<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:09:00.244+09:00</updated><category term='travel'/><category term='cats'/><category term='sabbatical'/><title type='text'>Vicky's News</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-8860052770953048050</id><published>2009-10-07T13:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:43:30.132+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing this feature with cat videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="416" height="337"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/cp/vjVQa1PpcFMKx2DIo_7rGrszHkgPe2DQnSQE6qmSR1I="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/cp/vjVQa1PpcFMKx2DIo_7rGrszHkgPe2DQnSQE6qmSR1I=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="416" height="337"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-8860052770953048050?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/8860052770953048050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=8860052770953048050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8860052770953048050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8860052770953048050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2009/10/testing-this-feature-with-cat-videos.html' title='Testing this feature with cat videos'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-4961234942984241856</id><published>2009-01-04T17:29:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:40:46.050+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SWBzumHI_vI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jOCFP2AO4YA/s1600-h/DSCN0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SWBzumHI_vI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jOCFP2AO4YA/s320/DSCN0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287353206874636018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, 2008 was not a bad year, but of course, I understand why so many people hated it.  In any case, I hope 2009 will be better for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;On the very last day of 2008, Masashi and I went up to Hokkaido to spend a few days with his family.  It was good to see them all, and to breathe in the clean, cold air. For some more pics, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=69860&amp;l=4fa94&amp;id=684227600"&gt;go to my Facebook page.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-4961234942984241856?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/4961234942984241856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=4961234942984241856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/4961234942984241856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/4961234942984241856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-is-here.html' title='2009 is here!'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SWBzumHI_vI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jOCFP2AO4YA/s72-c/DSCN0495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-6830147465830926111</id><published>2008-12-30T17:09:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:15:03.587+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Phasing out web page, phasing in Facebook</title><content type='html'>I've had two web pages, one personal and one for work, for several years now, but for the last few years, I haven't been updating them much at all.  My work page used to contain lots of stuff-related to my classes, but that has pretty much been taken over by the university's in-house class management system.  I still have that page for links and announcements about office hours and such, but it only gets updated a few times a semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal web page is even more neglected!  I stopped updating the news section, and moved to this blog (which doesn't get updated enough, but I will try to get better!) And then I started using Facebook...so much easier just to write a quick status update.  Is it convenience?  Laziness?  Or something else?  I don't think anyone was looking at my web page anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-6830147465830926111?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/6830147465830926111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=6830147465830926111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6830147465830926111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6830147465830926111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/12/phasing-out-web-page-phasing-in.html' title='Phasing out web page, phasing in Facebook'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-3892962887638576092</id><published>2008-12-30T16:42:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:53:35.200+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you'd never see in the U.S...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SVnTI0JGEcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YdbmXJetc28/s1600-h/DSCN0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SVnTI0JGEcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YdbmXJetc28/s320/DSCN0434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285487786085192130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In early December, Masashi ran in the Naha Marathon in Okinawa. (He finished in 5 hours, 55 minutes, 55 seconds...) More than 27,000 people started the race, and about 19,000 finished.  So 27,000 people, most of the running for more than 4 hours...and where do they put their stuff when they are running?  They just &lt;i&gt;leave it&lt;/i&gt;, scattered all around the starting/ending point.  These photos just show a few views of the area around the starting point. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SVnRnz15EiI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MvF2g2HFdcs/s1600-h/DSCN0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SVnRnz15EiI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MvF2g2HFdcs/s400/DSCN0435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285486119557337634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, people leave backpacks and tents, totally unattended, with no security guards in sight, for several hours, with total confidence that all their stuff will be there when they get back! (The tents and blue tarps are no for security--they are just to keep  things dry in case it starts to rain.) Masashi's friends did the same. I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; that they left their wallets back at the hotel, but they left backpacks with their jackets and long pants and even their cell phones right there on the ground!  I just can't imagine this happening in the U.S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-3892962887638576092?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/3892962887638576092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=3892962887638576092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/3892962887638576092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/3892962887638576092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-youd-never-see-in-us.html' title='Something you&apos;d never see in the U.S...'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SVnTI0JGEcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YdbmXJetc28/s72-c/DSCN0434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-3876993348202193472</id><published>2008-12-23T00:52:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:00:12.840+09:00</updated><title type='text'>YouTube Favorites</title><content type='html'>These days, I am enjoying YouTube.  It's good to see SHORT clips in between other work. I was happy to find that I could find clips of British comedy, like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AbFab&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Bit of Fry and Laurie&lt;/span&gt; (the latter is recommended for American fans of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt; who have no idea of what Hugh Laurie used to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like some of the YouTube stars, like &lt;a href="http://jp.youtube.com/user/HappySlip"&gt;HappySlip&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jp.youtube.com/user/kevjumba?ob=4"&gt;KevJumba&lt;/a&gt;.  And music is great too!  I search for all the old Japanese folk songs that Masashi's friends sing at Karaoke, like this song &lt;a href="http://jp.youtube.com/watch?v=2wbAJzhR69o"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Kokoro no tabi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I LOVE this song, and the video is fun too (great hairdos!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-3876993348202193472?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/3876993348202193472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=3876993348202193472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/3876993348202193472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/3876993348202193472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/12/youtube-favorites.html' title='YouTube Favorites'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-5835919813926106896</id><published>2008-12-23T00:48:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:52:20.379+09:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the year</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted anything for a LONG, LONG time.  These days, I am too busy even for blogging, it seems, although I can kind of keep up with e-mail.  The very short updates on Facebook seem to be all I can handle!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maybe my resolution for 2009 should be to update my blog regularly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-5835919813926106896?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/5835919813926106896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=5835919813926106896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/5835919813926106896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/5835919813926106896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-year.html' title='end of the year'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-8610590648022102312</id><published>2008-10-08T10:46:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:14:56.727+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ba13e8a8de02da30" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/8610590648022102312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=8610590648022102312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8610590648022102312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8610590648022102312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-8234531893352119183</id><published>2008-10-08T10:45:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:08:26.521+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOwQyqW7ARI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bgz3Wdt22HQ/s1600-h/Tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOwQyqW7ARI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bgz3Wdt22HQ/s320/Tiger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254593327784460562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of my 13-year-old cat, Tora-chan(also known as Tiger).  I posted his picture here in class, just to demonstrate how to upload a photo, but he's pretty cute so I guess I'll leave it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-8234531893352119183?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/8234531893352119183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=8234531893352119183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8234531893352119183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8234531893352119183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='My Cat'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOwQyqW7ARI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bgz3Wdt22HQ/s72-c/Tiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-7999709371260616903</id><published>2008-10-05T22:13:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:24:48.504+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Hokkaido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOi96EBKOvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xEmk5U6frOo/s1600-h/DSC01144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:20px 20px 20px 20px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOi96EBKOvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xEmk5U6frOo/s400/DSC01144.JPG" border="1" alt=""id="rice plants up close" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow up the photo of the golden buildings in Tokyo with one of the golden rice in Hokkaido, just at harvest time. &lt;p&gt; I took a bunch of my seminar students up to Masashi's hometown of Biei, in the third week of September. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOi-vXJ-oaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/01TQE3MWH3c/s1600-h/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:20px 20px 20px 20px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOi-vXJ-oaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/01TQE3MWH3c/s320/DSC01219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="rice being harvested" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was the first time I had been there at that season, and it was wonderful to see the golden fields of rice, and to see Masashi's family harvesting them.  Late summer/early autumn is a great season in Wisconsin, and it feels the same in Hokkaido--warm afternoons, but cool mornings, with heavy dew and even fog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-7999709371260616903?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/7999709371260616903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=7999709371260616903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/7999709371260616903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/7999709371260616903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/10/golden-hokkaido.html' title='Golden Hokkaido'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SOi96EBKOvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xEmk5U6frOo/s72-c/DSC01144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-709889302924148412</id><published>2008-08-04T09:45:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T09:52:41.297+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SJZRTMOfj7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/8ajqiUz9Ia0/s1600-h/DSC01056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SJZRTMOfj7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/8ajqiUz9Ia0/s400/DSC01056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230457407378788274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this photo from our roof balcony last month, on a Sunday in mid-July.  Masashi and I took advantage of a cloudy and not-too-not afternoon to ride our bikes to Shinjuku Gyoen park.  On the way back, it rained just a bit, and then when we got home and went out on the roof (which we often do on nice summer evenings, with the cats), the setting sun under the rain clouds made the city glow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are into the season of insanely hot weather.  Today the high is expected to be 36 degrees (about 96 F); that's bad enough, but at night it sometimes only gets down to 27 or so (81F), so there's no chance to really cool down, except with the air-conditioner, which I hate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-709889302924148412?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/709889302924148412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=709889302924148412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/709889302924148412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/709889302924148412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/08/golden-tokyo.html' title='Golden Tokyo'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SJZRTMOfj7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/8ajqiUz9Ia0/s72-c/DSC01056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-7802637162061449907</id><published>2008-06-06T09:27:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:41:14.350+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you lost weight?</title><content type='html'>For the longest time, this question was bothering me...I had stayed at more-or-less the same weight for quite a while, and in fact, it was the most I had ever weighed, but whenever I would get my hair cut or get new glasses, people would look at me and say, "Have you lost weight?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that the real meaning of this question was something like, "Vicky looks a little different.  Maybe it's her weight.  She's still a little fat, but not as much as I thought."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that recently, I have lost some weight, and almost no one has noticed!  (I haven't had my haircut recently, and I am still wearing the same glasses!) I have lost 6 kilograms (15 pounds) since my all-time high last September (at my yearly physical, the doctor for once did NOT say that because I was an American, it was O.K. that I weighed a little more than the average for Japanese women.  He simply said "You have gained almost three kilograms since last year.  That's not good.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some of the reason for the weight loss is probably the Wii Fit (see last posting), in that I can use it to do a little exercising on days when I otherwise wouldn't (because the gym is closed, or because I have to go to work and it's raining so I can't ride my bike). Another reason is probably because Masashi and I are both eating less, especially at dinner.  I've just cut down on the amount I cook, or we just order a little less than usual.  We are still full, but not stuffed.  (The owner of our favorite Italian restaurant actually noticed this and said something to us the last time we were in there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masashi has starting running, usually three or four times a week, and he has lost quite a bit of weight too.  We are both able to fit into clothes we haven't worn for awhile!  (But it also means that a few of my favorite articles of clothing,one skirt and one pair of pants, are just too big.) The strange thing is, though, when we got together with his friends a few weeks back, they didn't notice that he has lost weight either.  Weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, many of the people in this circle of friends have been running for a few years.  One couple is planning to get married in Okinawa this December, and the next day, they and many of the guests will run in the Okinawa Marathon.  Masashi is probably going to try it too.  But I am not planning to take up running--I don't like the bouncing-up-and-down part.  I will just stick to my bicycle, the gym, and taikyokuken (TaiChi), oh, and the Wii Fit aerobic boxing and hulahoops!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-7802637162061449907?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/7802637162061449907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=7802637162061449907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/7802637162061449907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/7802637162061449907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-you-lost-weight.html' title='Have you lost weight?'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-5748068589192001355</id><published>2008-05-19T18:15:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:45:44.662+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Fit!</title><content type='html'>Back in early April, we bought a Wii game set, together with the Wii Sports and Wii Fit software. I had seen some commercials for Wii Fit, and somehow, it seemed fun, especially the balance games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I LOVE it!  It turned out to be much more interesting than I expected.  I like the balance games, but also the yoga, muscle exercises, and especially the aerobics.  Before we got it, I was sceptical about the muscles exercises (what can you do &lt;br /&gt;I guess some Wii games have been available in the U.S. for awhwithout weights) andthe aerobics (what can you really do in the living room, with than small board), but it turns out that you can do quite a lot.  I still will go to the gym to lift weights, but the Wii is good for days when I don't have time to go to the gym.  The balance games can also be a way to relax in-between stints of working at the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I guess some Wii games have been available in the U.S. for awhile, but Wii Fit is just going on sale there now. &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/15/fashion/15fitness.html?ex=1368590400&amp;en=2ff8"&gt;The New York Times has an article about it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised to find that one of my favorites is the boxing aerobics.  Somehow, it is really fun to punch at the screen, and it works up a sweat.I set it at the advanced level, which is a 10 minute workout, but it is so fun that sometimes I take a short break--drink some water, and do a balance game--and tehn come back and do it again.  (Note: Wii Fit is set up like many video games--when you first start, you can't try all the activities.  You only get to have some of them after you have spent some time with it.  You don't get to do the boxing until after you have done some of the other aerobics first.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the funniest thing is the "zazen".  I guess that it is probably called Zen  Meditation or something like that in the English version.  It's offered as one of the  balance games, and I guess it's meant to be more silly than anything else.  You sit on the board without moving, looking at the candle on the screen, while your hear noises in the background meant to distract you.  If you move, you get whacked!  I've tried it a few times, and once I was really distracted, by a friendly cat rubbing up against me to be petted.  I had to laugh, and I got whacked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love Wii Fit, and I am hoping that in a few months or so, there will be a second edition with more exercises and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of Wii Fit videos on YouTube, including &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iYBmAVuBns"&gt;this parody.&lt;/a&gt; It's not &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt; doing nothing; "Leaning-side-to-side" and "sticking-out-you-leg" are not at all as easy as this suggests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wii Sports is kinda fun too.  It has bowling, baseball, tennis, golf, and boxing.  Masashi has used this a lot more than I have, but we recently bought a second control so that we can play against each other.  We've just done the bowling so far, but I have teased him about wanting to try boxing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-5748068589192001355?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/5748068589192001355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=5748068589192001355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/5748068589192001355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/5748068589192001355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/05/wii-fit.html' title='Wii Fit!'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-8630589207716829154</id><published>2008-05-13T20:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:58:51.859+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Typhoon and Earthquake</title><content type='html'>The news both from Myanmar and China is hard to imagine.  But at least in China, we know what is going on, and we can see that the government is doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always donate money after big earthquakes, in Japan and in other countries.  It's a kind of superstition--if I donate the money, the big earthquake won't hit here.  And of course, I donate for other reasons...tsunamis, and this time, typhoons.  But this is the first time I have made so many donations in such a short time. First, because of the sudden rise in food prices, then for typhoon and earthquake victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For international situations, I usually donate through &lt;a href="http://www.mercycorps.org/"&gt;Mercy Corps&lt;/a&gt;, because they have partnership with local NGOs in many countries, and they are also rated very highly as a charity for which a relatively low percentage goes to overhead and a high percentage to actual aid.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For donating to disasters within Japan, there is always something set up through the post office (actually, for big international disasters too).  Almost no one has checking accounts here, so postal money orders are a common way to send money. They always announce the postal accounts to send money to on the news, both for domestic an international emergencies; I used to try to quickly write them down, but I them discovered that the post office has a list of them.  All you have to do is go there and say "I want to send money to X", and they'll show you the list of organizations collecting money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really depressing to have so many natural disasters in such a short time...and the situation in Sudan getting even worse, with a possible war between Sudan and Chad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-8630589207716829154?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/8630589207716829154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=8630589207716829154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8630589207716829154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8630589207716829154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/05/typhoon-and-earthquake.html' title='Typhoon and Earthquake'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-9140790289854591455</id><published>2008-05-10T16:42:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:45:07.319+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting again...</title><content type='html'>I stopped updating this blog for awhile, and when I went back to it, I discovered that the photos had disappeared... (There is an explanation, but not interesting enough to write about here.) So I lost motivation to blog.  But then I got an e-mail from a friend I hadn't heard from for awhile, and he mentioned that he had read the blog, so I've decided to start it back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing is writing this message.  The next thing will be to put a few pictures back up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-9140790289854591455?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/9140790289854591455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=9140790289854591455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/9140790289854591455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/9140790289854591455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2008/05/starting-again.html' title='Starting again...'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-7894456182288697296</id><published>2007-12-29T23:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:51:35.756+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Saipan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVTorQGmcI/AAAAAAAAACM/i1DPL3I4jN0/s1600-h/Saipan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVTorQGmcI/AAAAAAAAACM/i1DPL3I4jN0/s320/Saipan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198653303139244482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masashi was feeling beach-and-snorkeling withdrawal--we hadn't been in the water since  Hawaii in December 2005!  So we took a short trip to Saipan--compared to Hawaii, Saipan is closer (3 hours by plane), cheaper (even during Christmas), and there's no jet lag (only one hour time difference).  And on top of all that, Christmas isn't the peak time, so we didn't have to plan months and months ahead, like we would for Hawaii.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVT3bQGmdI/AAAAAAAAACU/-QB-_7H6Bpw/s1600-h/Saipan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVT3bQGmdI/AAAAAAAAACU/-QB-_7H6Bpw/s320/Saipan1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198653556542314962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed just for four nights and three full days (with one day to get there and one to get back).  It was wonderful--warm, even hot at times, with beautiful skies, and lots of bright, colorful fish.  Since all we wanted to do was to relax in a warm place, it was perfect.  And the food was good too, much better than Hawaii, where everything is too sweet. The picture above shows the beach in front of our hotel, Aqua Resort, and in the background you can see the small island where we went for snorkeling.  On the left, you can see one of the main scenic spots on Saipan, overlooking Bird Island (which didn't have any nesting birds at this season.)  It was also fun for me to be in a Christain country at Christmas time, to hear all the Christmas music on the radio and in the hotel lobby. We'll probably go back some day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-7894456182288697296?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/7894456182288697296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=7894456182288697296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/7894456182288697296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/7894456182288697296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/12/saipan.html' title='Saipan'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVTorQGmcI/AAAAAAAAACM/i1DPL3I4jN0/s72-c/Saipan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-2083832236387881607</id><published>2007-12-29T23:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:07:48.874+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hisashiburi (It's been a long time...)</title><content type='html'>I had a busy, busy semester, and so I didn't update my blog for a long time.  It's almost the end of 2007, and so I thought I'd better put up at least a bit of news in case anyone ever reads this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is still fine here in Tokyo.  It's the winter break, and I'm suffering with a nasty cold that I picked up while in Saipan (just a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;clogged&lt;/span&gt; head). Masashi and I are settling in for a quiet New Year at home with the cats, who are very happy we're back after 5 days away.&lt;br /&gt;More about the trip in the next posting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-2083832236387881607?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/2083832236387881607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=2083832236387881607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/2083832236387881607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/2083832236387881607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/12/hisashiburi-its-been-long-time.html' title='Hisashiburi (It&apos;s been a long time...)'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-1745117102870359128</id><published>2007-10-23T22:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T22:13:47.139+09:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my worst nightmares...</title><content type='html'>It didn't happen to me, but now I know am right to be worried about it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago now, when riding on a super-crowded rush hour subway train in Tokyo (one of those ones where the station workers &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;push&lt;/span&gt; people into the train), I had a panic attack when I suddenly wondered what would happen if the train stopped for some reason and we were stuck in the train for awhile.  I had to get off at the next stop, and since then I do anything to avoid those kinds of rush hour trains.  These days, if I have to go to Shinjuku station in the morning, I take the bus--it's a 35 to 50 minute ride, in contrast to the 10 minute train ride, but I don't panic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on tonight's news, they reported that a crowded rush hour train stopped between stations due to some kind of problem.  People were stuck in there for two hours before someone came to lead them out.  It was in one of the newest subway lines, the Oedo line; because it's new, it's very deep underground (so it can run under all the other lines).  I always feel nervous when I take that line because it's so far underground.  Anyway, because it's so far underground, the ventilation is not very good--50 people fainted or had to lie down while waiting to be rescued, and 10 were taken to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I feel that I am definitely right to avoid those trains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, when I go to Waseda, I can take a train that isn't very crowded.  I have to walk 25 minutes to the station (or else I can take a bus if I am in a hurry), but I can sit down on the train for the 10 minute ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-1745117102870359128?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/1745117102870359128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=1745117102870359128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/1745117102870359128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/1745117102870359128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-of-my-worst-nightmares.html' title='One of my worst nightmares...'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-2902804749466942330</id><published>2007-10-01T10:06:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:55:07.943+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabbatical'/><title type='text'>Europe Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVUZ7QGmeI/AAAAAAAAACc/iZ84_BQJnp0/s1600-h/VinBrussels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVUZ7QGmeI/AAAAAAAAACc/iZ84_BQJnp0/s320/VinBrussels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198654149247801826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last month of my sabbatical, I went to Europe for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a few days in Brussels recovering from jet lag. It's a small city, with some beautiful old buildings and parks.  This was my favorite park, dedicated to the various guilds that made Brussels such a thriving city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the Universite catholique de Louvain for the &lt;a href="http://cecl.fltr.ucl.ac.be/SummerSchool2007/welcome.html"&gt;Learner Corpus Summer School.&lt;/a&gt;  It was a very exciting week in which I learned a lot, and I met many linguist/language teachers from around the world. Now I have many ideas about what I will do next with the learner corpus I am creating at Waseda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVUirQGmfI/AAAAAAAAACk/8VRbO2NyVOI/s1600-h/Brighton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVUirQGmfI/AAAAAAAAACk/8VRbO2NyVOI/s320/Brighton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198654299571657202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to Brighton  in the south of England to meet with Lynne Murphy, a professor at the University of Sussex, to discuss a project involving antonyms in Japanese. This photo was taken near her house.I knew that Brighton was by the sea, but I was surprised to find that it is quite hilly--and Lynne and her husband live up near the top of one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-2902804749466942330?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/2902804749466942330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=2902804749466942330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/2902804749466942330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/2902804749466942330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/10/europe-trip.html' title='Europe Trip'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVUZ7QGmeI/AAAAAAAAACc/iZ84_BQJnp0/s72-c/VinBrussels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-4011049554568653998</id><published>2007-09-06T22:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:13:54.559+09:00</updated><title type='text'>~ ~ ~ Shaking ~ ~ ~</title><content type='html'>The typhoon is now hitting Tokyo.  We're not yet in the highest wind speed range,  but already the house is shaking quite a bit in the gusts, and the windows are rattling. I don't think there's any danger of the windows breaking (they are reinforced with wire in them), but I don't think I'll get much sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be flying to Europe tomorrow on a flight that leaves at 11:30 a.m.  The typhoon should be past here by then, so the plane will probably fly, BUT I am worried about whether I'll be able to get to the airport in time.  I was planning to leave at around 6:30, but they are predicting that we'll still be in the center of the typhoon then, and in that case, there will be no trains running. I hope the typhoon just moves over faster than they expect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-4011049554568653998?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/4011049554568653998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=4011049554568653998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/4011049554568653998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/4011049554568653998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/09/shaking.html' title='~ ~ ~ Shaking ~ ~ ~'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-1968835704855082341</id><published>2007-08-29T13:47:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:56:48.680+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Mr. Hissy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVVJbQGmgI/AAAAAAAAACs/Qy8kCmy6FSw/s1600-h/Hissy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVVJbQGmgI/AAAAAAAAACs/Qy8kCmy6FSw/s320/Hissy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198654965291588098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the two neighborhood cats has died.  Mr. Hissy (a.k.a. Hissy-chan or Gray-chan) was found dead behind the neighbor's car yesterday.  We don't know how he died exactly, but we (the neighborhood people who loved him) had been worried since we hadn't seen him much on Sunday and not at all on Monday.  He was in a big fight with an evil orange cat on Saturday night and at first I thought that might have been what killed him, but other people don't think that is likely.  Masashi thinks he was poisoned, either accidentally or deliberately.  Many people in the neighborhood loved him, but a few people hate cats, especially if they are fighting noisily late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people came by to see him last night as word spread of his death, and some people even brought flowers and treats to set around his body. But he was taken away just now by the city ward.  They have special truck to come around and collect dead animals...just a job for them, but they were nice and not at all surprised by the flowers and treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other cat, Mama-chan, is very lonely now, and has been crying a lot last night and today for me to come outside to pet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that Hissy-chan was "just a cat", but he was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; cat.  He was an unusual color, as you can see, and many, many people looked for him to pet him and talk to him everyday.  When he'd hear the footsteps of one of his friends turning into our street, he would go running to meet them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We will miss him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see more pictures of Mr. Hissy and Mama-chan in my June post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-1968835704855082341?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/1968835704855082341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=1968835704855082341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/1968835704855082341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/1968835704855082341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodbye-mr-hissy.html' title='Goodbye Mr. Hissy...'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVVJbQGmgI/AAAAAAAAACs/Qy8kCmy6FSw/s72-c/Hissy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-6655315505903488945</id><published>2007-08-12T20:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:03:53.126+09:00</updated><title type='text'>~~HEAT~~~!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Tokyo, enjoying (enduring?) the hot weather!  For the first week or so, it was not too bad--high temperatures of 31 or 32 degrees Celsius (88 to 90 Fahrenheit).  Even though it is quite a bit more humid here than in California, I didn't mind too much, and I didn't feel like I needed the air conditioning.  But then Friday and Saturday, it got up to at least 36 degrees outside, and more than 33 in the house (dropping down to 30 or so at night).  It was just miserable!  When I tried to go to sleep last night without the fan, it was impossible--at midnight, it was still 33 degrees in the bedroom.  SO we slept with the air-conditioning on (set to 29).  But today it was better,, only about 32 outside and inside.  Now I'm sitting here in the living room with just the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate using the air conditioner if I don't have to.  Not only does it use electricity (and spew hot air into the air locally), it makes me feel somewhat sick if I am in it for too long.  The fan is much better. I also have bottles of water and tea in the freezer.  I take one of these out and put it against my forehead to cool off, and drink the liquid as it melts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-6655315505903488945?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/6655315505903488945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=6655315505903488945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6655315505903488945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6655315505903488945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/08/heat.html' title='~~HEAT~~~!!!'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-5264469232932748048</id><published>2007-07-24T11:52:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T17:02:37.136+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>A Trip to San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVWVrQGmlI/AAAAAAAAADU/7E34syiPtlM/s1600-h/SanFran2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVWVrQGmlI/AAAAAAAAADU/7E34syiPtlM/s320/SanFran2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198656275256613458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVV3rQGmjI/AAAAAAAAADE/2VZ__UJpOHk/s1600-h/SanFran3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVV3rQGmjI/AAAAAAAAADE/2VZ__UJpOHk/s320/SanFran3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198655759860537906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hideko and I took the train down to San Francisco, together with Sheryl, another student at the LSA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were met by Hideko's friend Andy, a Japanese guy who has been living in San Francisco for a long time. Andy took us to some of his favorite places around the town, across the Golden Gate Bridge, of course, but also to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wonderfully&lt;/span&gt; steep street  that had been planted in hydrangeas, all in bloom that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVVnrQGmhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8SIv76IXpBs/s1600-h/SanFran4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVVnrQGmhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8SIv76IXpBs/s320/SanFran4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198655484982630930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Andy's restaurant, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We Be Sushi.&lt;/span&gt;  The miso soup was great--Andy's mom must have been a really good cook! But at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of the sushi was a kind that his mother probably never made, like his special grilled eggplant sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVWPLQGmkI/AAAAAAAAADM/DgXZrSZ3oP0/s1600-h/SanFran1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVWPLQGmkI/AAAAAAAAADM/DgXZrSZ3oP0/s320/SanFran1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198656163587463746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-5264469232932748048?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/5264469232932748048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=5264469232932748048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/5264469232932748048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/5264469232932748048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/07/trip-to-san-francisco.html' title='A Trip to San Francisco'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/SCVWVrQGmlI/AAAAAAAAADU/7E34syiPtlM/s72-c/SanFran2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-9124511681515717069</id><published>2007-07-12T12:28:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:11:35.484+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Gardens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/cactusflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/cactusflower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stanford and the surrounding area is filled with flowers!  Even the cactuses in the Arizona Cactus Garden are blooming. I don't know what this one on the right is called, but I had to try to get a picture of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/tower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small gardens are tucked away into courtyards, and in the more open spaces there are fountains and more flowers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Stan-Flower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Stan-Flower1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoons, there are always people enjoying these spaces, but after dinner, I was able to get some shots with no people in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-9124511681515717069?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/9124511681515717069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=9124511681515717069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/9124511681515717069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/9124511681515717069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/07/gardens.html' title='Gardens...'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-4285781665669046393</id><published>2007-07-11T15:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:10:47.345+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabbatical'/><title type='text'>ALMOST a student again!</title><content type='html'>I'm really enjoying the classes here at the Linguistics Institute.  I am attending 4 classes: one on writing systems (of languages past and present), one on language change (historical and present, English and other languages), one on language variation (focusing on English, especially cases where two different words seem possible in a particular kind of sentence, and looking at differences in meaning/style/etc. which might distinguish them), and a class that is hard to describe in a blog that will probably be read by people who don't know much linguistics.  (It focuses on ways we can characterize a speaker's knowledge of syntax--in this case English--using statistical models based on frequencies of words and constructions).  I may also take one more class if I can find one I like.  A lot of interesting classes are scheduled at the same time as those above, but in one of the free periods, I've tried two different classes.  One was a bit beyond me, and so I tried joining another class recommended by another person here.  That one was really a bit too "Intro" level to be interesting.  But four is the normal number, and there are evening lectures and workshops on Wednesdays and weekends, so I don't really need more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; a student because I don't have to do any homework!  There are assignments for anyone who wants to get college credit, but for the rest of us, it's enough if we just do the readings (as much as possible--there are too many to get to them all)  and go to class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also enjoying the beautiful campus here.  Today after dinner, I went to the Stanford Shopping Center (I'm not a fan of shopping or malls, but I have to admit it is a beautiful place) to buy a sweater (it's been cold the last few days, and I didn't bring enough warm clothes), and I decided to get a camera.  I didn't bring my digital camera from Japan because it was a little too big and heavy, especially the battery charger (which I have to use often because the battery wears down so fast. ) I really like my old Sony CyberShot, now about 7 years old, but when I saw a Sony store in the mall, I decided to get a new one.  It is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; much&lt;/span&gt; smaller and lighter, and works like the old one...except that all the menus are in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENGLISH! &lt;/span&gt; It really felt weird when I picked up the one in the store and saw English on the screen.  I might actually try using more of the features with this one.  Starting tomorrow, I am going to take pictures of the campus to post here, so check back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-4285781665669046393?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/4285781665669046393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=4285781665669046393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/4285781665669046393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/4285781665669046393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/07/almost-student-again.html' title='ALMOST a student again!'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-6937549557543352238</id><published>2007-07-03T13:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T13:10:32.765+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy...</title><content type='html'>Before the regular classes start here, there are three days of Presession classes, designed to get people up to speed on particular topics. I signed up for three of them,  not quite thinking thatit would mean almost 6 hours in the classroom per day for these five days.  Since I have been waking up pretty early (5:30 today) because of the time difference, and staying up fairly late trying to review some of the stuff we did during the day, I am feeling pretty sleepy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the pre-session ends tomorrow.  There will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;fireworks &lt;/span&gt;on July 3 and a barbeque on July 4, so a bit of a chance to relax before the classes start.  (Then it will be just 4 hours a day...PLUS the extra lectures, workshops, etc. that I might choose to go to.)  I probably won't have a chance to go far off campus until Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One place I definitely want to go is down to the wetlands.  It is DRY here--the creek and lake on campus are actually bone dry.  But this morning, walking across the lawn right in front of my dorm, I saw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Great Blue Heron&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  It was SO COOL... I bet there will be a lot of herons down by the bay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-6937549557543352238?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/6937549557543352238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=6937549557543352238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6937549557543352238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6937549557543352238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/07/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy...'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-2634538671217477778</id><published>2007-07-01T09:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:11:35.486+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabbatical'/><title type='text'>Stanford!</title><content type='html'>I am finally here at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stanford University&lt;/span&gt;, for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linguistic Society of America Summer Institute.&lt;/span&gt;   I arrived in California on Wednesday, and I stayed for three nights at a hotel in Menlo Park, the town just north of here, to try to recover from jet lag.  But today I moved down to the university, to my new home-for-one-month, in the graduate student housing.  I got my computer connected, bought the books I'll need for the courses which start tomorrow, and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; rented a bicycle!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past three days, I've done a lot of walking,various places in Menlo Park and from there down to the university and around downtown Palo Alto, maybe 5 or 6 miles each day.  That was fun--I enjoyed looking at all the gorgeous flowers everywhere--but being on a bicycle is much better!  On one of the days when we don't have classes (maybe July 4th?), I plan to ride down to the wetlands/nature preserve areas down by San Francisco Bay.  I don't think I'll ride it to class--the distances between the buildings we'll be using are not really that far--but it will be very good for exercise and just general joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/Rob5EPqwNoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GKJIOu-cnTQ/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/Rob5EPqwNoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GKJIOu-cnTQ/s200/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082023080854828674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know that things will get very busy soon, but I think that I'll try to keep up with this blog, after telling my friends and family about it.  (I thought it was linked to my home page, but I realized just now that it is not.  I'll have to try to change that.  I'll have a lot to say, but because I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; foolishly decided not to bring my camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I won't have many good pictures.  I thought the camera would be heavy (especially since I'll be bringing back books) and a hassle at the airport, and that if I really wanted to take a picture, I could use the camera on my cell phone. HA!  The picture above is the only decent one out of many, many attempts yesterday, a closeup of a cool cactus in the Arizona cactus garden on campus. But maybe if I keep trying, I'll get better at using that camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, check back for updates, and maybe for photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-2634538671217477778?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/2634538671217477778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=2634538671217477778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/2634538671217477778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/2634538671217477778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/07/stanford.html' title='Stanford!'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/Rob5EPqwNoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GKJIOu-cnTQ/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-6511128382222517935</id><published>2007-06-12T20:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:10:25.580+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>CATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/SleepingTiger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/SleepingTiger.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone who knows me knows that I love cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Three &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lovely cats live with Masashi and me: Tora-chan (a.k.a. Tiger), Mike-chan, and Hana-chan.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tora-chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; who you can see at the left, has been with me for 12 years now, even since he was found by the side of the road as a tiny kitten no bigger than the palm of my hand.  He's been my faithful campanion through many rough times... and he even meets me at the door when I come home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike-chan&lt;/span&gt; (below) was rescued by a group that helps abandoned and stray cats.  She had been found wandering with her eyes glued shut! The forms that came with her showing her health check-up just listed her as a "mike-neko" (calico cat), so I just called her Mike. (That's pronounced like a Japanese name: "mi", which means "3", as in 3 colors, and "ke" which means "hair"). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Mikechan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Mikechan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike-chan is about the same age as Tora-chan, and has lived with us for 9 years now; originally, I got her to be Tora-chan's pet because he was so lonely when I was gone at work.   Origin As you can see, she likes to eat... she's definitely overweight.  The short little tail is a feature often found in Japanese cats--the tail bones are all bunched up and fused together, giving her the short tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hana-chan&lt;/span&gt; has come to live with us much more recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Hanachan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Hanachan1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She came to live with us in 2005, after her mother (see below) brought her to the front of our house in a snow storm, to eat and get dry. When the mother and kittens didn't leave, I began to panic--what would the neighbors think about 6 cats in front of the house? What would happen when those cats all had kittens?  A neighbor  organized a capture of the cats, and a volunteer tames the kittens and found homes for them, all except Hana-chan.  I promised to find a home for her, and she ended up with us!  Masashi wasn't sure about getting another cat, but now she is his favorite.  This picture shows her in one of her favorite sleeping spots, a box that is too small for Tora-chan or Mike-chan to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/MrHissy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/MrHissy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hana-chan's mother and (probable) father live outside in our neighborhood. They spend  a lot of time eating and sleeping in front of our house, but they are not "our" cats.    This beautiful gray cat came first, taking shelter from a typhoon in an empty cardboard box in front of our house, and while he accepted the food I gave him, he had to hiss first, just to make sure that I wouldn't get too close--so we called him "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hisser&lt;/span&gt;" (also,"Hissy-chan" or "Mr. Hissy").  Now he's become very friendly and tame, and so everyone else calls him "Gray", and most people comment on his unusual coloring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/TwoCats2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/TwoCats2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hisser had been visiting out house regularly for a few months, I heard him meowing loudly one morning after I had given him some food.  He was calling another cat, a rather ordinary brown one, who came and ate most of the food.  I didn't really like the idea of feeding two cats, but I was intrigued by the fact that Hisser had called her.  I saw her now and then, but she always ran away when I tried to get close.  Then one cold snowy morning, she came with four kittens! The rest of the neighborhood knew her well, and already were calling her "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama-chan&lt;/span&gt;".  The two cats spend most of their time together, but they have now been "fixed" so that there won't be any more kittens.  Most people find Hisser to be friendly than Mama-chan, but Mama-chan is always friendlier to me.  She knows that her kitten (Hana-chan) is living in the house, and I think that she is glad that I helped her kittens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-6511128382222517935?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/6511128382222517935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=6511128382222517935' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6511128382222517935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/6511128382222517935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/06/cats.html' title='CATS'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-3727678360001143308</id><published>2007-04-18T00:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:11:35.487+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Hachijojima</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Masashi's cousin Masashi &lt;/span&gt;(yes, same name, but different family name) lives on an island  south of Tokyo called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hachijojima&lt;/span&gt;.  We went there for a short visit the past weekend so that Masashi could help Masashi with some computer-related things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes about 8 hours to get their by boat, but only 35 minutes by plane, so of course we flew.  The view is wonderful...Tokyo Bay and Mount Fuji, and several other small islands on the way to Hachijojima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Nana.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While the Masashis were busy, Masashi's cousin's daughter Nana took me around to some of her favorite spots on the island.  We rented a couple of bicycles, because her mother's motorized one was too heavy for me to use, and Nana's old one was much too small for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the ocean, of course, but we also went inland to a park which has a small stream with a waterfall, and fireflies in the summer.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Hachijojima2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://idisk.mac.com/vicky1128-Public/Photos/Hachijojima2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really lovely, the kind of place I was always happy to find in Wisconsin.  We had to take off our shoes and walk across the stream to get to the top of the waterfall.  Nana says it is a wonderful place to cool off in hot weather.  All we could hear was the sound of the water and the birds... I only wish there was a place like this in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Masashis were finished with the computer stuff, we all went for a bath at a hot spring.  There are several on the island, all a bit salty.  Then we went for dinner at the Korean restaurant run by Nana's mother.  Nana went home after that, but the three of us adults went out to the Anchor Pub, run by an Australian guy and his Japanese wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only in Hachijojima for one night, and it was only April, so we didn't do any snorkeling, but maybe we'll go back in summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-3727678360001143308?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hachijojima' title='Hachijojima'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/3727678360001143308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=3727678360001143308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/3727678360001143308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/3727678360001143308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/04/hachijojima.html' title='Hachijojima'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-8660071541097263318</id><published>2007-04-17T23:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:57:30.213+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabbatical'/><title type='text'>Sabbatical</title><content type='html'>For this semester, I am on sabbatical: a whole six months for research, during which I don't have to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the option of asking for one year rather than six months, and I also had (and still have) the option of asking for an extension of six months or one year (which I might or might not get), but for a lot of reasons, I decided to just ask for six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is that I kind of want to be around at SILS (the School of International Liberal Studies) during the final semester for our first graduating class.  Another is that I had promised to work on an on-going fall semester project.  But the biggest reason is that probably because I was worried that if I took one year or more, I might waste too much of my time.  With only six months, I really have to get to work, don't I? And if I take six months instead of one year, I will theoretically be eligible for another sabbatical much sooner.  (Of course, how soon I get to have another depends on who is on the committee to decide that when I apply next time...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first few weeks, I have just been been trying to get my wrk schedule figured out. In the past, it has always been true that I can't get any work done in the mornings, and that still seems to be true.  For the first few weeks, I was feeling bad about goofing around or sleeping in the morning, but now I have just decided to give in, and just plan to work in the afternoon and evenings.  But that means that I need to eat less for dinner (I don't work well on a full stomach) and not drink alcohol with dinner...  Or else just do the dinner preperations early and eat late, and work in between.  That might be the best plan of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even making dinner at all?  That is one of the joys of being on sabbatical, I think! WHen I am working, Masashi and I don't get to eat together enough, and we also eat out a lot.  I really enjoy cooking when I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this sabbatical, I am working on two main projects, and a lot of little ones.  But maybe I'll save that for another post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-8660071541097263318?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/8660071541097263318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=8660071541097263318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8660071541097263318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/8660071541097263318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/04/sabbatical.html' title='Sabbatical'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927887905177398405.post-1042567519695235431</id><published>2007-04-02T09:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:58:31.656+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting this blog...</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated my web page in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LONG &lt;/span&gt;time, and I never seem to get around to updating my news.  I'm starting this blog, linked to my web page, to see if I can get myself to post more regularly for friends and family who are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927887905177398405-1042567519695235431?l=vickysnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/feeds/1042567519695235431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927887905177398405&amp;postID=1042567519695235431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/1042567519695235431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927887905177398405/posts/default/1042567519695235431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickysnews.blogspot.com/2007/04/starting-this-blog.html' title='Starting this blog...'/><author><name>Vicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17629559165211017811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gfHdnPXNf-8/R3Zd4CcPXzI/AAAAAAAAABs/Axr1FOUfwvE/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
