</id>

    <published>2016-12-25T23:56:50Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:40:00Z</updated>

    <summary>This year end has been hectic and stressful with driving school, health issues, a broken fridge, blah, blah, blah. I was not feeling the usual &quot;I hate Christmas&apos; mood this year as much as I was completely indifferent and almost...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<div>This year end has been hectic and stressful with driving school, health issues, a broken fridge, blah, blah, blah. I was not feeling the usual "I hate Christmas' mood this year as much as I was completely indifferent and almost ignorant of the holiday coming up.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161221_091933-783.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161221_091933-783.html','popup','width=2448,height=3264,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161221_091933-thumb-500x666-783.jpg" width="500" height="666" alt="IMG_20161221_091933.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Boxes arrived from family overseas. I stacked them up. Topped with a bottle of wine, there's our tree for the year. Good enough. I was not interested in being creative.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_115906-786.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_115906-786.html','popup','width=2432,height=3286,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_115906-thumb-500x675-786.jpg" width="500" height="675" alt="IMG_20161225_115906.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>But inspiration finally struck on Christmas day and I designed a tree out of the cardboard from the boxes. I scissored, taped and slotted to create a three dimensional, self-standing tree. Sort of Suessian, it echoed the shape of the two origami balls we received from the 3rd graders at Nagasa Elementary school.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_193542-789.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_193542-789.html','popup','width=2432,height=3286,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_193542-thumb-500x675-789.jpg" width="500" height="675" alt="IMG_20161225_193542.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>A string of lights completed the look. I'm rather proud of this tree that came from nowhere. It is whimsical and no-waste.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>We completed our holiday festivities with a lovely dinner and opening the presents that family sent. Tod &amp; I agreed to not exchange gifts this year - the first time in 28 years I didn't buy something for him - but he surprised me with a stollen from one of our local bakers.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_194324-792.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_194324-792.html','popup','width=2432,height=3286,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/12/IMG_20161225_194324-thumb-500x675-792.jpg" width="500" height="675" alt="IMG_20161225_194324.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Creole duck breast, mashed potatoes, greens, and wild rice. Yum.</div><div><br /></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Omens, Talismans, and Offerings</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2016:/blog//6.3498</id>

    <published>2016-12-13T02:24:52Z</published>
    <updated>2017-01-26T09:49:14Z</updated>

    <summary>I am solidly superstitious, though usually pretty quiet about it. Omens are things of legend and talismans are for the weak and foolish. Despite that, I&apos;ve always had a feeling that there are objects and actions that will improve any...</summary>
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        <name>Kristen</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[I am solidly superstitious, though usually pretty quiet about it. Omens are things of legend and talismans are for the weak and foolish. Despite that, I've always had a feeling that there are objects and actions that will improve any situation. &nbsp;Yesterday, when I went to the Driving License Center to take my final exam, I was well armed:<div><div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li>I'd dreamed about my hair in big, bun-like knobs, so I styled something as close to that as possible.&nbsp;</li><li>I put on a matching bra and panties. I feel more confident if I am nicely dressed on every layer.</li><li>I wore a necklace that keeps me calm and safe. It is visible in my driver's license picture and that is sweet.</li><li>I polished my boots to honor my father who taught me not only the value of shiny shoes but also was my driving inspiration.&nbsp;</li><li>I was thrilled to see Mt Fuji clearly en route to Makuhari; for me, she is a herald of good things to come.</li></ul><div>I am certain it wasn't actually any of these actions or objects that caused me to pass the exam. I prepared with study, practice, and review to pass the test. The scientific side of me says superstitions are rubbish. However, they can't hurt and they do help me through the nervous bits of challenging days. So thank you to my talismans, omens, and offerings for ensuring that I passed the test, completed the paperwork correctly, and received my license.</div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>On the Roads</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2016:/blog//6.3497</id>

    <published>2016-11-22T22:46:47Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:39:59Z</updated>

    <summary> Yesterday at driving school, we went out on the real roads with our new learner&apos;s permits. I expected this to be a brief circle around the school, but it was a gorgeous drive along the coast. We did it...</summary>
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        <name>Kristen</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[ <div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/1479789942-780.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/1479789942-780.html','popup','width=1280,height=800,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/1479789942-thumb-500x312-780.png" width="500" height="312" alt="1479789942.png" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday at driving school, we went out on the real roads with our new learner's permits. I expected this to be a brief circle around the school, but it was a gorgeous drive along the coast. We did it three times in three hours and each time was better than the last.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Learning to drive on the narrow roads in town, where there are pedestrians, garbage trucks, bicycles, no sidewalks, and just enough clearance for two cars is quite an interesting challenge. Not at all like driving in the US. I successfully avoided everyone yesterday and plan to continue that success.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tod pointed out that in our first session yesterday, we each had a department head instructor at our side. In the subsequent hours, it was regular instructors. The newest drivers get the most seasoned instructors. It makes sense. This school really does know what they are doing.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Going to Driving School</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2016:/blog//6.3496</id>

    <published>2016-11-19T07:51:30Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:39:59Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[Whooo! Watch out on the roads; we have our learner's permits now.Three weeks ago, after a year in the countryside with only bicycles and busses for transportation, Tod &amp; I enrolled at Kamogawa Driving School. Our neighbor, who runs the...]]></summary>
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        <![CDATA[<div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-1-768.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-1-768.html','popup','width=1200,height=396,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-1-thumb-500x165-768.jpg" width="500" height="165" alt="kds-1.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><i>Whooo! Watch out on the roads; we have our learner's permits now.</i></div><div><br /></div>Three weeks ago, after a year in the countryside with only bicycles and busses for transportation, Tod &amp; I enrolled at Kamogawa Driving School. Our neighbor, who runs the Korean restaurant, heard we were considering it and insisted that we set a date and she would drive us there.&nbsp;<div><br /></div><div>So we did and she did and there we were on October 29th, forking over 300,000 yen each for a full driving course. It seems like a small fortune for re-learning a skill we haven't used in almost 20 years, but it turns out to be a very good education. On the same day you hand over the cash, it starts off with a bang! It was a bewildering and unexpected few hours as we had a lengthy but rapid explanation of the program, a psychological driving aptitude test, and our first classroom lesson.&nbsp;<div><br /></div><div>We decided to dedicate ourselves to doing this as quickly and efficiently as possible. Three weeks in and we've completed the first half of the course and passed our exams for the learner's permit yesterday. We began Stage 2 classes today and go out on the real roads on Tuesday. If we keep up this pace, we should be ready to take our final licensing exam by the end of the year. We are feeling pretty proud of ourselves.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-4-777.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-4-777.html','popup','width=1200,height=396,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-4-thumb-500x165-777.jpg" width="500" height="165" alt="kds-4.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><b>About the School</b></div><div><br /></div><div>If you are considering driving school for yourself, let me tell you a bit about the program and the school because the Kamogawa Driving School&nbsp;website is only in Japanese. &nbsp;<a href="http://kds.tobiiro.jp/">http://kds.tobiiro.jp/</a></div><div><br /></div><div><div><b>First, Enrolment</b></div><div><br /></div><div>It is a little tricky; you can't rock up any old time to register. Be sure to call 04-7092-0894 to book your registration date and time; intake happens three times a week. Plan to spend at least three hours on the day. They will tell you what you need to bring, including an official copy of your&nbsp;<i>juminhyo</i>&nbsp;from the city office so that is an errand you need to make before you go.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-2-771.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-2-771.html','popup','width=1200,height=396,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-2-thumb-500x165-771.jpg" width="500" height="165" alt="kds-2.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><b>The Program &amp; Schedule</b></div><div><div><br /></div><div>The course of study is divided into two parts: Stage 1 pre-permit and Stage 2 post-permit. Pre-permit is two tracks happening concurrently: 15 hours of driving practice on the school's course and 10 hours of classroom time covering topics from traffic signs to road safety. At the end of the first part you take the internal exams and after you pass, you take the official exams for the learner's permit (<i>kari menkyo</i>).</div><div><br /></div><div>Stage 2 is again a two-track system with 19 hours of driving on the roads and in simulation, plus 16 hours of classroom time that includes first aid training, car maintenance basics, and lots of information about accidents and insurance.</div><div><br /></div><div>The whole thing is very Japanese. Bells and chimes announce the start and end of each period and you are not allowed to get up from your desk or out of your car until the bell rings. Each student has a planning book to track progress; in it every class, driving hour, or test is stamped by the teacher. There is also an official record that the school keeps and a booklet of driving tickets. All of these are color coded by course: yellow for MT, pink for AT, green for motorcycles. You choose your schedule a visit or two ahead from a complex calendar of classes, exams, and driving days. Fortunately, you can take the classes in almost any order.</div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>The Teachers &amp; Facilities</b></div><div><br /></div><div>I like all of the teachers at the school, a crew of middle-aged men, some of whom have been working at the school for thirty years. One is a graduate of the school and his original teacher recently retired.These guys work really hard and share the burdens of car and classroom teaching plus admin stuff like the shuttle bus schedule and pick-ups. I think I've had them all either in the classroom or in the car by now. Each one brings his own personality - strict, chatty, factual, fanciful, curious, jaded - but they all deliver good instruction. They've even been fixing my bad driving habits.</div><div><br /></div><div>There are three classrooms at the school, a lounge space, and a couple of special testing rooms, as well as the office. They have a fleet of manual and automatic transmission cars, and exotic stuff like motorcycles and big trucks. One afternoon I shared the course with a huge forklift!</div><div><br /></div><div>The driving course is a pretty standard layout with a railway crossing, a traffic signal, a hill, tight curve practice, an obstacle with cones around it, and lots of intersections with stop signs, blind spots, and different right-of-way scenarios. I've been around and around it and it hasn't gotten boring yet.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-3-774.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-3-774.html','popup','width=1200,height=396,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/11/kds-3-thumb-500x165-774.jpg" width="500" height="165" alt="kds-3.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>The Textbooks, Training, &amp; Exams</b></div><div><br /></div><div>There are two main books - theory and driving. The theory book is translated into English so I study the theory in English before class, which makes the Japanese lectures &amp; video materials a lot easier to follow. The teachers always point out the details that are likely to be on the test, so understanding the lectures is key to passing the written exams.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>The driving book is only in Japanese, as is the verbal instruction from the instructors when we're in the car. This is a good challenge for me, sometimes, when the teacher gets deep into some intricacy of practical driving. Thanks to having driven in my distant past, the basics are already in my grasp and I am understanding most of the instruction clearly. A lot of the nuance is directed to passing the practical exams. There is a specific way to get into the car, adjust the seat, and turn your head to look in the mirrors, for example, otherwise you get points off.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>The written exams can be taken in Japanese, of course, or in English (and maybe Chinese and Korean as well). Tod is passing the Japanese ones with no problem; I am sticking to my mother tongue for tests. They are not nearly as awkward as I expected. I had heard horror stories about the rotten translations, but with a few exceptions they're perfectly understandable normal English. In fact, I think the Japanese is just as convoluted - these are meant to be trick questions sometimes.</div><div><br /></div><div>Kamogawa Driving School is registered with the prefectural police and licensing center, so they can administer all of the official exams excepting the final paper test. For that, you go to the Licensing Center in Makuhari, 90 minutes away.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>The Other Students</b></div><div><br /></div><div>There are three main groups of students: 18 year olds getting their first driving lessons; elderly drivers taking their mandatory over-70 driving classes; and foreigners. Lots of foreigners! Many foreign ladies, as it turns out, and we gravitate into a loose community. We talk to one another, offering encouragement and even hugs. Women support one another across national boundaries and language barriers. It's good.</div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><b>My Recommendation</b></div><div><br /></div><div>I would recommend the school to anyone with the time and money to do the course. The staff want you to pass the exam and want to keep Kamogawa's roads safe. They work hard for you, and if you put in a good effort you will succeed!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>And if you need a ride to registration, I want to pay forward the boon my neighbor did in kicking us out of complacency and into action, so call me!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>OMG, Mould</title>
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    <id>tag:www.mediatinker.com,2016:/blog//6.3495</id>

    <published>2016-10-04T08:26:07Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-28T03:39:59Z</updated>

    <summary>This September was the rainiest one on record, which was really bad for our house and all the stuff in it. When we returned after visiting family in the US for a month, our home was completely coated in mould.The...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<div><a href="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/10/IMG_20160924_115322-COLLAGE-765.html" onclick="window.open('https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/10/IMG_20160924_115322-COLLAGE-765.html','popup','width=2047,height=2047,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="https://mt.mediatinker.com/blog/assets_c/2016/10/IMG_20160924_115322-COLLAGE-thumb-500x500-765.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="IMG_20160924_115322-COLLAGE.jpg" class="mt-image-none" /></a></div>This September was the rainiest one on record, which was really bad for our house and all the stuff in it. When we returned after visiting family in the US for a month, our home was completely coated in mould.<div><br /></div><div>The kitchen counter was green. The bedframe was sprouting three dimensional orange mould. The futons went to the dump yesterday and floor cushions were trashed. All of our clothes were musty, the shoes mildewed, leather goods dotted with mould.</div><div><br /></div><div>For the last ten days Tod &amp; I (and friends helping with supply runs) have been combatting the mess. We've washed every wall, floor, and window with vinegar and tea tree oil or bleach. We tore out and replaced the floor of the bedroom closet. Every dish, pot, pan, appliance, and utensil has been scrubbed, along with all the cabinets they live in. We replaced the wooden spoons, cutting boards, oven mitts, laundry baskets, trivets, and chopsticks. We have washed and dried epic quantities of laundry.</div><div><br /></div><div>We've been sleeping in the upstairs office/studio because it was only lightly affected. I was able to wipe off the white, powdery mildew form the furniture and vacuum the floors and call it "good enough". It's not stinky or damp up there. When we can get the downstairs bedroom back to a reasonable level of must, we will buy a new futon and bedframe.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Today, the first truly sunny day since we got back, was devoted to airing out the contents of Tod's closet. I broke three laundry poles this morning. Tod has a lot of clothes. There wasn't enough room to air the winter coats; I am hoping for a another sunny day soon. The sun is fading now and I don't think the clothes are fresh yet...</div><div><br /></div><div>We still have a fair amount of cleaning, repairing and replacing still to do. I am seriously considering another radical decluttering. I never want to have to wash all this stuff ever again. It's depressing and tedious. If you find my mood sour next time you see me, check for mould in my head.</div>]]>
        
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