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Broadcasting to an audience of three (and a goldfish)...
Comment, ramblings and musings... life through the eyes of a Japanologist...
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Tuesday, April 30, 2002 |
 Desperate times call for desperate measures. Time to make use of the much-vaunted 'Digital Hub' of which my iBook is supposed to be the, well, the hub.
I'm going to record the speech as an AIFF file, convert it to MP3, and then download it to my iPod. This way, I can listen to it whenever I want! Inspired, if I do say so myself...
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Great! Just great!
I cannot for the life of me get the first sentence of my speech right. Or, more to the point, I can't get one (ever so slightly) crucial word right. I want to say, o-iwai no kotoba, which means 'words of celebration' (i.e., the Best Man's speech), but what comes out every time is o-negai no kotoba, which basically means 'asking for a favour'. Slightly different. Slightly important. Slightly difficult. Why?
I know what I'm doing this evening, anyway...
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I have a feeling that crab sticks originated in Japan. In which case, I think I can offer an explanation for why they're called 'crab sticks' (let's face it, a pretty unimaginative name) in Britain...
The reason is this. I bought some crab sticks today, and in Japanese they're called Hokkai Sutikku, which translates as 'North Sea Sticks'. So there you are!- nobody in their right mind would call a seafood product in Britain 'North Sea Sticks', after all. I mean, think of the North Sea and what images spring to mind?
I rest my case.
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Or it was. I found something I want to change. Version 35 (or is it 36)...
And counting...!
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Up to version 34 of the wedding speech today- or it might be 35. To be honest, I've lost count... This is (hopefully) the absolute, complete, final, set-in-stone version.
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Went to the Naval Base for lunch. The normal restaurant wasn't open (this being Golden Week), so we went to the cafeteria used normally by the non-Officers. We chose ramen, but I realized that this was a mistake- eating a steaming bowl of noodles is almost guaranteed to make one sweat even in winter, and so it's definitely not a good idea to be eating them when it's almost summer.
However, whether today could be called 'almost summer' is debatable. It's one of those oppressive days when the sky looks, and the air feels, just like it could erupt into a tremendous thunderstorm at any minute. It feels humid like summer, but the sky is like a fretful autumn evening.
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Another gem from the Internet Movie Database. 'Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood' should be out sometime this year. Well, the book seemed to generate fairly polarised opinions, so I'll look forward to the film...
Of course, it'll probably not be out here until about 2005...
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Walking to work this morning, I passed one of the firth-year elementary school students heading to school. She was wearing a T-shirt with the words 'Fuck You! Get Off!' in huge letters on the front. I can only think- hope!- that this was being worn without knowledge of what it really means. Certainly I've never taught words like this to my children- in English or Italian.
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