More reflections on "freedom" and how it relates to James Dean, my trip to the Moon, and Japanese "standing nails"

Well, Otakon has passed and we're safely back in San Diego, our long, multi-stage vacation across America finally over. After finishing up at the convention, we spent Sunday in D.C. so that my son could see the many amazing sights there. We started with the Capital and walked all the way to the Lincoln Memorial ("the place from Planet of the Apes"), taking in various monuments along the way. One of the challenges of raising a child who's both American and Japanese is exposing him to the cultural knowledge Americans take for granted, George Washington chopping down the cherry tree and all that. I had my work cut out for me, explaining the history of the nation mainly through the presidents that appear on the U.S. currency and trying to impress upon him why archaic language like "four score and seven years ago" is important We capped off our day at one of my favorite places in the world, the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum, took in the great aeronautical achievements of the past century, went to the moon courtesy of IMAX, and did the requisite touching of the moon rock. It was a great memory.

I talked last time about what the idea of "freedom" might mean to the Japanese, at least the students I taught English to. In general Japan is what's known as heiwa-boke (hay-WAH BOH-kay), roughly meaning "going soft in the head from too much peace." Japan has spent the last six decades completely free of war, with the exception of peacekeeping efforts in Cambodia and now Iraq. I grew up with ideas from the American Revolution like "the tree of liberty, from time to time, must be replenished with the blood of patriots and tyrants" (Jefferson), but Kim Jung-il notwithstanding, Japan has very little in the way of external threats to its liberty that would make people think about what "freedom" might mean in the larger, philosophical sense. So "freedom" comes to mean the freedom to do the things they're not allowed to do in Japan, like wear the clothes they want to school (almost all junior high and high schools have required uniforms), the freedom to drive or work a part-time job (forbidden for students), freedom to listen to rockabilly music, or freedom to imitate your heroes on Hollywood. I definitely feel lucky as an American to have a better idea of what "freedom" should really mean.

I'm always interested in Japanese who recognize the limitations of Japan's more structured society and find ways around them. One person I knew had finally gotten into Aoyama University in Tokyo, a prestigious private school, after years of preparation and study. Once in the school, he found...nothing that interested him. It's common for Japanese university students to study very hard to pass a school's entrance exam, then play around for four years while they wait to graduate, and that's what he saw happening. So he dropped out -- how scandalous! -- and restarted his university career in Oregon, enjoying a much broader education in the U.S. and perfecting his English in the process. America is very much an open plain, with little in the way of established social grooves that people feel they must move through, as in Japan, and this suited my friend very well. One of the famous sayings in Japan is deru kui wa utareru, or "the standing nail will be hammered down," meaning that people who stick out will usually be brought into line with social norms in the end. If you were to make a list of Japanese who have done really outstanding things over the past century, I'm sure you'd see that most or all of them were very much "standing nails." I'm sure my friend will do great things in the future.

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Neo and Smith and one of our T-shirts in the background there.

Speaking of our shirts, they were there, even though J-List wasn't represented officially at any booth.

Cosplayers from Animamundi, wow.

Ulp, $5 for ramune? That's ridiculous in the extreme.

Observations on America as a "free" country, what that means to the Japanese, and questions about Burger King and Dairy Queen

My son and I continue to enjoy our mini-vacation here in Baltimore, and it's been fun to watch his reactions to various things here. We went swimming the other day to try and get away from the heat (ha!), and one of his observations was that America is more "free" than Japan -- fewer rules to follow resulting in more fun, from his 11-year-old point of view. When you go swimming in Japan, there are plenty of rules to follow -- everyone must wear a swimming cap and must shower for 2-3 minutes before going in, no one may dive or even jump in from the poolside for any reason, parents must keep within an arm's reach of children until they're a certain height no matter how well they can swim, and of course kids may not horse around by seeing how high they can jump off Dad's shoulders into the pool. But we had a great time swimming here, and even tried our hand at the high dive, a very rare thing in Japan, a country where all the pools contain uniformly shallow water for maximum safety for swimmers. (Another random observation my son made to me: if Burger King married Dairy Queen, would their child would be Jack in the Box?)

The idea that America is more "free" than Japan is one I've encountered quite often during my ESL teaching days. Japanese students, tired of Japan's stricter, more structured society, often pine for life in America, which is "free" and therefore good. In what way is America freer than Japan, I would ask, always eager to teach a lesson on a subject that interests my students rather than working from an ESL text. In America, there are fewer rules and more personal freedom, the answer would come back. No uniforms in junior high and high school. Most Americans start driving at age 16, not 18 as in Japan, and young people don't have to pony up $3000 or more for a month-long driving school to get their license. In American there's less pressure to fit into neat little holes the society has prepared for you. No doubt the image of America being "free" was helped along by Harley Davidson slogans and Jack Daniels marketing campaigns, so it's hard to tell which perceptions are real and which are imagined, but it was always interesting debating what "freedom" meant to to the Japanese.

A "yankee" can be many things. To someone from the American South, the word refers to someone from the North, or maybe any American not from the South -- is that a hint of Japan-style in-group/out-group labeling I detect? If you're traveling abroad, you're a "yank" even if you hail from Alabama or Georgia. But in Japan, the word yankee (perhaps more accurately written yankii to keep the concepts separate) refers to a "bad kid," a street punk like the biker gang in the anime film Akira. Also called furyo" (lit. "not good) or boso-zoku (meaning "violent tribe"), the term yankii no doubt comes from the penchant these misguided youths have for dying their hair blonde, or at least orange-blonde, which is what color it usually ends up as. It's considered quite normal for a Japanese young man to go through a phase where he rebels against society, and this is sometimes expressed as dressing tough and acting like he came out of a 1950's drive-in flick. It's embarrassing to say it, but the whole yankii thing can be traced sociologically to James Dean's famous film Rebel Without a Cause, just as the seed for all "magical girl" anime from Minky Momo to Sailor Moon can be traced to the popularity of Bewitched when it showed on Japanese TV. It's funny how everything in the world influences everything else...no country is an island, not even an island like Japan.

This month's "Game of the Month" is Target: Pheromone, a wacky 2-disc release from G-Collections. Silk is a witch who needs to return to her own dimension, and she needs your help. You must collect female pheromones for her to make her magic work, and to do this she puts all the women around you under your spell. Can you help Silk get home? A great game from Japanese publisher Trabulance. Special pricing on this outstanding game, this month only!

Remember that J-List carries dozens of amazing Domo-kun products for you, more than any other company in the world, we're pretty sure. Domo-kun is the ultra-cute spokesmonster for the "BS" (broadcast satellite) TV network operated by NHK, the BBC of Japan, and he's as cute a monster as you could ever hope to see. We're proud to bring you an incredible selection of Domo-kun products, with plush toys (including the giant huggable Domo-kun, the largest ever sold), Domo-kun straps for your phone, and a favorite of mine, the Domo-kun business card holder. Note that these items are very rare and are starting to disappear (already one of my favorite items, the Domo-kun business card holder, is out of stock for good, sob).

Things Japanese don't expect gaijin to be able to do, learning proverbs in Japanese, and reflections on my childhood

There are several methods of learning a foreign language, including grammar-translation (learning grammar and example sentences), Total Physical Response ("Simon Says" type activities), the Natural Approach (mimicking how children learn), and so on. Added to this is the always-fun "do anything that gets you attention" approach, which I've named the Social Feedback Method since it sounds better. Looking back over my years of studying Japanese, I can see that I've enjoyed surprising my Japanese hosts by doing things they didn't expect a foreigner to do. Japanese are used to gaijin not being able to eat some of their more unique culinary dishes, but with very few exceptions -- fermented soybeans (natto) and pickled fish guts (shio-kara) -- I have surprised them by eating everything, including the time I was served whole baby octopus. I learned to sing enka, the traditional music of Japan, at karaoke, and I go out of my way to count pairs of chopsticks with the proper counter of zen (ichizen, nizen, sanzen), rather than the more common counter hon (ippon, nihon, sanbon). In my heyday I was even able to write a few esoteric kanji that my Japanese wife couldn't write, although use of computers has killed much of that. I guess part of my motivation was the look of surprise Japanese people wore when I did something they didn't think foreigners were capable of.

One thing they certainly don't expect is for foreigners to be familiar with kotowaza, or proverbs, observations on life that are quite common in the language, and used by people of all ages. Although they can be difficult to learn since they often use old or archaic grammar (think Shakespere), pulling one out at the right moment can bring a look of astonishment to the face of a Japanese person that's pure gold. Saru mo ki kara ochiru (even monkeys fall from trees) means that even an expert will make a mistake sometimes. Ame futte ji katamaru (rain falls, the ground hardens) means that difficult trials will build character in the end, and yes, that is the verb form of katamari from the game Katamari Damacy. Nana korobi, ya-oki (if you fall down seven times, get up an eighth) means that you should never give up trying to attain your goals if you want to reach them -- always come back swinging. Another good one is ishi no ue nimo san-nen (sit on a rock for three years), which means that you should try something for a reasonable amount of time (three years) before deciding whether or not you really like it.

The current heat wave aside, my son and I are having a great time in the Baltimore area. Today we hit all the places I roamed as a kid. There was plenty that was different, including a Costco in the middle of a field in Gaithersburg that I used to play in, and they even filled in the lake where I used to go spelunking (used in the Calvin & Hobbes sense, i.e. throwing rocks in the water to enjoy the "spelunk" sound). Much of my childhood was spent growing up playing in construction sites of new homes as they were being built, but now that the area is thoroughly developed, there are no more construction sites anywhere -- where will the kids of today play? Although there were many changes, some things were the same -- the drug store in Reston still sells real ice cream shakes, which were delicious (they don't sell Marathon bars anymore, though). We had an extra nice treat since the Seattle Mariners are in town, so I took my son to see a ball game with Japanese players Ichiro and Johjima live and up close.

Jumping around a bit, I'll finish the Grand Canyon pics later. This was our trip to the Orioles - Mariners game, yesterday. First of all, congrats to Baltimore for making a beautiful stadium, it was fun to watch a baseball game there.

It was West Point Night apparently, with midshipmen from the Naval Academy present in huge numbers. It was great for my son to see this, since he's not really seen the U.S. military, being raised mostly in rural Japan. He is very intersted in music so it was great to be able to see the instruments that the band played up close.

The O's got in the lead right away, and we were sure we were going to lose. Ichiro, who is supposedly a star, did absolutel nothing during the whole game.

My family has a tradition of yelling ii kao shite (lit. "make a good face") at Japanese baseball players (we once did this to Nomo and he gave us the funniest look), but for some reason when I yelled this at Ichiro my son got embarrassed and told me to shut up.

Ichiro's kouhai Johjima, who I'd not known that much about, really kicked butt during the game.

This ball was kind enough to drop near us during the game. Wanting to get it for my son, I dove for it with the urgency that surprised even myself. The stupid lady ahead of us ended up picking up the ball...

...and I ended up with massively scraped knees and wonderful oozing blood. Oh well, I can tell people I wiped my bike and see if they believe me.

Thoughts on raising kids bilingual, the origin of the name "Atari" and Our RV Trip

Well, our RV trip to the Grand Canyon is finally over. We had great fun and the kids were amazed at the grandeur of the place, and I was happy to be able to show them a beautiful part of the USA. Now I'm headed "Back East" to Maryland with my son. We're going to visit family and check out the places where I grew up as a boy (including the Kay Bee Toy Store where I bought my very first Star Wars figure, if it's still there). We'll also duck into Otakon (Aug 4-6) in Baltimore and check out the show -- I'll be on some panels related to bishoujo games on Saturday if you're there and want to come by to say hi. For information on Otakon, see http://www.otakon.org.

My wife and I want to raise our kids to be bilingual, but it can be difficult sometimes. Since we live in Japan, my kids are naturally much stronger in Japanese than in English, which is why we bring them to the U.S. every summer so they can get a good dose of American culture. We learned early on that if my wife or I are around, my kids will find excuses to speak Japanese, and nothing we can do can force them to use English. The best way we've found to manage this is to put them in a "sink or swim" situation where they have to use English if they're going to survive, and we've found summer camps to be a great way to make this happen. Every summer we choose several summer camps to send the kids to, which forces them use English and make friends with other kids. Today we dropped my daughter off at Raw Hide Ranch camp here in San Diego, a fun place where kids ride horses and play cowboy or cowgirl for a week (which I highly recommend, if you're looking for a summer camp in the area for next year). For most people a summer camp is a great experience for their kids, and a peaceful week for parents, but for us it's actually an incredibly beneficial tool for making our kids acculaturate to the U.S. and feel like "Americans."

It's funny, the things you discover when you start studying a language like Japanese. The first computer I ever owned was an Atari 400, those cool 8-bit machines from the early days of home computing. The word atari (pronounced with all syllables stress the same, e.g. ah-tah-ree, not ah-TAH-ree) is a Japanese word that literally means "to hit" and it's used in the context of hitting a target or meeting a goal. It also means to get the right answer, and on game shows the host may shout "Atari!" when a contestant guesses correctly. (Alternately, he might should "ping pong!" which happens to simulate the sound of a "that is correct" bell to the Japanese ear.) When former childhood idol of mine Nolan Bushnell founded Atari in 1972, giving your company a Japanese name when it wasn't Japanese must have been quite "edge." Looking at the kanji for the word (see it on the J-List main page), you can even see that they drew a lot of the inspiration for the Atari logo from the design of the character.

JAST USA is sponsoring the first "H-Game Webcomic" entitled "HH" over at JAST USA, a hilarious web-based comic that will parody the themes found in bishoujo games, featuring characters from games by G-Collections, Peach Princess and more. Come on by and check it out! We plan to update the comic every Sunday.

This is the RV we went to Arizona in. Two adults and four kids, it was certainly cozy inside.

It was 1100 miles, there and back, not that far as far as trips go (not as bad as, say, our annual trip to Dallas for A-Kon), but far, nevertheless.

Of course, gas sucked big times, although since gas prices are always way high in San Diego (usually $3.50, although today I found gas for $3.21) we were often happy to find chaper gas.

As a long-time Peanuts fan, I've *always* wanted to go to Needles to see if they had a statue of Snoopy's brother Spike, the only brother who I consider 'canon' since he's been around since the 1970s at least (Belle can live too, but Olaf, Marbles, and Andy have to die). There was no such statue to be found. Now I need to go to Petaluma. ("Petaluma?")

The kids were having fun in the back, although trying to get 4 kids to sit still in a vehicle for that long is a feat.

Culture shock related to cars, subtleties of language, and all about Japanese pocket tissue

When I first got to Japan, I had plenty of culture shock related to auto- mobiles. Cars are very important to the Japanese, and in all cities except for the largest ones, a car is really required to get anything done, just as in the States. Auto theft is quite uncommon in Japan, so it's not at all rare to see someone leave his beautiful Nissan Fairlady Z parked in front of the combini (convenience store) with the engine running. The idea that his car might be stolen just doesn't enter into the thinking here, so it's perfectly safe. Japanese cars have the steering wheel on the right side, as in England and Australia, and the Japanese have perfected the art of starting the car without getting in it, since the ignition is easily accessible on that side of the vehicle. When stopped at a light at night, it's considered good manners to turn your headlights down to "park" so you don't blind the person in front of you, and when someone lets you go ahead of them in traffic, flashing your emergency lights at them once or twice conveys your thanks -- although this is done by polite Tokyo drivers, not Gunma locals, who have bad driving manners. Japanese love their cars, and there are many interesting products that allow drivers to deck their vehicles out, including bizarre and interesting accessories, gaudy air fresheners, and flashing lights that are great for picking up girls.

I've talked before about how languages reflect the personalities of the people who speak them, and vice-versa. English speakers are direct -- usually saying "yes" or "no" rather than speaking in more subtle shades of grey as the Japanese do -- in part because the language is set up that way. Japanese is a very indirect language, with the subject and even the object often omitted from sentences because both the speaker and listener usually know what is being talked about, which at times can be confusing. If character A says they love vanilla ice cream but leaves this word unstated, character B might get confused and think that they themselves are the object of character A's affection, a basis for may misunderstandings in anime. Another vehicle for indirectness is the passive voice, that bane of high school English teachers, used infrequently in English, but quite common in Japanese. If the boss made a bonehead decision that was a bad idea for the company, you might complain about him in English directly, e.g. "The boss upstairs decided that we should contract with a Russian spam company to increase website traffic." In Japanese, where you'd be less likely to take your boss to task in front of others, passive speech would likely be used, to avoid naming the person responsible, e.g. "It's been decided that..."

If you came by our booth at the San Diego Comicon, we probably handed you some Japanese pocket tissue. One of the most popular methods that companies have to advertise their services to consumers, printing pocket tissue with advertising on it is a staple in many industries, including home remodeling companies, banks and the high-interest finance companies that have become so popular since the bursting of Japan's economic bubble. When we looked for a way to tell people about our little Japan-based web shop, we naturally turned to the famous Japanese pocket tissue, since it's universally convenient -- you never know when you're going to need tissue -- and totally Japanese. We give pocket tissue with almost every order, too, in every case where the square shape of the tissue won't damage your order (such as an order of thin magazines, which might be bent by us including a tissue packet inside). So if you want to get some great pocket tissue from Japan, make an order today! (We also have a few types of tissue on the site, such as Domo-kun

J-List genuinely wants to spread interest in Japan in all it's mysterious forms. For those who'd like to learn to read and write Japanese, the starting place is hiragana and katakana, the two basis syllable-based writing systems used in the language. We've got a great new set of study cards that make it easy to learn hiragana and katakana using visual cues, equating a kana character with a picture that helps you memorize it. Check it out now!

Whenever a convention ends, there is the inevitible pack-down that must be done. Here are pictures of the pack-down at Comicon, in case you want to see. This is Chancee, our most excellent employee from San Diego, who sadly, is leaving us to back to her home in Texas.

It's a lot more lonely after all the crowds have gone.

This is the J-List Mobile, our handy F-150 truck with trailer that we bought this year.

The reason we make sure to put our logo on the trailer is, our last trailer got stolen right after we bought it. That really sucked.

Another view of the "accidental" rivet.

The last image you're likely to see on a Comicon advertisement. Well, goodbye, Comicon 2006. We'll see you in 2007.

I sure know how to keep busy. The San Diego Comicon ended just two days ago, but I'm already several hundred miles away, at the Grand Canyon. I'm taking a much-deserved vacation after our hard convention season this year, touring in an RV with my mother and my two kids, who just flew in from Japan. We're having great fun near the South Rim, doing very "American" things like eating hot dogs and beans and making s'mores (and with real graham crackers, too, not saltines like they use in Japan). It's a challenge, keeping the kids entertained in the middle of hot, hot Arizona, but we're having a blast so far...

I've learned something about my own country so far on this trip, at the campgrounds we've been parking our RV at each night: in addition to folks from all corners of the US of A, we've met people from such far-flung places as Germany, Israel and the U.K. It seems that a popular way for foreign visitors to see the "real America" is to rent an RV and hit the road. It's been interesting, talking with people from countries like the Netherlands about what they've seen in this great, wide country, and they're always surprised to meet an American who's an ex-pat in another country. Since people in most other countries pay a lot more for gas than we do in the States, I'm sure the fuel required to drive an RV through the U.S. looks reasonable by comparison.

Most of us know the name Americus Vespucius, the explorer and mapmaker who coined the phrase "New World," and how his name came to be placed on maps representing North and South America. Japan got its current name through a very indirect route. The early name for Japan used by European countries was Cipangu, which and the country was mentioned in the tales of Marco Polo (something the Japanese are no doubt thrilled with, knowing their penchant with making a good impression on Westerners). Eventually this morphed into Zipang, and eventually, the modern Japan in the English language. In Japanese, the name of Japan is either Nihon or Nippon (both are correct). Written in kanji (日本）, the name means "origin of the sun," which is a fairly reasonable name since the sun appears to come from Japan, when seen from China, and they didn't know much about those things back then.

Back in the Edo Period, there were four castes in Japanese society: warrior (samurai), farmer, artisan and merchant, with merchants at the bottom of the rung, despite their actual position of importance as movers of the economy. There seem to be similar castes in Japan today, which might include such groups as salarymen (full-time employees of private companies), providers of skilled services like carpenters, farmers, and Japanese public employees. The latter group, called komuin (KOH-mu-in), are an interesting part of society here, consisting of every national, prefectural or local employee, every fireman, every policeman, every tax collector, and every educator at any level. Postal employees used to fall into the komuin category, but Prime Minister Koizumi has privatized the post office, essentially making it a publicly mandated private organization. Responsible for administering Japanese laws, collecting taxes, granting permits for various activities, issuing marriage licenses and generally making Japan run smoothly, komuin are in theory like public servants in the U.S., and yet quite different. Unlike the private sector, where companies must work hard and show results, Japan's public employees enjoy incredible stability, and theirs is the last segment of society with de facto lifetime employment in Japan. Young people who want the comfort of the stablest possible job and a long, steady climb up the social ladder aspire to pass the difficult tests that allows you to work as a public employee, although of course, if your parents are friends with your local city councilman he may be able to get you a job even if you haven't passed the test -- Japan is nothing if not flexible. While Japan's public employees provide a solid white-collar backbone of stability for the country, there are a lot of complaints about lack of fiscal restraint in Japan's public sector. For example, despite the decade-long recession in Japan, our prefecture found the money to build a 32-story skyscraper-style prefectural office that cost hundreds of millions to erect yet does nothing but provide government employees with a beautiful view. Before starting J-List, I had the opportunity to work as a komuin in my city for a few months, and I learned a lot from the experience (including that I didn't want to have a life that was that stable).

More pics from Comicon. Hey, I've seen that shirt before!

We are always retiring older J-List shirts for new ones, and so we have quite a lot of older shirts. This is one, and this guy wears it proudly as an "old school" J-List fan.

We always get a lot of comments on our banners, which were designed by Naomoto Sakaki or the Borderline series. We get plenty of offers to buy them, although they're not for sale.

This guy was walking around in a Pocky costume.

This girl was so hot, I thought for a moment I was at the AVN show in Las Vegas. She's holding the Domo-kun plush that was such a hit at the show. Bummer that my Treo decided to put an artifact in the picture.

I liked this shirt, too.

And this one, with Space Invaders printed into the shirt.

Isn't this the coolest thing in the world? I love the Clone Wars-style redesigns of the Star Wars characters.

The end of Comicon again, thoughts on math and the abacus, and strategies for communication

It's that time of year again: the crowds have gone home, the D.C. Comics banners have been pulled down, and the giant inflatable Pikachu has been deflated. The San Diego Comicon has come to an end, and we're all so tired, we feel like we've climbed Mt. Fuji. There is nothing like this convention anywhere in the world: a sprawling room that's easily ten times the size of Echo Base on Hoth, filled with all manner of geek culture, and there were well over 100,000 attendees this year. We had a great show, shook a lot of hands and sold a lot of Totoro T-shirts. If you came by to say hi, thanks!

In addition to greeting fans and talking about the wacky things from Japan we carry on the J-List website, I completed a lot of purchases for customers. Two T-shirts here, three packs of Black Black there, and did you want all three of the X-Change games? I had to do a lot of calculation in my head, which can really be challenging, since I'm not very good at doing math on the fly. The general consensus among Japanese I've talked to is that Americans usually aren't very good at math, and in my case this is certainly true. While trying to figure the total for some loose socks and Domo-kun toys I found myself envying my Japanese wife, who always seems able to do complex calculations in her mind with perfect accuracy. Part of the reason she can calculate so quickly is no doubt due to her years learning the soroban, or abacus, a complex system of beads that makes all kinds of addition and multiplication a snap. My wife has the equivalent of a "black belt" with the device, and can actually do calculations on an "air abacus," moving her fingers in mid-air and imagining where the beads would be to get the total. Sadly, it seems that abacus skills are slowly falling by the wayside in the current generation, as fewer and fewer kids are going to the special juku schools to learn how to use an abacus.

Communicating with people from a different country can involve making use of communication strategies to get your point across. These strategies take many forms, from hand signals to indicate an item on a menu to using non-sequitors to feign comprehension at times to keep the flow of a conversation from grinding to a halt -- I've actually done this while getting sloshed with British friends in Japan when I couldn't quite tell what they were talking about. I have a gaijin friend who's a full professor at a Japanese university, and he actively avoids using proper keigo, or formal polite Japanese, going out of his way to make some mistakes in his speech when talking with the other professors. The reason, he says, is to keep the staff of his university from knowing how fluent his Japanese is, since they might pile unwanted translation work on him if they knew of his linguistic abilities. Plus he wants to remain humble and raise up his Japanese colleagues: although he could pass level 1 of the Japanese Language Proficiency Test, the primary test for students of the language, he avoids taking this step, since most of the professors he works with haven't passed their level 1 of the "Eiken" test (the corresponding test for English).

Heading into the convention center now. Why don't you join me for some fun at Comic-Con?

One of the major differences bewteen Comicon and Anime Expo, other than the fact that the population of my Japanese home city is around me on the convention floor at the former, is the cosplay differences: there were not many costmes at all at SDCC, but 33-50% of the fans at AX were in costume.

Lots of interesting T-shirts, yes. Since she likes the military uniforms, I gave her a catalog with our upcoming game.

I always get culture shock at all the tattoos and face-piercings (in some cases, "harpoonings" is the only term to use), which of course they don't do back in Japan too much. This woman had a Monopoly board on her arm -- pretty cool.

Nice button. Pretty wacky.

Close-up. Incidentally, I was using my Treo 650 that I bought for use in America (won't work in Japan though, grrr), which isn't as good in the camera-department as my normal camera.

We had this girl in costume hold our school bag from Matsukameya, and it looked really good in her hands. We got a *ton* of interest in the school uniforms we sell.

This guy looks like he's cosplaying Ray Bradbury cosplaying Mr. Spock.

Cool costume. He used a real flight helmet for the helmet part, too, for extra realism.

Another Mei. This one was cuter than the last one I took a picture of.

Some useful phrases for making a good impression in Japanese, Japan and the sweet potato-bank ATM connection, and fun at the San Diego Comicon

The San Diego Comic Con is underway, and although it's just gotten started, we're tired already, however it's the good kind of tired. We spent Thursday greeting about a jillion fans and selling our many unique products, from dating-sim games to our wacky Japanese T-shirts and hoodies to Domo-kun plush toys and more. Incidentally, I made a mistake on the booth number in the last update -- we're actually in booth 229, all the way to the right side (when facing) of the convention center, right in the middle of Anime Alley. For more info on the show, see this page. We hope to see you at the show, or if not, on the J-List website!

The all-purpose polite Japanese phrase domo is a handy word for a foreigner to know, as it can be used as an abbreviation for the correct phrase in almost any situation, even if you're not sure what that phrase would actually be. Literally meaning "very" (as in, domo arigato gozaimasu, thank you very much), the domo expression can be used to mean hello, goodbye, I haven't seen you in a long time, thanks for taking care of that problem for me the other day, and so on. Domo-kun, the popular mascot of NHK, Japan's public broadcasting network, serves partially to make kids aware of how important it is to be polite to others, hence his name. As usual, Japan is very onion-like, and you can be sure that peeling away the layers of politeness will bring on more complexity. While the nuances of Japanese courtesy can be about as confusing as parsing TCP/IP headers -- there are verbs that change form depending on whether the subject of the sentence is an honored guest who must be raised up to a higher level, or yourself or a member of your "in group," requiring a self-effacing, humble verb -- you can make a good impression by learning a few simple phrases.

One such elementary phrase that comes in handy in many situations is ojama shimasu (oh-JAH-MAH shee-MAHS), which basically means "sorry for intruding" and is what you say when you enter someone else's home. Kids often forget to say this when they visit a friend's house, and I always go out of my way to make sure my kids say it to their friends' mothers when visiting (the sight of an American lecturing his kids on how to speak polite Japanese is an amusing one in my neighborhood). Another important phrase is onegai shimasu (oh-NEH-GAI shee-MAHS), which just means "please" (or more literally, "I request it of you"), always useful to know. Finally, there are itadakimasu and gochiso-sama deshita (ee-TAH-DAH-kee-MAHS and go-chee-SOH-SAH-MAH DESH-ta), which are used at mealtimes and essentially mean "I'm going to receive the gift of this food" and "thanks for a delicious meal," respectively. While the two phrases are used in most every household (the latter corresponds to "May I please be excused?" in that kids aren't allowed away from the table unless they say it first), they're especially important in situations where politeness is needed. If someone takes you out to eat and they're picking up the tab, it's especially important to use the latter phrase to thank them for dinner.

Japan can sure be a perplexing place. It's a highly advanced nation in which digital technology is often far ahead of other countries, and yet in the autumn there's no finer sound than the baked sweet potato man, driving his truck around as he sells stone-baked sweet potatoes while singing his baked sweet potato song. Bank ATMs are another perplexing area. We take 24-hour automated tellers for granted in the U.S., but when I came to Japan, I was surprised to see "cash corners" (as they are called here) close at 7 pm weekdays, earlier on Sunday. The reason? By law, there has to be a bank employee inside all "automated" tellers, so it's difficult to keep them open at all hours. Once I was trapped in Hokkaido during Golden Week, unable to get money out of my account for several days because the ATMs were closed along with the banks. In contrast, a friend of mine was able to get money out of his account in Sweden while living in rural India with his normal bank card and PIN. Another ATM difference: you can only get a few hundred dollars out at machines in the U.S., but in Japan, it's possible to withdraw up to $30,000 at a time.

Since not everyone is fortunate enough to be able to attend the San Diego Comicon, we're going to give you a nice surprise: free shipping (U.S./Canada) or half-price shipping (for international customers) on all our amazing PC dating-sim games, which makes this a great opportunity for you to spend some time browsing the J-List website and bag a few "H" games. Why not take this chance and get all the great English-translated PC dating-sim games you've been wanting to buy?

More pics from our trip to Santa Cruz (since my camera battery was dead, making it impossible for me to take pics at the Comicon today). Nice picture of our new baby Nicholas and his favorite cousin.

We had to do the mission, of course, which was a really beautiful one. This was the mission in Santa Cruz, one of the oldest in California.

This mission as founded by Junipero Serra, who happens to be the guy who founded my high school, since it's named after him. Or something like that, anyway. (Just kidding.)

Fr. Serra is actually buried in the mission. I'm not sure if he is below this stone, or elsewhere in the compound.

A bible from 1568 that Serra probably used. Kind of cool to try to read the Latin. Speaking of Latin, has anyone seen Elfin Lied, the most coolest anime to come along in a while? They get major kudos for having an opening credit song sung entirely in Latin.

A reconstruction (?) of Fr. Serra's humble room.

The garden outside was also beautiful, and hopefully restful for those interred here.

All about bowing, something America has that Japan does not, and a strange buzzing sound

Can you hear that? The buzzing sounds you hear are the murmers of excitement being uttered by everyone who's going to be at the San Diego Comicon this weekend, July 19-23. J-List will be there in a big way, of course, and we sure hope you'll be at the show, too -- come see us in Anime Alley in the 500 aisle (I think that's where we'll be -- anyway, just look for the Domo-kun plush toys). For information on the show, see this page.

You know you've been in Japan too long when you bow while speaking to someone on the telephone. It's just one of those local mannerisms that you can't help but pick up, like doing the swishing "come here" wave (which to Western eyes looks like "get away from me"), or "slasher hand" as you move through a crowded room. The Japanese bow in many formal and "sort of" formal situations, but like the politeness that's built into the language itself, there are many subtle layers. If you were to meet a person you work with on the street, you might slightly lower your head and utter that all-purpose Japanese polite phrase, domo -- a pretty casual greeting. Meeting with a representative from a company you do business with is obviously a more formal affair, and you would show respect by bowing lower and for a longer period of time as you exchange meishi, or business cards. Funerals are extremely solemn, and when the father of J-List's accountant passed away, my wife gave me careful instructions about exactly how to bow when giving my condolences to him and his family.

There are many differences between Japan and the U.S. One of them is that the U.S. has inflation, while Japan does not, or not much, anyway. The accepted wisdom is that "Japan has very low inflation, but the prices are high to begin with," and while this statement seems odd when you hear it, in practice it's proven quite accurate. In the fifteen years I've lived in Japan, prices have changed very little -- it used to cost $16 to take the train from our city into Tokyo, and now it's up to $18.50, and the 350 ml Coke that used to cost $1 is now $1.20. It probably sounds nice to be paying 1995-era prices for many products, but there are downsides, too. First, gas is plenty expensive, the equivalent of $4.50 a gallon, although Japanese drivers don't feel the pinch as much as they otherwise might since they don't put 50 miles on the car just going to the mall like I'm doing now in California. The other downside of the lack of inflation is slow or no growth in salaries, which leads to a general economic malaise since consumer spending can't push the country forward like it does in the States. A major part of the reason why inflation is hard to find in Japan is that land prices have fallen every year since the bursting of the economic bubble back in 1989 -- they've down to half what they were at their height, which is bound to create more than a little economic suckage.

J-List sells our world-famous wacky Japanese T-shirts, with cool slogans in kanji and other original designs that will really make you stand out in a crowd. Our newest shirt is one that customers have requested often, a version of our best-selling "Looking for a Japanese Girlfriend" design, but on a stylish fitted girly tee, rather than our normal men's T-shirts. It's very kinky, looks great, and we're sure that you or someone you know would look super in it! Why not browse all our amazing Japanese T-shirts and hoodies today?

We continued up the mountain. Chug chug chug...

One member in our group didn't like the loud noises the train made, although riding in a train built in 1912 was pretty cool, I thought.

At the top was...trees, and more trees. These were some of the most beautiful things I've seen. Roaring Camp and the mountain it sits on is one of very few spots that had never been logged, so the trees were all pristine, from prehistoric times.

It was really amazing, seeing all these trees, which stretched back to 3000 years ago.

Really, if you're in this area you can't not take this trip. It was really fun, a great way to respect nature. I could really see how Indians (and Japanese) revered the kami that lived in these old, beautiful trees.