Japan

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2009-08-05T08:56:00.001-07:00

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2009-07-24T09:40:00.000-07:00

Randomness ahead. I am not even gonna attempt to make sense. I think it'll be more fun that way. Welcome to Misty's brain....

(1) Message from the American Embassy

Warden Message – Roppongi Security Notice: Drink Spiking

The U.S. Embassy continues to recommend that American citizens avoid frequenting bars and clubs in the Roppongi area of Tokyo due to drink-spiking incidents. (haha...awesome)

The U.S. Embassy continues to receive reliable reports of U.S. citizens being drugged in Roppongi-area bars. Most reports indicate that the victim unknowingly drinks a beverage that has been secretly mixed with a drug that renders the victim unconscious or stuporous for several hours, during which time large charges are fraudulently billed to the victim, sums of money are charged to the victim’s credit card, or the card is stolen. Victims sometimes regain consciousness in the bar or club, while at other times the victim awakens on the street. Assaults on Americans have also been reported in connection with drink-spiking.

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http://metropolis.co.jp/tokyo/725/lastword.asp

http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/asiapcf/06/05/japan.herbivore.men/index.html?iref=topnews

Finally, OKINAWA!!!!

She's a keeper

2009-07-12T03:53:00.000-07:00

Folks.

Below is a little blurb from one of my best friends of all time. She is so right on.

"My last adventure will be the one that i take when I transcend this world. Until then, life is one big adventure. it's up to you to decide how adventurous you want it to be. Once you lose the excitement of adventure is when your life should end......the curiousity, the learning, the deepening of understanding is what adventure is about....and isn't that what life is about? when you decide to stop living is when your adventure ends. my adventure is just beginning. i've found that i don't desire to move about and am not restless as when we were in our early 20s, but there's something new awaiting me and i'm looking forward to experiencing this newness. adventure doesn't exist only in foreign lands. it exists in your heart and mind."

Cheers, MNDN (you know who you are!)

Picture this.....

2009-07-06T07:55:00.000-07:00

The sun setting in front of my apartment....I love this.

These are snippets of my life over the past two months. Aw, Japan.

From drunken lab parties (yes, that is a breathalizer and IV you see), to endless birthday celebrations, to a Fat Boy Slim Concert, to an art festival involving half-naked dancing men, to shenanigans in Roppongi.......my toes be tappin'.

I heart Michael Jackson

2009-06-29T05:35:00.001-07:00

In fact, I love this man so much that I gave myself an ear infection. No joke.

I have been running through the rice fields lately to get to work (nice workout) and I JAM my earphones into my ear to make sure they don't slip out. I want to hear every last word of songs like "Dirty Diana" and "Beat it." Apparently in this process I have pissed off my right ear like nobody's bidness and am now on antibiotics. If this is the price I have to pay for Michael, then so be it.

Michael Jackson is THE MAN. May his music live on!

My lovely friend, Erika Nishizato, made an icon of my ear (she is a badass graphic designer). She sacrificed a rainy Sunday to come with me to the doctor's office in the Bunj. It was an experience....

2009-06-25T08:00:00.000-07:00

Time seems to have accelerated over the past few months, as my stay in Tokyo is quickly coming to an end. As I reflect on the dynamic experiences I have had, I realize just how much Japan’s culture, people, and rich tradition have shaped me. The “Fulbright experience” has truly made a mark on my character and I feel that I have evolved somehow into a person with more perspective and balance.

When I first arrived in Japan, I was incredibly excited about the potential oozing from this place. I was excited to explore a new world, dive into research/work, meet new people from all walks of life, and gain some perspective about the world while doing these things. It is strange for me to think that these thoughts were initially felt 10 months ago. It is odd primarily because these thoughts have not been dampened in any way, but only heightened to a degree that I could never possibly anticipate. Let me explain.

Exploring a new world. I have tried to capitalize on every spare moment I have in Japan. While some of these adventures have contributed to my missing the last train back to Kokubunji, many of these experiences have truly opened my eyes and contributed to my new and more cultured perspective on life. Recently, I have visited museums, art exhibits, music concerts, photoshoots, and even sat in on two incredibly well done independent documentaries (with English subtitles, of course). I have also explored new “areas” within Japan with friends and even alone, stumbling upon those hidden treasures that can only be discovered by a wrong turn or holding the map upside down. I have been amazed at many things I have seen and often take a second to step back and take it all in. This is a rare practice for me, but one I have come to embrace in order to mentally process all the intense stimuli around me. Tokyo offers a world where everyone can find his or her niche, I believe. While exploring this new culture, people, and environment, you become uncomfortably close to understanding yourself and what you value or do not value. You begin to question aspects of life that you have not considered before and find thoughts flashing in your mind that may have never had the chance to surface. I believe these experiences to be among the most important in life and an important part of evolving as a person. Indeed, it is through such experiences that we learn what makes us tick and how to be a better and more conscious global citizen.

Diving into research and work. While I am a strong advocate that only progress can adequately measure efficiency and commitment, I can also say that time facilitates these things in most cases. Working 10-12 hour days has been a grueling part of my experience in Japan, but an incredibly worthwhile one. It has been more challenging than originally anticipated to work on two studies at once, though I do feel that the time spent on these studies has been productive. As the results of both studies trickle in, I am finding my excitement about the potential impact of such findings to be significant. There is nothing better in the world (to me) than to truly believe that your research findings will contribute in some way towards the vast knowledge in the world, and maybe not be filed away amongst the many half-hearted attempts at discovery. The results of my stigma study, in particular, are very exciting. This is the first cross-cultural comparison study between Japan and the US concerning the stigma associated with schizophrenia and we can safely report that there are significant differences between the two cultures. Hopefully I will be able to discuss this in further detail soon, as the analysis is still underway. While the study has been more expensive than originally projected, perhaps the results will impact the world in a way that may lead to decreasing stigma associated with mental illness. This is my dream.

I have participated in a few conferences and meetings outside of my area of expertise that have been incredibly informative. Before I came to Japan, I was truly trapped in the A to B mentality that medical/graduate school tends to steer you towards. Living outside of this environment now, I can look at this type of mentality objectively and see that it does not promote creativity or foster individual development. It may be too standardized and formulaic to promote new neurons to fire in novel ways. In my opinion, you need to stimulate such neurons to fire in order to come up with the ideas that will lead to important discoveries. This inside-out approach was once novel to me, but it is one I truly endorse now after living the “Fulbright experience.” After all, if the formation of cortical layers in our brain develops with this idea in mind (“inside out” approach), there must be some hidden meaning to subscribing to such a notion. I am convinced. I have been particularly impressed with the conferences I have attended concerning soft power, global relations and diplomacy, as well as talks given concerning the environment and climate control. To be a conscientious global citizen, we must first realize that we cannot completely separate our lives from public policy/politics, the environment, other countries in the world, technology, and science. I believe these subjects to be imperative if we are to truly grasp the future direction of this world and to harness our individual potential to initiate progressive change. After all, it is when we open our minds to the GLOBAL consequences of our actions now that we can begin to understand that what we do today will affect future generations to come throughout the world. It is a very powerful thought that I feel might be novel to many American scientists who are trained to think in the A to B format.

Meeting new people from all walks of life. During my short stay in Tokyo, I feel so fortunate to have met so many interesting characters who have contributed to my overall impression that Japan is a wonder. Considering that I work at a psychiatric/neurological hospital, I encounter patients with schizophrenia (“togo shitcho sho”) and mental illness everyday. Moreover, I see patients with severe cases of epilepsy, brain retardation, and rare genetic diseases as they try desperately to make their way down the hall. Each step for them is careful, calculated, and seems to take just as much courage as it does energy to execute. These people are my heroes, for they are alive and functioning in a world that may not be as considerate as it could be in these modern times. The stigma, discrimination, and shame that are often associated with such illnesses permeates all cultures and all geographic boundaries, which is why it is a global problem to be solved and not one specific to Japan. We must understand – as scientists and physicians – that a major part of healing and understanding brain pathophysiology resonates in comprehending the integration of nature with nurture. We often neglect the nurture aspect of this partnership, which is comparable to looking through a window at the world with the shades only half drawn. Seeing these people at the hospital and learning their stories reminds me that it is essential to open the shades completely to let the sunshine – or lack thereof- stream in.

Moreover, I have met social scientists, artists, historians, half Asians, designers, professors, pilates instructors etc. who have shaped me in more ways than one during my brief stay in Japan. The breadth of knowledge gained from my interaction with these individuals delves deeper than any textbook or manuscript could ever take me. There is something to be said for looking at a person face to face, sipping on coffee together, while listening to their story and learning about life –and all it’s intricacies – through their perspective. There is no question in my mind that this has been one of the most valuable aspects of my Fulbright experience – genuine immersion in the Japanese culture. Many of these people I have met are native Japanese, offering a relatively foreign, yet interesting, outlook on things I may have taken for granted. For example, when an American sees a person with a mask on their face, they think, “Why is that person wearing that mask? Do they think that such a mask can prevent them from getting a cold?” We don’t think about things, necessarily, from the opposite perspective, which is how the Japanese may interpret such an act. You see, the Japanese may be wearing the mask to protect others from an illness they already have – they are a considerate people who often focus on community and how they fold into society. This is just a small example of how cultural differences run deeper than just language; in fact, this demonstrates why many foreigners often find themselves truly “lost in translation.”

Perhaps one surprising finding is the plethora of half Asian individuals I have met in Japan. They call us “hapas” or “halfus,” which can mean many things. For the sake of simplicity, we will say that “halfu” means ½ Japanese, ½ something else. While I am only ¼ Japanese – but a ¼ Chinese as well- I am still considered to be part of this “halfu” cohort to some extent. I have never felt ashamed or conflicted about my ethnicity, but was raised to embrace these drastically different cultures and try my best to integrate them to squeeze out the best of both worlds. Whether I have been successful in this endeavor or not remains to be established, but I sure have enjoyed the process. I was raised to be proud of my differences and to embrace the bright genetic forecast that heterogeneity may provide. It has been fun. Being in Japan is the first time I have met with a bunch of half people at one time. Oddly enough, the feeling I got was incredibly positive – I felt like I had immediately found my niche. Not to say that I don’t feel at home with people of other ethnicities, but there was something inviting about speaking with another person who looked like me, someone who similarly struggles with checking the “right” ethnicity box, and someone who was familiar with the odds and ends of being mixed race. Our interaction was immediately easy and many things often went unsaid. What a truly eye-opening experience.

Perspective. This is the best word to summarize my Fulbright experience. This is the priceless gift I have received from this cultural immersion experience and I would not trade it for the world. It has helped me become more centered, helped me realize what I value and what I would like to learn more about, while also helping me understand a culture that is very near and dear to my heart. My grandmother (Fumie Fujimoto) is one of the most amazing women I have ever known and I am forever indebted to her for planting this seed of curiosity that has now blossomed into something beautiful and sustainable. Japan feels like home to me. I will maintain my relationship with Japan over the years and continue to integrate it into my life at every logical opportunity. The politeness of the people, the rich tradition, the amazing efficiency, the bright lights of the big city that make the rock gardens and streams seem even more peaceful have enraptured me. I am grateful and humbled at the same time, realizing that there is so much more to learn about the world. I am excited, more than anything.

Soft Power

2009-06-13T01:01:00.000-07:00

From Dr. Joseph Nye, a bada$$ who coined the term "Soft Power" that the Obama administration has come to know and love. Oh, yes, and he also teaches at that little school we know around the way called Harvard ;)

Heard this at a very cool F-bright conference yesterday.

"It is a pleasure for me to be able to address the Fulbright/CULCON Joint Symposium. It is on a very important subject.....(yadda yadda)......On the question of soft power, it is probably worth reminding ourselves, "What do we mean by power?" Power is simply the ability to affect others to get the outcomes that one wants. And you can do this in three different ways. You can threaten people with coercion, so-called "sticks." You can pay people, or induce them, so-called "carrots." Or, you can get people to want the outcomes that you want, and that is what I mean by soft power. And obviously if you are able to attract people, you can save a lot on carrots and sticks.

Now, the sources of soft power come from a country's culture, where that is attractive to others, its values, where those are attractive in other's eyes, and its policies, where those policies are seen as legitimate by others. In that sense, soft power has these different origins. But Japan is well placed in terms of exercising soft power. It has a traditional culture and a popular culture which are widely attractive. Many of its values - among them a stable society - are very attractive. And its policies have been framed on the need for broader legitimacy. What is more, if you think about the role of power in the information age that we live in today, soft power is going to become increasingly important in the information age. And I think this plays to Japan's relative strengths.

As for the United States, let me quote for you something that was said by President Obama in his inaugural address. He said, "Our power grows through its prudent use. Our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint." Subsequently, Hillary Clinton, when she testified in her hearings for confirmation as Secretary of State, said, "America cannot solve the most pressing problems on our own, and the world cannot solve them without America. We must use what has been called "smart power," the full range of tools at our disposal."

Now, it is worth noticing that soft power cannot solve all problems. Kim Jong-Il is reported to like Hollywood movies, but that does not stop him from developing his nuclear weapons program. On the other hand, there are some things where soft power is more effective than hard power, for example the promotion of democracy and human rights, which is not best handled with the barrel of a gun.

.....(yadda yadda)....But I wanted to focus on a new dimension of our alliance. What you might call the non-traditional dimensions of the relationship, or of security, and those are issues like global climate change, or energy and environment. And here, we find that Japan has often take the lead. If we look at the alliance in traditional security terms, obviously the Americans are a military superpower; Japan, while it has impressive capabilities with its Self-Defense Forces, nonetheless for constitutional and historic reasons, has chosen not to try to become a superpower, and so there is a degree of inequality in the traditional security alliance. Some complain about this, but on the other hand the cost of changing it may be more disruptive than leaving it as it is. But when one looks at the new security issues, the new collective goods issues such as climate change, here the relationship is much more balanced in the alliance. Indeed, on some of the areas, you could say that Japan is in the lead on energy efficiency for example. Japanese creativity and technology has played a leading role and example.

.....(yadda yadda).....So I would argue that what we see today is a situation in which this symposium is both timely and important. Important for the reasons I gave, and timely because it is a situation for the US and Japan to realize that if they were to turn inward, in the context of the current economic crisis, if the number one and number two economies in the world turned inward and failed to cooperate, we could leave the world and ourselves in a much worse position. So in that sense I think we see a world in which the US and Japan will work together on providing public goods, that this will be an important part of our alliance, and if we accomplish this, it will be good for us, good for others, good for our soft power and good for the rest of the world...."

Omoshiroi, ne?

This is even better....http://www.whitehouse.gov/blog/NewBeginning/

Paper Planes

2009-05-29T04:46:00.000-07:00

I love long flights. I think I may be one of the only people in the world to feel this way, but my momma taught me that it’s important to be “original.” I have been following these instructions since I could walk, much to her dismay ;) Love you, mom.

Here is why I love long flights:

(1) It’s a great excuse to watch horrible movies.

There is no other opportunity to take six hours outta my day to watch back-to-back B movies that apparently went straight to video. And guess what? I LOVE these movies. I just finished watching a movie about some obese mall security guard who saves the entire mall from the bad guys. It’s a total slapstick and I am the only person on this flight amused. In fact, it is completely dark on this flight (I am on it right now), but then there is this one little light on, just bright enough to annoy the people around it. The person under that light is me. And the snorting laughter is also me. I actually have tears in my eyes from laughing so hard. Man. Good stuff.

(2) I love plane food

Considering that every night in Japan I eat rice and soy sauce, the plane meals offer a nice change of pace. This stuff is GOOD! I be grubbing, yo!

(3) I have no internet access

I can not be tempted by the evil seductress named email, who always captivates me and eventually devours me. I will start writing back to emails with the intention of doing so for an hour or two, then get caught up with the momentum and lose eight hours (no joke). Email is my weakness – it is SO efficient!

(4) I can get hardcore work done

I set up a little office during my flights. Ya’ll would laugh. I get out my laptop, I get out the latest book I am reading, I get out the research articles I want to peruse, I begin writing the articles I want to write……the people next to me must think I am on speed. I will tie back my hair, put a pen behind my ear, order some plane coffee, get out my ipod, then JAMMONIT. I never turn my little overhead light off ;)

(5) I can listen to good music

Again, I am the biggest advocate that music is the best mood stabilizer known to man. It can chill you out, rev you up, or help get your creative juices flowin’. I am all about Robin Thicke right now, and we are in a serious and committed relationship. I am one of those people who will listen to the same song on repeat 42 times in a row and love it EVEN MORE the 42^nd time. Awesome.

(6) I actually have an excuse for looking homeless

Seriously, if I could look homeless all the time and have it be socially acceptable, I would. I love flying bc I get to put on my sweats, tie my hair back, get all grunged out, and feel super greasy and gross at the end of the flight – this state is my most comfortable state and how I often end up looking in the privacy of my own home after working for several hours. I feel sorry for my neighbors on this flight as I write….

(7) Flights are the best form of birth control

Not that I have anything to worry about in this department (trust me, I ain’t that cool). When you look to your left to see a poor mom battling her two year old to eat a spoonful of flight-tray food, you can’t help but sympathize. I just watched this interaction take place and I can safely say that the mom lost – BIGTIME. The little tike not only knocked the food off of the spoon, but he threw the entire tray on the floor. Then, he proceeded to scream bloody murder just to top it off. All the mom could do was laugh nervously and try to secretly drug her child with Benadryl (you know she was trying to do this before and prolly slipped some into the food he knocked on the floor). Damn. He is sleeping silently now. So I guess mom won in the end ;)

(8) I love landing in NEW places and seeing NEW things.

Even if I have visited the final destination before, there is something about the act of traveling and the anticipation of landing that makes me smile from ear to ear.

Ah. Just had to say that. “Lunch” will be served soon – Yes!

Ideally, this blog was supposed to be used to document random events throughout my year in Japan. It has served it’s purpose to some extent, though I haven’t had as much time as I would like to write down the cool day-to-day things that make me think, “WTF?” And I think this EVERY DAY while walking to and from work in Japan. No joke – EVERY DAY. How lucky am I? Haha. Have I mentioned that I am full on IN LOVE with Tokyo. I have advanced through the infatuation stage – I am now ready for serious commitment. Woah. Robin Thicke had better watch out.

I have tried to write some of these things down on a post-it note, but now that I am looking at the post-it note, it doesn’t make complete sense to me. So, I am gonna try to quickly list off some of the more interesting moments/things I have noticed while living in Japan. Warning: randomness ahead, folks!

· I teach English to a post-doc who works with the Yakusa periodically. He is an addiction counselor. They promise to “hook him up” if he ever gets into trouble. I road the elevator with six of them the other day – intimidating. They all had tattoos and slicked their hair back like woah. Badasses. I said “Ohayo gozaimasu” to them and they just grunted.

· I ate the worst salmon ball thing the other day and had to literally regurgitate the salmon back into the rice ball without people noticing. Skills. I was successful. I practiced this technique during childhood, so I am a pro (I will not provide further comment, as this will be completely incriminating).

· My boss is awesome. He says funny things from time to time that make me laugh inappropriately. The other day he was talking about “libido” problems that people have when taking psychiatric meds (he is a psychiatrist), and I had NO idea what he was saying. I thought he was saying, “Lipid.” Our conversation was a complete disaster, as you can imagine. He also pointed to another psychiatrist at our institute and said, “He like dumb blond.” Wow. How to respond?

· We had a lab party a week ago. They decided to have a BBQ outside, which started at 7pm. Everyone got hammered. I did too (off of one beer), as everyone kept chanting, “Gaijin! You must drink!” Damn. This is my first Japanese relatively “forced” drinking experience – chalk it up, homies. Luckily they came armed and ready with a breathalizer and IV (no joke – what a bunch of nerds we are!). We all played with the breathalizer and racked up some pretty intense numbers. The IV was used on the one doctor who wore the apron that said, “American Cowboy” who wore a towel on his head (literally) to look like “Al Qaeda.” The police were eventually called and we retreated back to our lab. Awesome.

· I have received a massage with my Japanese sensei two times so far. At the end of this relaxing experience, they karate chop your head – repeatedly. No joke. I burst out laughing the first time, which was not well received. Interesting.

· I went on an accidental date with a random Japanese guy who helped me buy my washer and dryer when I first moved to Japan. He took me to a Japanese-alternative-yodeling-karaoke bar. People had dreadlocks and BO like woah. Enough said. Yes, I did try yodeling.

· A while back the power went out in my little shoebox of a home. I had NO idea how to fix the problem and it was pitch black. So, I wandered into the hallway outside. I moseyed on downstairs, where I saw this GINORMOUS switch that seemed to be a logical solution to my problem. So I switched it DOWN. I should have known. The power went off in the entire building. I did the logical “Gaijin smash” thing and ran. Far away. When I came back, all the lights were on ;)

· At the gym, people line up for something called “The Rodeo.” People climb on this thing, and all hell breaks loose. They start gyrating like WOAH and have the most serious expressions on their faces. It is priceless. It looks like they are getting their butts kicked in a major way, but they endure. I will not try this machine, as I feel like it would be more appropriate in the middle of a seedy bar with drunk people and sawdust.

· I almost got assaulted by the most famous hula hoop girl in Tokyo (she looks like Pink). No joke. She was putting on a crazy show at a Shibuya night club. She wore a fluorescent bikini thing that glowed…as did her hula hoop. This random Japanese dude rolled up and we were innocently talking about Japan and all that jazz for 10-15 minutes. Turns out homedude was her boyfriend and she is insanely jealous. She saw us talking, and then got this crazy look in her eye. I was like ,”Woah, dude, what’s her deal.” He replied with, “Yeah, that’s my girlfriend and she gets jealous if I talk to other gaijin girls. You should watch out for her.” At this point, her show just ends and she is coming straight at us with a vengeance. I grab my friends and we haul butt outta there. He is now my friend on Facebook. Oi.

Woah. This entry is developing into a novel. I can assure you, however, that there are A TON of other stories of the “magic” that is Japan. Never a dull moment! Ever. It is just too funny. Oh. And never miss the last train – usually around 12:30am or so. That is a guaranteed adventure EVERY TIME (and I have missed the last train on multiple occasions….)

Here is also a random slideshow - YATTA! I went to Tokyo Disneyland and saw Zed with Marc (on his birthday). TOTALLY RECOMMEND ZED!

Ja ne for now!

The MAGIC of Tokyo

2009-04-23T02:27:00.000-07:00

As I walked to work, I couldn’t help but notice that it was raining. It was not the usual rain consisting of cold, wet droplets that would ricochet off my black umbrella. This time, I saw flashes of pink and white, dancing like feathers as they found their way to the pavement. I stood in the middle of this dance of nature and couldn’t help but feel mesmerized. The petals of the infamous sakura were even more beautiful than I had imagined.

As I flip another page on my monthly calendar, I realize that 8 months have passed since I first stepped foot in Japan. I do not recall time passing as swiftly as this before, but then again I do not remember a place as enchanting as Tokyo, Japan. I feel like I am caught in a dream of sorts – a perpetual journey through Disneyland, as one of my Fulbright friends says. I love this country, this culture, and the people. Though I am working hard, I feel like I am working relatively smart (I hope), and that my time and experience here is being completely maximized.

The American Medical Women's Association (www.amwa-doc.org) & Engeye (www.engeye.org). I am in a serious open-relationship with both of these non-profit organizations. They both consume me in the best of ways and I often find myself falling asleep at the computer with either a Skype headset on, or with a cup of coffee nearby. I wouldn't have it any other way. The amazing people I have met through both of these organizations INSPIRE me to push forward, especially when times are tough. These movers and shakers not only talk the talk and walk the walk, but they bring the heat like I have never seen in my life. Through the people I have met in these organizations, I can safely say that the world will be a better place. And that's just friggin' cool.

Work. The life of a basic researcher is not glamorous in any country or culture. Perhaps one of the greatest epiphanies I have had yet is that though the faces change along with the location, the nature of science remains static somehow, almost like some conserved sequence of DNA (ummmm). People work long hours, focus almost too hard on one specific question, and analyze from when the sun comes up to when it goes down. This is the culture of basic science research and a culture I have adapted to both in America and Japan. The main differences I have noticed in Japan are that it is absolutely essential to be present. I do not mean the presence that requires mental astuteness or even the phenotypic presentation of neurons firing, but more of a physical presence. You must show up early to work and leave late. What you do with this span of time is relatively up to you, though you must make yourself seen, though rarely heard. Interesting. Even if you do not have work to do in the laboratory, you are expected to sit in your chair and demonstrate your work ethic.

Needless to say, work has been fast and furious since I have arrived in Japan. I have been working an average of 8-12 hours a day and find that I love this part of the Japanese culture. Perhaps this is a major reason why I am drawn to this culture – for their strong belief in the importance of work. While there are times when people are not productive in the laboratory, the people still feel the need to be present and to eventually have something to show for each and every day that they work. It is an entity that has been sometimes absent in my experiences in American laboratories, and one that I have abided by since I picked up my first pipette. People often describe me as “intense” and a “workaholic” in America, but here they fondly refer to me as “superwoman.” I laugh at this! While I am definitely not superwoman, it demonstrates that the Japanese place extreme value on working hard, producing results (whether good or bad…in my case, more of the latter), and progressing up the long career ladder that every young scientist must do. Alas, I feel at home, even though I am indeed tired.

The research on my stigma study as well as my basic science research is progressing along nicely. We have established a way to distribute our questionnaires to thousands of patients in Japan, even though it is a bit pricey. In the end, we feel our large recruitment numbers will truly heighten the power of our study and ensure a solid finding that can be published in a reputable journal. We will see. We have all of the questionnaires translated into Japanese and back-translated again into English. Furthermore, we have passed all the Internal Review Board requirements established by our hospital. Now that all the potential logistical road blocks have been overcome, we are releasing our questionnaire to thousands of schizophrenic and depressed patients next week, in hopes of receiving at least 30% response (robust estimate in clinical research). With this information, it is our hope to draw significant conclusions about the level of stigma experienced by patients suffering from schizophrenia and depression in Japan. Once we compile and analyze this data, we will aim to perform the same or a similar process in America. The combined results of these studies represent the first cross-cultural study on this subject and between these two nations ever recorded. The results could be valuable in the mental health community, elucidating the effects of stigma on schizophrenia and depression diagnoses and treatment in two of the most developed countries in the world.

Regarding the basic science work – It has been the most labor-intensive aspect of my time in Japan yet. I am working on studying the effects of Olanzapine (an atypical antipsychotic) on the consequent transcription and translation of the Kruppel-like Factor 5 (KLF5) gene in the brain of female rats. The presenting phenotype of chronic treatment with Olanzapine is obesity, as this drug induces metabolic syndrome (manifesting as obesity) in humans. We are curious as to how this drug will affect KLF5, a gene of known importance in neural proliferation and differentiation, and will test this question once the treated rats become sufficiently obese. We hope this drug might increase the overall expression of KLF5, which would putatively stimulate proliferation and differentiation of neurons. Now that you are all asleep, let me turn back on the lights......

When I am not at work on the weekends, I do my best to venture into the heart of Tokyo or experience treasures of the Japanese culture. I try to capitalize on every waking moment, as I realize that my time here is coming to a rapid close. I think I realized this (or felt this way) the moment I stepped off the plane; like each second was precious and I needed to embrace each moment. Over the past two months, I have celebrated many birthdays, which has brought me to night “hot” spots in Roppongi, Shibuya, Shinjuku, and Ueno. Here, my Japanese friends and I enjoy lounging and talking while enjoying views of the Tokyo skyline. Thus far, I have appreciated the Park Hyatt Hotel the most. Not only is the view absolutely incredible, but the ambience of it all is truly unparalleled. My friends and I sat there for a night, feeling like actors in the movie “Lost in Translation” and enjoying the glamour of it all.

Moreover, I have had a few friends come visit me in Japan from America. It has been lovely seeing them, even though I have little time to spend with them. Nonetheless, we have managed to visit many places, including Hakone (note to self: never bring your digital camera into a hot spring!), climbing Mt. Takao, Asakusa, various parks throughout Japan, and Kichijoji. The natural beauty of Hakone and Mt. Takao is in stark contrast to the bright lights and big city feel of Shinjuku and Shibuya. I found myself getting lost in the quiet of it all; entranced by sounds of running water, birds chirping, and the echoes of the wind whistling around trees that have been standing longer than any skyscraper. Instantly, I felt at ease with life and truly grasped one of the largest dichotomies I have yet to witness – the collision between concrete, bright lights, and crowded streets and mother earth, the elements, and serene silence. Strangely enough, I find that I appreciate both environments and that both bring me incredible joy. Japan is a wonder.

Finally, I have met many incredible artists in Japan. In a strange series of coincidences, all of these artists seem to know each other, demonstrating the close connection between people of the Tokyo art world. The lady that makes my Starbucks coffee every morning is a passionate doll artist. A worker at the Mori Museum just happens to be one of the most phenomenal Chinese chalk artists in all of Tokyo. The “hula hoop girl” performing at a trendy Shibuya lounge just happens to have revolutionized the art of “hooping” in Tokyo and is well-known through the community. Finally, one of my Fulbright friends just happens to be a graphic artist who captures Japanese culture through her art by exploring concepts such as “kawaii (cute)” and the Japanese obsession with attacking everything with jewels and stickers. I was able to see all four of these talented individuals at an art event in Roppongi recently called the “Super Deluxe,” where artists have the opportunity to display and discuss their work. It was a very special time, indeed. Surrounded by good friends, amazing art, and the beauty of Tokyo, I couldn’t help but smile. Tokyo is pure magic.

A Picture's Worth a Thousand Words....

2009-04-17T04:56:00.000-07:00

ENGEYE MAGIC!

KEICOCCO'S EXHIBIT!

GET YER SWERVE ON!

AMERICAN MEDICAL WOMEN'S ASSOCIATION (THE MOST ESTROGEN-FORTIFIED CONFERENCE EVER)

MY LABO!

SAKURA 2009!

Living in Good Health Issho Ni

2009-02-16T05:51:00.000-08:00

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The Lost Generation?

2009-01-30T16:36:00.000-08:00

NO WAY!

Thanks for sending this, Lily-san. It speaks the truth.

(Can't believe it was made by a 20 year old!)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA

Off to Africa....

Only in Japan (OIJ)

2009-01-30T05:05:00.000-08:00

This, my friends, is a common phrase you will hear from me if and when you come visit.

I jacked it from Leonardo DiCaprio (my boyfriend) in the movie Blood Diamond. It is so true and applies to the magic, wonder, and complete insanity that is Tokyo.

Having said that, there are lots of things I am going to post right now. It is going to be another "like woah" blog post, but hopefully it will be relatively interesting? At least, interesting enough until I come back from Uganda with a TON of amazing photos and stories. Yes, I am going back to Africa to work at the Engeye Health Clinic for a bit. I CAN'T WAIT!!!!

So, remember when I said that if you write something cool and send it to me, I will post it? Well, here is a lil taste of that. This message is from Marion Wise, one of the amazing residents who lived on 5N, better known as the "Women's Issues" floor.

Really, that was the name of our floor - the beloved all girls floor at UCLA. I was lucky enough to serve as the RA of this floor, which meant that I was essentially responsible for 92 amazing women. My boyfriend at the time just loooooved this ;)

We (the "Women's Issues" floor....what a name!) also created our own sorority - we called it Sigma Epsilon Chi (get it? Spell it out in latin....we were so clever!).

Don't even get me talking about the "Wall of Shame" that we had (wow, Marion, we really were an AWESOME floor, huh?)...or perhaps the time I stapled condoms all over our hall to encourage people to have safe sex and discovered them all missing (and probably used) in the morning. Good thing I stapled right through the condom to get those suckers to stay put! Wow....I don't want to even think about that. Yikes.

Long story short, here is a message from Marion about Obama's Inauguration. She was actually there! Lucky!!!

"Dear Family and Friends,

I had the fortunate opportunity to attend the Inauguration celebration in Washington, DC over the past few days, which was phenomenal. I think what struck me the most was that everyone in DC - locals, visitors, blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics, young, elderly, families, gays, straights - had such a feeling of camaraderie and community, a genuine sense of unity. We knew we were witness to something much bigger than us. The impromptu community we formed was proof that we believe in Obama's message of change and hope and that we were bringing it to life. Our country has the opportunity, the ability, and the responsibility to move forward in our race relations, in our relationships with our countries, as well as to work together towards a "new birth of freedom" (in the words of Abraham Lincoln).

On Sunday I attended the Opening Inauguration Celebration, the "We Are One" concert on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, featuring many celebrities and musical artists, with performances interspersed with historical videos and texts from our nation's historic leaders. One of the most inspirational moments for me was when Queen Latifah told the story of how Marian Anderson was refused the opportunity to perform because she was black. In response, Eleanor Roosevelt arranged to have her perform on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial and she opened this concert with "My Country Tis of Thee." In honor of her, Josh Groban and Heather Headley sang "My Country Tis of Thee," with the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington DC. It was an incredible moment to see 100 gay men on such a major stage, honored for their musical ability. It was also pretty cool to personally know people who are a part of that Chorus' community. :) (You can watch a You Tube video of this performance here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w5SOCgADQhk) I was also moved by Rev. Gene Robinson's incredible Invocation Address (text here http://www.advocate.com/news_detail_ektid71114.asp).

The Inauguration Ceremony on Tuesday morning was amazing. We arrived at the Mall at 7 am, in time to watch the sun rise over the Capitol. We parked ourselves in front of a jumbotron screen, about 3/4 of a mile from the Capitol building and we spent the next six hours in a sea people with such a spirit of goodwill, excitement, and joy. The roar was deafening when Obama entered - and even more so after he took the Oath of Office. What a magical experience! The audience could not have been more gracious (except toward Bush). In spite of the cold weather, there was a sense of togetherness, of brotherhood & sisterhood that is uncommon among such large crowds. The positive energy in the crowd and throughout the city all weekend was infectious and inspiring; it is evident that change has come.

Feel free to take a look at my photos and videos here: http://picasaweb.google.com/marion.wise/Inauguration2009?authkey=ttto1KsDxfE&feat=directlink (Please let me know if you have trouble accessing this link.)

Blessings to you and to our country. Hope has won indeed!
Marion"

Thanks SO much, Marion! Wow wow wow.

So, remember when I said that if you MADE something cool, I would post it? Remember? Ha! Cause I never actually said that - but I was thinking it. And now I am doing it. So, much to Obama's delight, I am turning my ideas into a reality. All before your very eyes. Check it.

http://blog.econoscribe.com/engeye/Engeye%20Promo.mov

John Leisure - YOU DA MAN! This video inspires! Oprah, here YOU come (I'll be cheering you on!)

So, now to nicely transition into...hair extensions (HE)...and fake eyelashes (FE). Ain't no way I can properly transition into that one, but I can tell you that it fits with the whole randomness that is Tokyo, so I am going to roll with it. Seriously, this is the only place in the world where you can buy purple fishnets and a Paris Hilton Flash Drive all in the same aisle (yes, Paris Hilton). Not to mention the lacy bras here that look like the most tricked out doilies your Obaasan could have ever made while on an acid trip. No joke. I have three of them. Just kidding. Well.

Here are some pics of the HE and FE in action! Oh, and me in some yellow tights for fun (yikes!)

Erika-san and I rockin' the HE and FE ;)

Gaijin dudes stuck with us Gaijin ladies - but secretly (or not so secretly) scoping out the Japanese ladies....

Woah.

Hahaha! This picture is PRICELESS. We all have completely different expressions goin' on...

Hello, Dr. Seuss.

Right.

How is work, you ask? Intense. But that is a gimme at this point, as I am currently living and working in one of the most efficient and intense countries in the world. Yatta! Got a lotta different things that are keeping me busy right now - can't wait to smell the Cherry Blossoms!

What would this post be without a slide show as well? So, here is a slide show of the most INCREDIBLE shirts I have ever seen in my life. They are truly a wonder. And I bought them all for my homies in Uganda. I hope they love them as much as I do. I hope you do too.

Now, what are we doing in Africa, you ask? Here is our tentative schedule below:

TENTATIVE SCHEDULE:

Feb 1 - by late evening everybody has arrived to Backpacker's

Feb 2 - 2 vans to pick up crew at 9am to journey to village
1. exchange money
2. stop by JMS for meds

Gogonya Road, Nsambya
P.O. Box 4501 Kampala uganda
Tel: +256 41 510096 / 510097 / 501937

3. possibly stop by T4T - Dr. Musaazi

4. stop by Human Diagnostics Laboratory

Ploy 19/23, Entebbe Road
P.O. Box 21685, Kampala
Tel: +256 41 4345805 / 4257575

5. stop at equator

6. stop by Byansi pharmacy for more meds/curiosity

Plot 9 Kampala Road 1461 Masaka,
Tel 256 481 21433
Fax 256 481 21433

- unpack
- dinner: introductions, general goal setting for group (as a group), discuss itinerary

Feb 3 - work in clinic, lab

- schedule Technology 4 Tomorrow to come give us training on the high temperature incinerator

- Bryan gets a translator so she can journey around the village

- call Aidchild to confirm Feb 9th appointment with their lab

+256 712403715 (Patricia Wagana, lab coordinator)

- 4:30pm : 2 hour meeting with John and Joseph - first hour: Joseph and John discuss clinic - ups, downs, hopes, goals, changes. second hour: Anny discusses her landscaping/design plan, we talk about what we'd each like to see incorporated

- schedule first movie night with projector

- david hwang's b'day

Feb 4 - work in clinic, lab

- 4:30 pm: craft sale from village women (hopefully)
- group journey around village, say hi to Kawooya (John's dad)

- afternoon: Group meeting to discuss salaries: one meeting with John, one meeting with Joseph

Feb 5 (Fri)

1. Uganda Cares (Kampala)
10 am

Plot 13, Nakasero Road
P.O. Box 22914
Kampala
UGANDA

2. FINCA (Kampala)
1pm
Robert Lule at FINCA in Kampala, February 5th

Fabian Kasi/Country Director
FINCA Uganda
Plot 22 Ben Kiwanuka Street
Post Office Box 24450
Kampala, Uganda
Tel: +256-41-4-231134
Fax: +256-41-340-078

Feb 6 (Sat)

Feb 7 (Sun) - church, wear nice clothing

Feb 8

- Bryan sets up stage for photographs

Feb 9
Dr. Kajubi at Mulago Hospital (Kampala)
Morning?

AIDS Information Center (Masaka)
Dr. Raymond Byaruhanga
4 PM

SCHEDULE AID CHILD LAB VISIT

Feb 10

Feb 11 - Consider moving to Extracurricular Activities

Feb 14
1. Craft Village (Kampala)
- Dr. Bob's b'day
- fly out

Finally, what is my favorite quote of all time, you ask? What quote empowers me to get up everyday and begin all over again with the hope that each day will present something new, something important? What quote makes me want to give my all and helps me remember to liberate my mind through my actions? Perhaps a quote by my favorite author of all time - Ayn Rand.

Atlas Shrugged will change your life, folks. Here goes:

“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won. It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.”

- Ayn Rand

You will be missed.

2009-01-27T01:50:00.000-08:00

In celebration of a beautiful life - Ms. Tiffany Huang

Taipei - 1/1/2009

For life and death are one, even as the

river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires

lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;

And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow

your heart dreams of spring.

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden

the gate to eternity.

Only when you drink from the river of

silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the moun-

tain top, then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your

body, then shall you truly dance.

- Kahlil Gibran

Hustle and Flow.

2009-01-21T04:54:00.000-08:00

I like the sound of that.

I also like what I heard from our 44th president late, late last night.

Despite my delirium, I still got teary -eyed, pumped my fist in the air, shouted "Yes!" several times at the TV - all of this in the privacy of my home by myself ;)

I have NEVER been this into politics in my life. NEVER. Obama makes me want to be better. He makes me want to challenge myself. He makes me want to challenge others around me. He makes me want to challenge our nation to make better, wiser decisions and to rise above our urge to be indifferent. An amazing medical student friend of mine once said something that I think will set the pace for the next 4 years - "There is more to lose in indifference than with action." Can I get a "So desu ne!!!??" We are already better.

It is incredible to believe that one person can literally unite a world. People from all different cultures, lands, perspectives and religions were glued to whatever form of media they could find to hang onto EVERY word this man uttered. EVERY WORD. Why? Because he is real. Because he does not fit the standard cookie-cutter mold of a US president. Obama not only broke the mold, but he showed the world that sometimes problems need to be solved by thinking differently. Sometimes the best solutions are born on top of a foundation of compassion, determination, and love - not behind a wall of smoke, guns, and hand waving. We are simultaneously part of as well as witnessing history. Man, it is beautiful.

I think the rest of the world thinks so, too:

http://edition.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/01/20/obama.world.reaction/index.html

Below is his speech. My favorite parts are highlighted (which caused the multiple fist pumps in the air as well as the "Hell yas!"). What an incredibly INTENTIONAL speech.

Feels so good right now. I am skipping.

And, dad, my toes are tapping ;)

My fellow citizens

I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and co-operation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath.

The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land - a nagging fear that America’s decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America - they will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted - for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame.

Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things - some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labour, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and travelled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and ploughed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.
Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished.

But our time of standing flat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions - that time has surely passed.

Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act - not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology’s wonders to raise health care’s quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions - who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans.

Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them - that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works - whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public’s dollars will be held to account - to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day - because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill.
Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control - and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favours only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our Gross Domestic Product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart - not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

As for our common defence, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience’s sake.

And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort - even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan.

With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the spectre of a warming planet. We will not apologise for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West - know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world’s resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment - a moment that will define a generation - it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the fire-fighter’s courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent’s willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new.
But those values upon which our success depends - hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism - these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility - a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence - the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed - why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have travelled. In the year of America’s birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood.

At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people: “Let it be told to the future world...that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it].”

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come.

Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

YES WE CAN!!!! (Sorry, had to do it). I am so excited guys ;)

I love this man.

2009-01-19T07:35:00.000-08:00

You all know who I am talking about. Cuz you love him too.

OBAMA, BABY!

Bringing the heat.

Along with this heat he brings hope, be brings faith, be brings strength to a country that needs a BOLD leader.

He makes me SO proud to be an American.

Ganbatte!

http://edition.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/01/19/obama.first.week/index.html#cnnSTCVideo

Happy New Year - Hellllo, 2009!!!

2009-01-15T05:13:00.000-08:00

Where did I spend New Years, you ask?

Taipei!

Where is Taipei, you ask?

Taiwan!

Where is Taiwan, you ask?

A 5 hour flight south of Tokyo!

And the rest is history.....

But before I share pics of this grand adventure with you, I want to share THE BEST card I have ever received from anyone. Seriously. Erika spent a RIDICULOUS amount of time making some of her friends this lovely "Christmas Cake Club" card (pictures are coming up). What is almost as cool is the story BEHIND the card. I will write down Erika's words verbatim so you can laugh just as loud as I did with her awesome humor. Bring it, Erika.

"What is Christmas Cake?

In Japan, Christmas has special significance for couples. Without the baggage of spirituality or baby Jesus, new meanings and unique traditions have developed around the holiday. It's a time to shower your sweetheart with LAVISH GIFTS...a time to eat a KFC-catered chicken dinner...and most importantly, a time to eat strawberry and whipped cream cake, topped with a Santa-shaped chocolate. KURISUMASU KEEKI! "But what if I'm not part of a couple?" you ask. There's something for you too! Double meaning is embedded in this tradition. When an unmarried or unengaged woman turns 26, she too is called a CHRISTMAS CAKE...because, as one blogger eloquently paraphrased: It may still be sweet and delicious, but no one really wants any after the 25th. That's right girls, in Japan our shelf like is up! (Comment from Misty: Does that officially make us cougar-status?!!!) With my own special group of Christmas Cakes in mind (that's me), I have lovingly created this card for you. Happy Holidays! Yours proudly,

Founding member of the Christmas Cake Club (Erika!)"

....and, at the bottom of the card it reads, "To those who claim the age has risen to 30: Stop ruining the holiday spirit! Who still wants a cake on the 29th anyway? This is a nondenominational card."

AND - I have an official membership card! I am gonna cherish this puppy! (note to all my friends: If you write something cool, I am slapping it up on this thing! Watch out now.)

Here is a quote from Erika about Japan that I thought was RIGHT ON:

"A few of the themes in Japan include play within rigid social structures, the emphasis on surface in Japanese culture, and the importance of wrapping, which can take precedence over the wrapped object itself. Oh yeah, and finger nail art!" Hahaha. SO DESU NE.

Now onto Taipei.

One word - AMAZING. It was special on so many levels. NYE was fantastical, as we watched fireworks shoot out from all around the tallest building in the world - the 101 Building. It is, literally, Taipei's pride and joy.

Pics below!

Kurisumasu Time (and other randomness)!

2008-12-27T02:40:00.000-08:00

Just like the title of this post, the remainder of this entry is going to be random. Blame it on the Tamiflu ;)

One great thing about being quarantined is that I can finally catch up on all the stuff I have been *meaning* to do. Like post pictures.....of Japan....and Korea.....and life in general. I promise to keep the verbage to a minimum, too. This post is gonna be picture-perfect!

.....and I'm back! I wrote that post a couple weeks ago (needless to say, I got side-tracked!). But I am back and better than ever!!! Since I usually post SO many pictures, I have decided to try something new. A SLIDE SHOW! Woohoo! Please click on each slide show template to enlarge the photos. Also, this will allow you to watch the *secret* videos ;)

So, the first one will be of TOKYO MADNESS - random pics of friends and me in this lovely concrete jungle.

ASAKUSA - TRADITIONAL JAPANESE TEA CEREMONY AND FLOWER ARRANGEMENT

THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY CHRISTMAS MEMORABLE, KUNUGI LABO! HERE ARE PICS FROM NUMAKAWA SENSEI'S CHRISTMAS PARTY ;)

WHAT DOES WINTER LOOK LIKE IN SEOUL, KOREA?! HERE YOU GO....

Miss you all so much!!!!

Stay tuned for the next post (all about the meaning of "Christmas Cakes" and New Years in Taipei (Taiwan!)).

Happy Christmas!

2008-12-27T01:48:00.000-08:00

Though I was sick at home with a crazy Korean-Bird-Flu-Virus-From-Hell, I was able to enjoy myself by watching Britney Spears from my laptop. My day would have been complete had I purchased a bucket of fried chicken from KFC. Awesome.

I will, however, tell you what IS awesome. My family. My friends. I LOVE YOU GUYS. Even though I didn't get to see you, I was so with you, and this makes me happy.

Even though we are all nuts and far too animated, our toes are tapping! Right dad? Right!

Here are some fun pictures (and a video!) from home that make me smile ;)

Aren't they cute?!!!

My nephew (You know he looks like Rod Stewart)

I heart them!

Wow, Sebastian. Um.

And a SPECIAL thank you to all my friends from Sally Temple's Lab! THANK YOU SO MUCH for the awesome card, post-it notes (hahaha), pictures, and for thinking of me on Christmas! You made my day! I have pics of all of you throughout my apartment now. Ashley - BIG HUGS your way, lady. You are fantastic.

And, finally, what did our friends in Uganda do? Read on (from Steph):

"As it should be, John explained that the villagers ensure Christmas is a time when friends and family gather. He wanted to ensure the Christmas of all the Engeye Scholar children was a special one, so he invited them over to the clinic Christmas evening to watch Ugandan movies on his lap top.

Since electricity, computers and movies are a complete novelty in the village, to be able to view a movie on a computer is an opportunity of a lifetime.

Though the connection was poor and I could only make out half of what John was saying, I was able to understand that there are currently over 50 children crowded in our tiny clinic trying to watch the movie! What was supposed to be a small gathering turned into a festive time for all the village children! It sounded like a gleeful time as I could hear happy children laughing and shrieking in the background.

How special, eh? It is good to know that the clinic is serving the community to the max and being utilized to its fullest potential. And it is invigorating that we have so much more on the horizon, ready to implement."

It's MERRY, HAPPY CHRISTMAS TIME (sing this to the tune of the Peanut Butter Jelly song, please)!

Love!

Live in the Moment

2008-12-16T23:23:00.000-08:00

Sorry for all of the posts recently, but I have been so touched/impressed/inspired by my friends as of late. THANK YOU GUYS....just for being you. You make me happy.

This is a little sumthin' from one of my bestest friends of all time ;) You know who you are, my little mental next door neighbor, you!

"That's what it's really about isn't it? Living each day fully and presently. For some, tomorrow may never come, so all they have are their todays and the memories of their yesterdays. So... why not live each today fully so that you can have the best memories of your yesterdays? We often plan so much for tomorrow that we forget about today. Today is what counts."

Damn skippy! ;)

Tearing Down the Glass Ceiling Once and For All....

2008-12-15T14:48:00.000-08:00

Just a little ditty I wrote to speak my mind! Maybe you will find it omoshiroi?

Now that we have broken through the glass ceiling, where does this leave women physician-scientists pursuing careers in academia? Once we step over the jagged edges, will we see wide-open spaces and the sunrise to a new day? If this were a Disney movie, we would see all this and more, including a prince named “Promotion” who would recognize our value and keep us in the system.

Unfortunately, this is not an animated movie with deep-seated words of wisdom, but a reality for women pursuing careers in academic medicine. Female graduates of the MD/PhD programs in America are not being retained in academia, despite a dramatic increase in the number of women accepted into such programs. According to a survey of roughly 2,000 MD/PhD graduates from 2000 to 2006, nearly 40% of current enrollees in MD/PhD programs are women (Andriole et al., 2008). This is indeed promising news, as it demonstrates the rapid movement towards parity within these elite programs. However, this same report also found that women are less likely to graduate from MD/PhD programs. Furthermore, among those female MD/PhD graduates who do complete the program, results demonstrate that they are less likely than men to pursue substantial career involvement in research. The golden question remains: Why?

According to a Nature Medicine paper published in 2002, this problem may stem from many sources. Women have to take into consideration the time, energy, and relative immobility that childbearing and family life may bring. In addition to this, there are also concerns about the lack of physician-scientist role models to help guide female MD/PhD candidates through what once was thought to be “no man’s land” (and, ironically enough, certainly not an “all woman’s land.”). The finding that a lower proportion of female MD/PhD graduates compared to male graduates designate research as a primary professional goal suggests that there is a major dichotomy in career intentions between the sexes. Having identified a few of the potential problems leading up to decreased graduation rates of female MD/PhD candidates, what can we do about it?

Before coming up with a solution, it is first necessary to clearly understand the complexity of the problem from beginning to end. Now that we have a relatively firm grasp of why or “where all the young girls have gone” (title of the Nature Medicine paper cited above), what about the pioneering women who not only graduated, but single-handedly kicked down the glass ceiling themselves? Where have all these women gone? Or, better yet, where are they going? In a recent report published by the Association of American Medical Colleges (AAMC, Analysis in Brief, November 2008), authors described some key differences in U.S medical school faculty job satisfaction by gender. After administering a comprehensive survey to fulltime faculty at 10 medical schools, significant differences were found between the sexes concerning issues of promotion, pay, and overall compensation. Specifically concerning promotions, when respondents were asked if female and male faculty members at their medical school had an equal opportunity to be promoted in rank, 66% of the men agreed, while a startling 39% of women agreed. Furthermore, when asked if the criteria for promotion at their medical school were consistently applied to faculty across comparable positions, 38% of the male respondent agreed, while only 26% of women agreed. This demonstrates a very clear problem: women in academia are unsatisfied with the opportunity and overall criteria used to determine aspects of promotion.

Moreover, in the same cohort, a striking difference was found between salary satisfaction of colleagues in the same department, with 42% of men being satisfied and only 30% of women being satisfied. Similarly, when the authors asked individuals to compare their salaries to colleagues in other departments, 30% of men felt satisfied, while only 20% of women reported satisfaction. Again, this demonstrates a crystal clear message that women faculty members feel unsatisfied with aspects of pay and compensation compared to their male counterparts. Where is the parity in promotions, pay and compensation?

Granted, one can argue that this may all be a figment of a very finely tuned imagination. Countering this argument exists a study conducted in 2008, evaluating the gender differences in research grant applications and funding outcomes for medical school faculty (Waisbren et al., 2008). Though the study does not focus on individual medical school pay and compensation protocol perse, it does present the other side of the same coin that determines financial satisfaction: extramural funding. Data was collected from eight Harvard Medical School-affiliated institutions on all research grant applications submitted by full-time faculty from 2001 to 2003. Significant gender differences were found to exist in the mean number of submissions per applicant, the success rate, the number of years requested, the median annual amount requested, the mean number of years awarded, and the median annual amount awarded, with women being consistently lower than men across the board. On top of this, after controlling for academic rank, women were awarded significantly less money than men at the ranks of instructor and associate professor. Oddly enough, these positions are where the majority of women in academia reside, as it is challenging to achieve promotion to the highest faculty positions available (i.e. full professor, etc). Again, we are left with a question: How do we tackle the problem of gender disparity in grant funding while also managing the gender disparity in academic rank? Why is this occurring?

Approaching these problems from an institutional perspective, there is evidence that women receive less administrative support than men in the sciences (Osborn et al., 2000) as well as less professional support from senior mentors (Blake et al., 2000). Moreover, the age-old problem of sex-based biases and stereotypes favoring men is alive and well, much to the dismay of women trying to navigate through the system (Singer et al., 2006). Women in academia are also experiencing the problem they may have encountered during their physician-scientist training, which is finding and befriending a more senior female faculty mentor to help with understanding how to overcome potential disparity. For all these reasons, women are finding that what they once considered a gaping hole in the glass ceiling of academia may only be a slight crack. What can we do about it?

Rather than construct a simple formulaic solution to “fix” the problem and conceal the crack, perhaps we should consider advocating for gender equality by literally tearing down the entire ceiling. No more cracks, no more holes, no more ceiling. If female and male MD/PhD candidates, MD/PhD graduates, and physician-scientist researchers can get together to unite some of the biggest and brightest minds in the world, I have faith a few approaches will take form. Perhaps department chairs will promote increased transparency in applying institutional policies to ensure that faculty completely understand the criteria by which decisions are made. Perhaps resource distribution will become more equitable at these same institutions. Perhaps great efforts will be gathered to actively work towards establishing an inclusive work environment, rather than facilitating a marginalizing, isolating one. Practically speaking, perhaps institutions will be more sensitive when it comes to issues of childbearing and daycare, with the understanding that this process is not an act of defiance, but a miracle of nature. Finally, perhaps mentoring opportunities for women pursuing academic medicine will be improved across the board, from the stage of physician-scientist training to the stage of securing faculty positions. These are just a few of the potential ways we can intervene to positively impact the education and application of female MD/PhD individuals in our nation. Let’s see what we can do together, clearing a space for Prince (or Princess) Promotion, of course.

Words of Wisdom

2008-12-11T21:00:00.001-08:00

This, my friends, is pure genius. Read it. Live it. Own it. Hahaha.

"I'm glad that you are enjoying yourself .... do da damn thing, and tell the haters to drink some haterade."

-My husband (or wife) on facebook....Mrs. Christy Koo

"We Are Hardcore"

2008-12-04T03:03:00.000-08:00

....there is something so refreshing about hearing these words from a native Japanese person.

Mind you, this was after 10 hours of injecting rats with God-knows-what and restraining them in a tube to induce depression. Awesome.
So, when we were checking out the latest and greatest on PubMed (snazzy scientific search engine), I could feel myself slipping away into lala land. This basically means I laugh uncontrollably about everything (mild version of hysteria). So, when the post-doc I am working with says, "Whew....we are haldcole" I lost it. Had to leave the room. Definitely the highlight of my week.

So, if that was the highlight of my week, I must lead an incredibly action-packed life, right? Thanks. Let me show you what I have been doing lately at work:

This is me, flashing the oh-so-classic peace sign in my space suit.

Here are my babies - there are 24 of these bad boys, and I ADORE them. Honestly, it was so incredibly hard for me to give them their first injection. The poor post-doc I work with must think that I am crazy. I literally will speak to the rats both before and after I inject them. I will explain the procedure, tell them why it's necessary, and hold them afterwards. Best bedside manner ever! If one is really scared, I will even sing Beyonce songs to them. Yeah, it gets ugly.

Before the madness (yes I feel bad and pet them....while also explaining the procedure).

This rat's just over it. Maxin' and relaxin'

And this rat is clearly American (I am just sayin'!)

This pic is for anyone who *really* thinks they are having a tough day. But look...freedom at last!

For anyone who ever wanted to know a great human model of depression - this is it. Injecting and restraining rats for 10 hours a day 7 days a week will do it. I'm taking that straight to the patent office, people! Luckily, I have also discovered the most effective anti-depressant known to man. Actually, there are two. One is called Beyonce and the other Britney. Currently, I have been taking Britney, as this medication was just released YESTERDAY folks (yes, she is making a comeback). It's amazing how much of a mood stabilizer music truly is!

So, my life over the past 3 weeks or so has been intense. Work, work, work. A mixture of research, teaching English, going to the gym (where they did some sort of whole body assessment....apparently my left thigh needs some work?), the Engeye Health Clinic, as well as the American Medical Women's Association will do that to ya. I get up two hours before work and write emails/work. I go to my labo for 8-12 hours a day and work in a dark room with rats. Then, I come home and write emails/work for 4-6 hours a day. Yes, we are haldcole. I feel like the thalamus - getting all these inputs and just trying to process them and send them off to the right part of the cortex. Ah, but I love this stuff.

I think the people at work think I am nuts. When I get into something, I don't like to waste time and do silly things like eat or go to the bathroom. Most days I completely skip lunch and then grab some chips at 3:00 pm and snack while I work. I won't even go into the details of my sprints to the bathroom. People best watch out ;)

There are 3 major projects going on right now in my lab - holy schnikes! Work hard, play hard, right? Right.

Wanna see where I work and who I work with? Ikimasho (wet's go!)

This is what I see on the way to my lab....can you tell we work in mental health research?

This is the departing gift I got for my labo two years ago. This animal is supposed to bring good luck and fortune to an establishment and is often placed in front of restaurants. So I got it for my labo. It is actually a type of animal that the Japanese call a "raccoon dog." Right-o. Can you tell it's gender (for the LOVE of God).

This is the view from the 5th floor (my lab is the penthouse suite, baby). So beautiful, ne?

Did I say that my coworker saying "We are hardcore" was the highlight of my week? I lied. This, without a doubt, has to be the highlight of my YEAR. This is a picture of Naoki chanting "YES WE CAN, YES WE CAN, YES WE CAN." God bless America.

This is my lovely work environment every day - paradise.

And this is where the MAGIC happens (aka: my work bench). Love me dem negative results ;(

Everybody hard at work (notice the peace sign in the back)

Here is the current superstar of our labo - Numakawa sensei. Da-da-da-dahhhh! Now he is hardcore. He just got a paper into PNAS, one of the most prestigious scientific journals, if you ask me. The highlight was the party we had in the lab to celebrate his success. Imagine a bunch of Japanese folks gathered around talking about "PNAS." Go ahead, read the ENTIRE word ("P-NAS").....oh man, I am so immature! But it had me laughing hysterically and at one point I, again, had to leave the room. Help.

Also, if you have seen Harold and Kumar II (the movie), you might appreciate this comment. Remember when Kumar flashes back to his college years when he used to be a nerd studying in the library? There is one scene where Harold walks through the library all gothed out and looks creepily at Kumar as he passes by. It is a CLASSIC scene (if you have seen the movie, you know that this part is HYSTERICAL). There is this guy in my lab who does the EXACT SAME THING. Oh man, it gets me everytime. In between all of my scientific breakthroughs I am plotting how I can secretly capture this on video for your viewing pleasure.

Also, there is one really interesting fellow in the lab (who, no doubt, is reading this blog right now. Yikes!). One day when we were hard at work, he confessed that he had 400 Japanese porns and 4 American porns. Granted, his cross-cultural comparison is a little skewed and may not get published in a good journal, but he gets an A for effort. His observations were enlightening (message me if you are truly interested). I didn't have much to contribute, except the occasional "Holy cow!" Hahaha.... the whole lab is saying that now. Ah yeah. Bringin' it back like that, ya'll!

Wanna see what fall transitioning into winter looks like in Tokyo?

Lovely, right. Ah.

It has been such an interesting time in Japan so far. Truly, I have had SO much time to think about life, what's important to me, and what's important in the BIG picture. I feel so fortunate to be experiencing this in the midst of medical/graduate school. Sometimes medical school can act like a vacuum - it can literally make you feel cut off from the rest of the world while simultaneously sucking every last drop of compassion out of you. You become a machine in medical school, because that is what you need to do to make it through. It is tough folks! It is inevitable to lose perspective along this journey and to sacrifice a bit of your "mojo" during the process. Well, Japan has enough mojo for 10 lifetimes, so I am stocking up!

It is really liberating walking around Tokyo by yourself, listening to your favorite music, taking in the beautiful scenery while navigating through the crowds. Though it looks hectic from the outside, it is unbelievably tranquil on the inside. There is something so refreshing about the deja voi-type of vibe I get from seeing novel things in Japan - It does not make me nervous, but it seems so familiar, as if I have seen it before somehow. Maybe it's just because everything here makes SO MUCH more sense. Really. They have to be one of the most environmentally friendly countries in the world. They separate their trash religiously (trust me on this one), they ride bikes everywhere and take public transportation, they recycle, they do their best to realize that the decisions they make today will affect future generations to come.

I went to United Nations Day with Lily-Loo (a fantastic Fulbright friend of mine) and we learned all about Climate Change and the future (the theme of the conference). Scary stuff. The industrialized countries of this world are pissing off mother nature. And you don't wanna piss momma off by releasing the highest levels of CO2 into the air that this world has ever seen, do you? Oh wait, we have. And it's growing. Check out this site: http://www.unu.edu/unday/ and DO SOMETHING. Granted, I am not an environmentalist by nature (again, no pun intended), but I do want my grandchildren to be able to breath while playing soccer. And, yes, they will play soccer....;)

Wanna see some of the Fulbright folks I have been hanging with (sorry, the pic is kinda blurry)? All hapas, too. Funny.

Yes, I know I am killing the photo with my cheesiness, but whatareyagonnado?

Also, I went to see one of the most inspiring and amazing movies ever with my Japanese sensei and Lily Loo. War Dance. Watch it. It will seriously tear your heart out, infuse compassion and knowledge into it, and put it back so it can be bigger and work better than ever before. Here is the link: http://www.wardancethemovie.com

Also, a friend of Engeye's just sent us this amazing mini-documentary. If you want to be inspired, please click here: http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2008/06/28/weekinreview/shames-slideshow/index.html

If you want to learn a thing or two about Africa, HIV, and the reality of the situation, please click here: http://mediastorm.org/0012.htm

We are planning another medical mission to Uganda this February, which is why the Engeye team is submerged in some of the issues mentioned in the above videos. Stories like these just add fuel to the fire and give us hope that we can help DO SOMETHING. You can too. Okay.......

Even though Tokyo still feels foreign to me, there have been a few folks who have really gone above and beyond to make me feel at ease. Special thanks to Ai and Mauricio, my lovely labmates, my Japanese sensei, all my newfound friends in this little city, and the little old lady outside my house who cleans the common area. She comes once a week and I LOVE seeing her. She speaks hardly any English, but she will come up to me and say, "You make me happy." Aw. And then I give her Skittles. ;) Sweet deal, right. She reminds me of a much older version of my grandmother, so she has a special place in my heart for sure. Here are some pics of these folks (and a few extra fun shots):

Shibuya at night! Shibuya and Harajuku are pretty much known for being the fashion capitals of Tokyo.

I experienced my first homecooked meal at the home of the First Secretary of Political Affairs for the Embassy of the United States of America (that's a mouthful!) and his wife. It was so lovely. I met them at a fancy Fulbright event and we immediately hit it off. Though they are "important people," they really made me feel at ease. Plus, the wife is a Bruin! Also, they invited some other Embassy friends to dinner, where we talked so much about Obama, we might as well have been in a campaign commercial! Here are pics:

After dinner at their BEAUTIFUL home in Roppongi Hills (all the embassy folk live here), they took me down the catwalk that is Roppongi. Quick fact: Roppongi Hills has to be the Beverly Hills of Tokyo. If you are famous, loaded, or P-Diddy, you live in Roppongi Hills. Roppongi is obviously near Roppongi Hills and is the "hot spot" for all the foreign dudes who want to pick up on Japanese women. It is grimey, it is sleazy, it is Roppongi. You have to see it to believe it. I feel like there should be a special show called "The Hills - Roppongi Style." I guarantee it would be way cooler than Lauren Conrad's silly show that is giving California a bad name (I'm not bitter). Check out this article. E - this explains a little bit more about the "sleaziness" I have been meaning to explain to you: http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/asia/article5139220.ece

Also, this year Ai and Mauricio planned a little Thanksgiving celebration that was SO AWESOME. Together, the 3 of us make the best functionally dysfunctional family of all time. Woo-woo! Thank you so much, guys! We had a full on feast in Shimokitazawa (say that 10 times fast). It was so nice to be with good friends on this day, though I still miss my Big Fat Greek Wedding family back home (hugs guys!)

Natsuko, me, and Ai

Fuse (from Thailand!) and me

They totally messed this picture up (really, it's not me)! We were supposed to look like space cadets and I am the only one posing. Just want to expose their lies for all to see ;)

Americans getting their drink on!

Ai cooking us thanksgiving dinner. Ah, she is such a little okaasan (mother)!

Natsuko made homemade apple cider....yummmmmm.

Ready to transition into Christmas? Cause Tokyo is. That's right, they don't call this the most efficient country in the world for nothing. Literally, as soon as December 1st hit, all the Christmas decorations in the world went up. Literally, Tokyo is glowing. And I love it! Here are some pictures of one of the busiest areas in the world - Shinjuku.

In the midst of all this beauty, I see, perhaps, the most glorious site of all - KRISPY KREME DONUTS. People often wait a couple hours just to get one of these donuts....omoshiroi (interesting).

So, there you have it folks! I have seen and lived so much while in Japan. Though I am still doing everything I did in America, it is so fun to have a change of scenery. To answer people who have asked, "Have you seen anything odd while there?" Oh MAN! Instead of turning this blog into an encyclopedia (though it is close now), I will tell you the top 3 "oh my gosh" highlights:

1.) A man on the train doing something he should NOT be doing in public! This is actually a problem in Japan...during the morning rush hour (where people are packed in like sardines), they had to create a "women only" car to prevent any foul play. Man oh man! Some male characteristics permeate all cultures...

2.) The cable guy who thought it would be cool to offer me drugs in my apartment ;(

3.) The halloween costumes in Japan - Wow!

And for good measure, I want to post a video of one of my friend's in the states showing off his skills (WOW!). You go, Matty! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VX4IouTVKgI

So, walk home with me now, so I can get in my bed with my heating blanket and sleep. Oh yes, I am getting a haircut tomorrow. Cross your fingers that I don't emerge with a Japanese mullet due to the language barrier.....

Alas, we are in Kokubunji!

That's all, folks! ZZZZZZZZ.

Proud to be an American in Japan

2008-11-09T04:43:00.001-08:00

Thank you for this gift, President Obama.

It is nice to feel a newfound sense of patriotism that I have tucked away for the last 8 years. President Obama - you brought the heat and I am ready to cook in the kitchen, baby!

Check out this link:

http://theboard.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/11/07/savoring-the-undertones-and-lingering-subtleties-of-obamas-victory-speech/

Yes, I cried when watching his speech. Yes, I watch his speech EVERY night before I go to bed. Yes, I know the road is tough for Obama, but I choose to believe that he can bring this nation back from a sense of panic, shame, and despair. Look at what he has already done for our nation, our world. We have hope for a better future, and, if nothing else, we are more united than we have been in a long time. Feels good.

YES WE DID, folks!

Oh, It's been broughten...

2008-10-31T23:17:00.000-07:00

http://www.avaaz.org/en/all_of_us

Yes we can!

We can fix our country...COME ON!!!

Bless your big hearts, blue states....bring it!

10 Signs That You Are Working Too Hard...

2008-10-28T01:58:00.000-07:00

1.) You cry during "Pimp My Ride." (seriously, it can be a touching show. Especially when you are delirious).

2.) Your computer literally overheats and dies (yes, smoke was involved. Thank you Apple Store in Shibuya who are the best docs on the East side).

3.) You no longer see the light of day....literally.

4.) You get that crease on your eyelid that just won't go away!

5.) Personal hygiene disappears (Well, this is an interesting case with me...)

6.) You wake up at 3am to check your email to make sure you didn't miss a deadline.

7.) You look forward to the weekends so you can have uninterrupted work time.

8.) Even brushing your teeth twice can't get rid of "coffee breath."

9.) Your "skinny jeans" fit perfectly.

10.) People take one look at you and ask, "Are you okay?"

There you have it, folks! Welcome to Japan ;)

BTW - GO OBAMA!!!!! The next time I write, this man had better be elected or else the next post will be, "10 Signs that America Needs to Get it's Head Out of it's ....." Heehee.

When in Rome...

2008-10-19T05:35:00.000-07:00

do as the Romans do, baby.

And I did. And it was bellisimo.

Rome has to be one of the most beautiful cities in the world. Not only are the people simply gorgeous, but the architecture and rich history make you fall in love...and not want to leave.

Take a walk with me....

Let me introduce you to the reason why I flew to Rome: NeuroSchool. This week-long conference was seriously unlike any conference I have ever attended in my life. It was useful. Well, more than that, it was innovative, dynamic, and eye-opening. Picture this: a small room packed with social scientists and basic scientists from Europe and America who are all searching for answers to the mysteries of behavioral genetics in neuroscience. Social scientists and basic scientists....problem-solving....together. Wow.

Though in the beginning we were all speaking a different language, it was such a trip to watch this group begin to slowly bridge the gap between two seemingly different worlds. One world is typically obsessed with hard facts, obtaining answers, and having results to prove every point. The other is consumed in the process, meticulous about the kinds of questions being asked, and concerned about the rationale behind mainstream approaches to studying the brain. Whew! Cat fight folks! It could have been a complete disaster, had everyone not been open-minded and interested in truly understand the other side's perspective. It was refreshing. It was inspiring. It was NeuroSchool (yes, this sounds like a gum commercial).

Below is a picture of me doing what I do best - futzing with the computer!

Below is a picture of the local church where the NeuroSchool Conference took place (the city name is Monterotondo...home of the European Molecular Biology Laboratory).

Long story short, these folks were, in a word, talented. Not only did we bridge the gap in this short week, we made worlds physically collide. Moving land masses, people! I dig it. My research this year is largely focused on studying schizophrenia from a social as well as basic science perspective. I am attempting to do a cross-cultural study on the stigma associated with schizophrenia between the US and Japan while also characterizing a gene of interest. I want more than anything to create a pathway connecting the social and basic sciences, so that we can truly understand the pathophysiology and manifestation of schizophrenia. Wasn't sure it could be done. Now I feel like it should be done. And I am motivated to try my darndest!

Okay...enough rambling. Here are some pics of the NeuroSchool attendees (in all their glory....which means while playing drinking games in my room and at a gay club in the heart of Rome).

The aftermath...you should have seen people the next day (heehee).

Ah, the gay club....the young lady in the front has to be one of the coolest ladies in the UK ;)

That's right...the mind is the only wall! Break that motha down!!!

Now, for all the beauty that is Rome....The Vatican (which is it's own country, by the way!)

Don't be afraid to look up! How in the HECK did these people build this?! C'mon!!!

And, finally, one of the holiest places in the world...outside the Vatican where the Pope does his thing (you can see they are still cleaning up from a Sunday morning service, too!)....

Before....

After...

Onto St. Peter's Cathedral....

I would have uploaded pictures of the Sistine Chapel, except I actually listened to the security guards and didn't take any pictures! Sheesh. It was truly amazing. Did you know that the Sistine Chapel was the first official painting Michelangelo ever did?! Holy smokes! And, did you know that he locked himself in the chapel for 4 years while painting the ceiling and didn't let anyone see his progress? Turns out that he didn't follow the instructions given to him by the Pope who had commissioned him for the project and instead did whatever his little heart desired! He painted moses trashed and naked, one of the angels flipping the bird, and God mooning the world. Furthermore, he drew a self portrait of himself disguised as one of the human skins being thrown into hell. Michelangelo sounds like he needed some anti-depressants. Either way, the Pope died of syphilis before he could officially punish Michelangelo. You heard me....syphilis!

Ah, the Spanish Steps (quite possibly one of the most fashionable areas in Rome!)

The Roman Coliseum (Home of the Gladiators!)

The Pantheon (the best preserved building of it's age in the WORLD). The original Pantheon was built in 27-25 BC under the Roman Empire for the gods...

Let there be light...

But still beautiful in the dark...

Castel Sant'Angelo....

And this is what we saw just wandering around the city...

And we wandered late into the night, where Rome looked like this....(love it!)

And, finally, what did we eat?! Well, I have a picture of my favorite kinda food below (besides the arrabiata pasta, which was actually spicy!)

So, thank you SO much for traveling through Rome with me. Is it a hot spot or what? For all you lovebirds out there, spurge a little bit and go have some fun. This place is truly enchanting.

Fast forward to now. I am back HOME in Japan and doing my thing. Feels weird to come "home" to Japan, but I am getting more and more accustomed to the idea. The people are kind, polite and genuinely caring. Much like in NY (cough cough). Hahaha. I kid. There have been some interesting developments since I returned from Rome - namely, I can read! Yes, my days of charades may actually be coming to an end. I can now read hiragana and katakana (two forms of Japanese characters), thanks to my lovely sensei, Kojima-san! She and I are going to go to the gym tomorrow to sign me up (she pumps major iron). We meet together once a week at Starbucks to break it down. So far we have had two lessons and I just love her. She feels like family to me. Here is a picture of her below.

Kojima-san, her husband, Mauricio and I all went to a mini Octoberfest celebration in Yokohama the first weekend I got back from Rome. Ah, Germany. Despite the fact that there was no German beer (not that I would drink it anyway!), we did enjoy seeing the Lederhosen (leather pants that have a flap in the front...use your imagination). I feel like I am learning TONS about the world. It may not all be rich historical content, but I sure am amused.

Finally, I met with that fantastic artist I was telling you about - Keicocco. We spent the day shopping and talking in Harajuku. I love her! Here is my new wall, thanks to Keicocco...

Wish I had pictures of my lab, but I will save that for a later time.

Alright, gotta go and rest up for an extended date with the PCR machine tomorrow. Ah, the exotic life I lead....

Oyasuminasai (good night!)

John Leisure...the man, the legend

2008-10-08T15:32:00.000-07:00

A few words of wisdom that I thought were so perfect....

"For me, that's what the goal of us all should be as Fulbrighters and citizens of the world, ne it is our charge, to explore the intricate and at times dichotomous elements of cultures known and foreign, to understand the interaction of elements and resolve a clearer frame of mind about them."

~John Leisure

(John, you have officially been quoted...BIG TIME baby!)

Blending Dichotomies....

2008-09-26T18:24:00.000-07:00

Can it be done? And, if possible, what would it be?

Lately I have been thinking a lot about dichotomies and if they are really necessary. Well, I guess they are necessary for some things (like a girls and guys bathroom...I don't like the idea of combining these two!), but why must we be so quick to apply them to ALL things. For the love of God, let's BLEND a little and rejoice in the gray.

For example, why must we have salt separated from pepper? I have never thought about this until I went to a Japanese restaurant and they gave me "pepper" to put on the food. I thought, "Holy cow...this is the best pepper I have ever had in my life?!" Upon further investigation, the "pepper" really was a mixture of salt and pepper, which is SO smart and efficient. Ah, Japan.

Granted, this is a little dichotomy that exists, but there are much bigger, badder, and uglier dichotomies that exist in this world. Even in Japan. Even if they don't qualify as meeting the true dichotomy definition, they are things that might be perceived as mutually exclusive. Here are a few:

1.) Women and politics - Hillary Clinton is a fan of the gray.

****Check out this video (thank you, Ellie!):

http://www.wichaar.com/videos/musicvideo.php?vid=31fab5e68

2.) Kindness and Stress - the random citizens of Japan who helped me set up my life here are fans of the gray (or at least they can fake it like nobody's business!)

3.) Eastern and Western philosophy/culture - The Japanese women who prey on the giajin (foreign) males are LOVERS of the gray. Man oh man. I do not have enough room on this friggen blog to document the specific people who I know have delved into the gray here. But, props go to my mom and dad for making me gray ;)

4.) Women in science - Sally "the genius" Temple is a fan of the gray. The "old boys club networks" out there are, however, not. To which I say, BRING IT! I'm not hatin' on the playa, I'm hatin' on the game.

****Check out this video:

http://www.macfound.org/site/apps/nlnet/content3.aspx?c=lkLXJ8MQKrH&b=4513915&ct=5984653

5.) Efficiency and resources - Thank you, Japan, for being a fan of the gray here! Japan has to be one of the most efficient nations in the world. If a train says it is going to arrive at 3:52 pm, it will be there at 3:52 pm. It has almost been a game to see if the train will, in fact, be late. Come 3:51 pm and I don't hear the grinding of a train, I think "HONTO (really?)" Then, like clockwork, a train hauls butt into the station, cause you know the conductor was racing to meet the 3:52 pm deadline. Impressive. Moreover, Japan does not sacrifice the environment or resources in order to meet this high expectation of efficiency. Japan shows us that you can get it done well and on time, while also thinking about the environment. Mother nature thanks you.

Instead of people using tons of energy on driers, Japan hangs their wet clothes outside to dry. Instead of trying to burn trash that is non-combustible or merely hiding it in reservoirs that future generations will have to deal with (thank you, Wall-E), Japan separates their trash. Instead of purchasing huge gas guzzling cars, Japan has mini-cars. Moreover, the majority of people utilize the subway/metro system anyways. Very cool. Believe me, I am not a huge environmentalist, but Japan has caused me to think twice about things I may not have even thought once about before.

6.) Success and kindness/integrity - I have met a few AMAZING people who have shown me that this can exist. I have met an even greater number of people to show me otherwise. Cheers to the rare birds out there! You are an inspiration.

7.) Moving to Japan and having it be easy - Unfortunately, these two are meant to be mutually exclusive. Sorry. It has to be one of the hardest places to move. Not only is everything takai (expensive), but trying to do it all via awkward hand gestures has been an experience. Try getting national health insurance, a giajin (foreigner) card, a multiple re-entry visa, a bank account, an operational phone, utilities, etc. set up with strange grunts and body language. I make the Flintstones look like the Jetsons. It is my own fault for not being fluent in the language, but then again it does add a certain spice to my experiences ;)

8.) Cultural comparisons of Schizophrenia AND genetics/developmental approaches to studying Schizophrenia....all rolled up into a PhD project - I would like to be a fan of the gray, but all I can see right now is the darkness of a tunnel, dangit! Where is the light ;)

Hahaha....that last one is awesome. I am not sure if what I want to do can be done. Oh well, it has never stopped me in the past. Just gotta keep going and do what you love. In the end, you will be better for it. By no means is it easy, but it is always more worth while to fight the good fight. Lately, I have been spending at least 12 hours a day in front of my computer working....just trying to stay on top of my commitments. Though it has been challenging, I do love this stuff! As my dad always says, "Of all the words of tongue and pen, the saddest are 'it might have been.'"

Gotta love dichotomies. I am sure there are so many more interesting ones out there! Suggestions?

Anyways, special thanks goes to:

1.) The random Japanese guy who helped me in Shinjuku to buy my washer, microwave and refrigerator. If I hadn't of met you on the street with my beat up map and broken Japanese, lord knows what kind of appliances I would have purchased!

2.) Iijima-san for taking me to TRY to open a bank account two times, a cell phone 3 times, and taking me grocery shopping. Oh, not to mention showing me how to use all the appliances in my house that are written in Kanji. Wouldn't want another toilet misshap.

3.) Numakawa-sensei for hooking me up with a TV! I haven't had a chance to tune in just yet, but I am gonna search for Law-and-Order as soon as things calm down. Arigato!

4.) Mizuho for taking me to successfully open a bank account (third times a charm!). Also, for informing me that I needed to get a multiple re-entry visa to get back into the country from Rome. Oh, yes, I am flying to Rome today for a week-long training course in behavioral genetics. I am SO excited to attend and not JUST because it is in Rome (really). I have so many questions and I am sincerely hoping people can help me blend culture, genetics, and behavior into a nice PhD project. Yikes.

(Here is the brief bio of the program:

The aim of the school is to foster learning in an interdisciplinary symmetrical environment. It is intended for graduate students and post-doctoral fellows engaged in neuroscience research or in historical or social studies of neuroscience.

The topic of this year’s NeuroSchool is behavioural genetics. Together, we will critically assess the current methodologies of experimentation in this branch of research and will discuss its implications in the context of contemporary society. Lectures will cover the history of behavioural genetics, the latest scientific evidence in the field, as well as the history and sociology of psychotropic drugs.

Tutors and lecturers include Cornelius Gross (EMBL), Klaus-Peter Lesch (University of Wuerzburg), Nikolas Rose (BIOS, London School of Economics) and Ilina Singh (BIOS, LSE).)

5.) Hori-sensei and Kunugi-sensei- for collaborating with me on the fulbright project! Yes.

6.) The random Japanese girl at the Mini-Mart who literally hooked up my phone for me! She called the phone company, spoke in Japanese, AND made sure the phone was operational before I left. It is amazing how far the look of utter confusion can get you in Japan.

7.) My new Japanese sensei for taking on the biggest project of her life: teaching me Japanese! Oh yes, and for driving me to the police station to pick up my transportation card that I lost (and was later found!). This bad boy had $90 on it!

8.) The JCOM guy who was a little TOO nice in setting up my cable and internet. Does it really take 2 hours to turn on a TV...or multiple visits (without the proper tools) to get it wired correctly? Hmmm. Wakarimasen ('I don't understand'...a valuable word in my vocabulary). I think he just likes hanging out to practice his English, but to him I say 'thank you and good night!"

8.) Keicocco (the most talented artist ever) for meeting with me (and the cable guy...don't ask) over dinner to discuss her artwork. I am going to buy a few pieces! And, thank you keicocco for taking one look at me and saying in broken english, "Ret's go shopping." Hahaha...oh man, I am a fashion train wreck!

9.) Theresa Weinman, Anny, Mom, Steph, John, Susan G., Jackie, Ing....(the list goes on and on) for all things Engeye. You have brought this little clinic-that-could (Engeye) to life and we are so grateful for your energy, enthusiasm, and passion. Oi!

10.) Olivia - For your generous donation towards Engeye - and for just being you! I am floored.

11.) Dad - for being a rock amidst all the craziness. Thank you for managing my life in the US while I am way over here. LOVE YOU.

12.) My AMWA ladies - for bringing your passion to life with this year's leadership. We are doing damn good things! While the slope is steep and slippery at times, you all have chosen to persevere. Yay to this.

13) The Japanese little old lady who cleans the outside of my building - Thank you for helping me take out 9 bags of trash....while smiling! And, thank you for accepting my gift of Skittles with glee, and then making me a fantastic Japanese card the next day. So cute!

After reading this, otsukaresama (you must be tired). Thanks so much for reading.

I feel like I am trying to tie together so many dichotomies in life right now...both professionally and personally. Not sure if it can all be done, but one thing is for sure....never a dull moment.

MacArthur Genius Award Goes to Sally Temple!

2008-09-23T07:57:00.001-07:00

....I can't contain my excitement right now. I am so giddy, that I feel like I am going to laugh myself silly because I am so happy. Sally Temple is proof that you CAN have it all....and still be a GREAT person at the end of the day.

She is an amazing mother, wife, mentor, leader, researcher, and thinker. Even without this award, she is an inspiration to me and to all women pursuing careers in academic medicine and science. It has been a long time since I have been completely floored by someone - so impressed that I have to take a moment just to understand that they are, in fact, real.

Sally Temple is a hero. Check out this link: http://timesunion.com/AspStories/storyID=723024&category=ALBANY

One for the good guys ;)

This is what TALENT looks like.....

2008-09-20T15:41:00.000-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HOS30pSbkc

I'm going to meet Keicocco later today. Sugoi!

Just experienced my first Japanese earthquake. Am I scared?! Ha! California has broken me in....I'm going to bed ;)

Transitions...

2008-09-17T22:45:00.000-07:00

Ohayoooooo!

I am back, after an intense and amazing 18 days of charades and pictionary. It is amazing how talented one becomes at these games when forced. Long story short, I need to learn me some Japanese.

A great deal has happened since I last wrote. I am going to upload a bunch of pictures so that you all can see what I see.

So, I have officially moved into my new place in Kokubunji. I love it. LOVE IT. Why do I love it? Well, it is located 5 minutes from Kokubunji station, which is part of the Chuo Line (a line that goes directly into the heart of Tokyo). On the way to my place, you pass a McDonald's, KFC, Starbucks, and 99 Cents Store. Need I say more? In addition, the room is quite spacious by Japanese standards and is classified as "designer." Heehee...this just means that there are really cool ceiling lights and the doors/cabinets are painted red. My kinda pad.

The place is now fully furnished, thanks to Bic Camera and the random Japanese guy who spent 2 hours with me to "make sure everything was daijobu (okay)." They are sweethearts here! I have been spending more money than the Bush administration. Well, not really, but I am doing WAY better than Lehman right now.

Anyways, Bic Camera is one of the main discount stores in Tokyo. They sell just about everything, including the kitchen sink, at this place. The best part is that they deliver all appliances *directly* into your home, even going so far as to plug it in and test it out. That is what I am talking about. Cause lord knows that I would have a heck of a time trying to do that on my own. I am not even sure how to use my new rice cooker, because all of the buttons are in Kanji. Something tells me that it shouldn't take 2 hours to cook rice. Hmmmm.

Yes, EVERYTHING is written in Kanji. Rightfully so. All instruction manuals, all appliances...even my toilet has Kanji writing on it. Yes, and that brings up a great point. I have a Japanese toilet. These bad boys are incredible. This is truly a toilet meant for Inspector Gadget, even including a butt warmer. Moreover, I took the liberty of testing out all the buttons on the side of the toilet. I wouldn't recommend this for everyone, but let's just say that I wasn't expecting to get a shower while I use the toilet. Fortunately, there are no pictures of this incident and I will spare you the blow-by-blow details.

So, I have officially moved EVERYTHING out of Ai's place in Wakabayashi. Below is a picture of my "room" in Ai's house. Safe to say I sabotaged the place.

My place is approximately 1.5 hours away from Ai's via the subway. It was quite an experience lugging two 75 pound suitcases from her place to mine. Good thing I did this over the span of a coupla days, or else bad things coulda happened. Well, actually, bad things DID happen. I ended up going to the hospital last week due to my ridiculousness. I tried to carry a 75 pound suitcase by myself during rush hour (this, my friends, is a no-no), and ended up ripping off my big toenail in the process. Ha! I didn't even feel the pain, really. I did, however, feel something wet on my foot, but we were all so packed isho ni (together) that I couldn't even look down to see what was going on. Once I could, all I saw was red, and it wasn't my toe nail polish folks. So, I went to lab and showed them my toe. More than anything, I thought it was funny. The pain was not a big deal at all. Yeah...well they didn't take it so well and freaked out! They take such good care of me at this lab....it is un-beri-bable. They would not let me work until they took me to the hospital. Hahaha...so we went to the local hospital. What an experience.

There I was, sitting there with a broken toe nail, while people were being wheeled in on stretchers attached to an IV. Boy did I feel lame. I almost wanted someone to break my toe, at that point. Everyone was staring, probably thinking, "Oh man, not another foreigner." I ended up getting an x-ray and the most thorough foot exam of my life. In the end, they sent me home with a bandaid. Right.

Also, over the weekend, I did a whole slew of things. I went to Roppongi. Enough said about that. I will add that I got home (well, to Ai's house) at 7am the next day and looked like a drowned rat due to the sweat from a night of dancing. Oh, and we ate sushi at the same place where they filmed the crazy fight scene in "Kill Bill." You know, the one where Uma Thurman kills like 400 people by herself and blood is shooting all over hell and half of Georgia?

Also, I went to Ai's fashion show, where she modeled a lovely dress just for fun (pictures of course). I met with some friends in Shibuya (Spencer and Natsuko) and we all mozied on over to the show together. Here is a picture of where many people meet in Shibuya. The spot is called "Hachiko," which is the name of an akita who demonstrated extreme loyalty to his owner. Apparently his owner passed away suddenly, leaving poor Hachiko all alone. So, Hachiko traveled to the same spot everyday for 30 years...waiting for an owner that would never come; this spot was where he had usually gone to wait for his owner when he was alive. The statue you see is of Hachiko. Below it is Shibuya.

The talent show was truly a sight to see! This did remind me of Sex and the City....Japanese women are keire (beautiful). I had a good time! A few pictures and video of Ai shaking her thing are below....

I must say that this transition would not have been possible without the help, concern, and sheer determination of my labmates. They are so fantastic, I can't even begin to express how lucky I am to be a part of this group. So many members took entire days off to help me: find a place, buy appliances, obtain bank accounts, grocery shop, try to get a cell phone (emphasis on the try part), and just about everything else that goes into moving across the world smoothly. If any of them are reading this, THANK YOU. Especially you, Iijima-san! Arigato ;) Pics of my pad are below....oh, and I bought plants ;)

I will save my opinions about the sexual melting pot that is Tokyo for some other time. Let's just say that if you are a foreigner, you will be very happy here. Gross. I have definitely experienced a fair amount of drama during my stay thus far.....I can't claim it as my own, but let's just say it has been interesting.

Another interesting thing has been the whole trash situation. The Japanese have to be the most organized trash taker-outers in the world. Really. Here is a picture of my trash "schedule." You probably can't read it, but you really wouldn't want to. Let's just say that every night I plan on digging through my trash to sort it all out into combustible, non-combustible, recyclable, plastics, you name it. This is pay back for everything I've ever done wrong in my life. At least it's good for the environment, right?

Now that everything is set up, it is time to get cracking in the lab! More on that, of course, as the story unfolds. In the meantime, I have been working around the clock on transitioning to Japan, moving all my stuff, kicking butt with the organizations I am still actively involved in (AMWA and Engeye), and trying to keep you all posted. Bless my little blog's heart.

I will leave you with some of the latest pictures from the Engeye Clinic in Africa. Everybody loves shoes!

Sex and the City

2008-09-05T14:31:00.000-07:00

Tokyo city, that is.

The moment I stepped off the plane in this glorious city, I truly felt like Carrie Bradshaw from Sex and the City. This is not to suggest that I am a size 0 or fashionable in anyway (that would be the day), but because I feel a sense of accomplishment and energy when walking down the streets of Tokyo that Carrie Bradshaw seems to feel when walking in Manhattan. I love this city. I love it`s energy, I love it`s people, I love the culture.

Perhaps my Carrie Bradshaw thought stems from the fact that I watched the Sex and the City movie on the 13 hour plane ride over here. I watched this near the end of the flight, marking at least 20 straight hours without sleep. I was delirious. It definitely showed. While other people were sleeping comfortably or enjoying a glass of complimentary wine, I was crying hysterically at scenes that wouldn`t normally faze me. In fact, I had to pretend I was asleep multiple times, as the flight attendants made there way down the aisle offering coffee, water, and food. Luckily, due to my crafty skills, they did not have to encounter my psychosis directly, though I am sure this was due more to their avoidance than anything else.

After the flight, I stepped out of the plane and navigated my way to Tokyo city. Keep in mind that it is more humid than any place I have ever been right now, which is sort of messing up my Carrie Bradshaw vibe. It is much busier than NYC though, and Tokyo truly does have a heartbeat of her own. How do I feel? Light as a feather, prancing down the streets of Tokyo, finding the stares comforting in some odd way, and excited for the future. How do I look? Well, I`ll describe it....I am at least 5 sizes larger than the average woman, my hair is matted to my sweaty face due to the humidity, I am gasping for air while trying to keep up with the pace, while people are staring at the giant white lady who is obviously lost. Okay, so I am not as hot as Carrie Bradshaw, but I feel like her ;)

Long story short, it has been nothing short of a whirlwind here. I have not taken time to recover from jet lag (and am just gonna keep going until I shake it out of my system!). I have met with the lovely Fulbright folks here as well as my coworkers at the National Center of Neurology and Psychiatry...they are truly taking care of me. I have found a place with the help of my coworkers in the city of Kokubunji, which is located on the periphery of the heart of Tokyo. Though it is a bit expensive, it is SO BEAUTIFUL. I love it. I am moving in today. Big thanks to Ai Fujimoto, who has allowed me to invade her home this week. She will be a great friend in this city, for sure.

I have literally traveled all over Tokyo at this point and am a master of the subway system. Master as in I haven`t gotten completely lost. I feel like a person who has just jumped into roaring rapids with vertigo. This scenario fits perfectly. I have chosen to jump into this sea of madness willingly, and am loving the excitement of it all. I am completely disoriented, though, and am blowing bubbles to see which way is up. Sometimes it is hard to tell which way is up. My plan is to follow the bubbles to the top. Not rocket science, but still an important accomplishment. Thank goodness for bubbles.

If there is one lesson I have learned this past week, it is to dive right into new experiences. Instead of shying away from them, just go for it. Life is a series of transitions all the time. The better we get at transitioning, the faster we can adapt to the excitement that change truly offers. Though I am not a graceful diver, I can at least keep my bathing suit on. And I love this stuff.

I will meet with my boss next week to hit the ground running with research. I am excited to get the ball rolling. Everything administrative should wind down as of next week, which is pretty darn fast! By this time next week, I will have moved into my place and started the routine that will become the next year of my life. Well, not a routine perse, but an adventure.

I wish I could end with something witty (as a tribute to Sex and the City), but instead I will end with one of my favorite Carrie Bradshaw quotes (the one I try to live by!):

`Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.`

Kanpai to that.

p.s. - Pictures to come soon!

Leaving on a Jet Plane...

2008-08-24T06:56:00.000-07:00

Greetings!

As of Sunday, August 31st 2008, I will be, in fact, leaving on a jet plane to Tokyo, Japan for a year of research, exploration, and discovery. I am so excited! The Fulbright has been a dream of mine for many years now and I am so excited to carry this out in a land with such rich culture, history, and tradition. This one's for you, grandma!

I will be working in a suburb of Tokyo called Kodaira at the National Center of Neurology and Psychiatry (NCNP). I will be studying all aspects of schizophrenia, from stigma to genetics. I hope that me and my amazing labmates at the NCNP will make some new discoveries at the end of this one-year journey. Ganbarimasu (I will try!).

I will be staying with the lovely Ai Fujimoto when I land in Tokyo. I am so excited to see her and a few other friends I have in Japan. She is such a talented girl. She speaks better English than me and she was born and raised in Japan! Yikes. Ai and some of her friends are going to help me find a place to live in Tokyo. Again, ganbarimasu.....

I would LOVE to keep in touch with all of you in the states. Even though the time difference is around 12 hours or so, I promise to keep the 5 am phone calls at a minimum (watch out, Riss!). It will be hard for me to call you guys from Japan, so I am trying to use Skype as my main mode of communication. It is such an easy way for us to chat (computer to computer) and for FREEEEEE!!! Here is the link, if you would like to download it: http://www.skype.com/welcomeback/

My username is "QueenMystifa." Hahaha....some things never change.

Also, I will be checking email and this blog like a mad lady, so please drop me a line whenever your heart desires. I would really, truly love to hear from you.

I am getting the butterflies about this journey already.....I will miss all of you and carry you with me always.

Love love love,
Misty

p.s. - The picture below is amazing on so many levels ;)