Buried Treasure

Shadows of life raced across the city fleeing from our headlights. It was one of those mornings where I had slept in the back of a car on route. Slowly waking as we near our journeys end and we wonder quite where we are as a dark and unfamiliar city creeps past the window. I'm like anyone I guess and once I see a familiar landmark I can place myself in a mental map of exactly where I am. Amongst all the places I reference in my mind as landmarks are shopping malls!
Yes I know I'm sad!
Minatogawa Shoutengai is a mall I'm fairly familiar with even though its 1000 km from my home however it looks strangely different before sunrise. It was almost 4:30am and we'd beaten the sun by about twenty minutes and I was left in the car falling asleep again while the driver went to find someone so we could go inside. He's a nice guy and came back with some hot coffee which, once drunk or should I say carefully sipped past burnt tongue, gave me the feeling of being awake even if it wasn't quite true. The driver took us around to the side of the mall where our truck and a couple of vans had parked up out of the way of any delivery trucks and I met the film producer.
That sounds wonderful doesn't it?
Jazz in a movie! But even for small cable network presentations and commercials they need a lot of people in specialized roles. It was very nice for me to meet everyone and even nicer to have people bring me food and drink. I wasn't use to it but I could get used to it!
Wednesday was setting up the stand and radio interviews regarding the adventure island buried treasure hunt for charity with local and involved dignitaries and photo sessions.
I spent the night in a small boarding home. The crew and I had four bedrooms and one bathroom.
Nothing hard you may imagine even when you are used to creature comforts and apparently have people run off and get you things when you want them. One of the guys had eaten something terrible and he was constantly in the bathroom. He even knocked desperately when I was trying to take my bedtime shower!
I felt sorry for him and stood outside with just my towel and bath slippers while he did what he needed to do and then after he left I found that I cannot open the window and it really needed an open window. I got the ventilator fan going as fast as I can and I also I sprayed perfume throughout.
The guy after me just looked at me in dismay!
I don't know if my perfume annoyed him or whatever the scent before me was (and we all know what it was!) he may have thought was me!
Thursday morning I had the luxury of sleeping until seven but I was awake at five because having no internet in that house meant that I didn't stay awake silly hours, I just slept! We went and made taped presentation and a live broadcast on local cable. Live TV isn't really live. There is a delay loop to allow for the prevention of transmission of undesirable elements.
Due to certain contractual clauses I can't publish the video that was taken on the shoot but nothing stops me using stills.

I was home by 20:00 on Thursday evening. Friday was a big day at work with Chinami passing her assessment with great results. I celebrated this by spending my lunch hour searching for and buying a new hairpiece. My old one was looking rather tired.

Saturday was get away way. Sometimes Hitomi and I just clear our schedules and go to the train station and with packed bags and jump on a train to anywhere and find a place to stay and just blend ourselves into the local flavors. Since this is the total opposite of our usual routines, no computers, no mail and no mobiles phones and no time-tables or itinerary, you can imagine that this sounds like an ideal way to lose stress?

We think it is. This time was different though. She has to meet someone in Niigata and so we knew where we were going. The reason was that she had a possible future in snow country (雪国) and her distraction was less than two hours and so I didn't mind at all.





Goldfrapp - Twist


What can I say?
Alone and just us with closed doors and we say to hell with the world.

...Put your dirty angel face
Between my legs
And knicker lace

Fight me, try me
Kiss me like you like me...

New hair, new days, new phone, new bruises, new hopes, old desires...

Did anyone miss me?

This is one of those posts for readers that don't bother much with words. You just want pictures - so you're catered for on this one!