OK, not yet, but maybe something will come out of my trip to Tokyo. After a long flight (I still feel echoes of the plane's turbulent bouncing) and a long bus ride from the airport, I've been relaxing in my hotel room for a while. I really wanted to explore the neighborhood, but it was about 95 degrees when I got here and I'm dead tired. I'm just forcing myself to stay awake for now so I can hopefully avoid any jet lag tomorrow. I watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" on the plane courtesy of Continental Airlines, and I think it might be Charlie Kaufman's best work yet as a screenwriter. Then since the rest of the movie selections stunk, I watched "The Godfather Part II" and "Wayne's World" and tried to sleep. On the bus ride into Tokyo, I could tell that I was really tired when I didn't realize for fifteen minutes that the Japanese drive on the wrong side of the road. Tokyo doesn't remind me of any other city I've ever seen. One observation I can remember right now: in New York, people who live in the city and have terraces or balconies usually use them for junk storage instead of relaxing outside. Here, it looks like a terrace or balcony is where you let your laundry air dry. Also, I'm pleasantly surprised at the number of buildings and businesses with names in English. And I hope I learn to like Olympic judo and baseball, since right now that's all they're showing here.