Had a meeting for a potential gig- us on one side of the table, the Japanese design team on the other. It felt like the meeting went really well, and got to a point where it felt as though we didn't need the interpreter anymore: their CD and I were getting by with hand-gestures and pointing at stuff. I hope it goes somewhere, because it felt like a great start.

The Apple Store thing was great. The store is amazing-- I've not been to any of the others, though, so I don't know if Ginza is indicative of the rest of the world's Apple Stores or not. Mateus and I split an hour, just showing work and saying hi, basically. Met Chad from SUPERFUTURE, which was cool. Afterwards was a large, large, large, large dinner with the SHOTS team and a few folks we'd met here.

Then the evening turned to drinking, so I took everyone's bags back to the hotel while the rest of the party experienced perpetual santory time.

The next day we didn't get started until around 4. So we wandered, ate, and wandered more.

On the hunt for j-panties, we went into a sex shop that was so small i kept banging my head on the dildos that hung from the ceiling. We found a Winnie the Pooh vibrator and a cock-ring of some sort billing itself as KING OF FUCK. Bought neither, but we'll probably be back in the neighborhood later tonight. You never know when a Winnie the Pooh vibrator may be just what your customs-clearing experience is lacking.

Mateus and Alex headed out this afternoon; Baker napped and I got some client stuff out of the way.

I want to try and hook up with Chad or Jean Snow or any of the other folks we've met out here but it's getting harder and harder to live on Tokyo time the more I've been out here, rather than the other way around.

I've managed not to trip, spill, vandalize, break, scandalize, embarrass, or otherwise ass-up things for almost 24 hours straight.