Quiet streets

My mind ended up turning to thoughts about my blog, life and future these days (not necessarily in that order, mind you). It's been almost 7 years since I moved to Japan and I thought that by now I'd know what I want to do with my life. Sadly, this does not appear to be the case. I think the core issue is that I'm a fickle panda: this is a blessing in that I have...
01.23.10

2009 Year in Pictures

2009 was a pretty great year (well for me personally. For the world and the economy, err, not so much) and it was hard to choose just a few pictures as my "favourites" from the thousands that I snapped over the past 12 months. On top of that, there's the question of how to sort them? While all the pictures could be classified dozens of different wa...
01.06.10

To all the Rooms Ive loved before

So the other day I was flipping through one of my old boxes of letters and and pictures from years past (which reminds me that there are still some of you who owe me letters from the Great Michaelpanda Spring......
10.13.07

Public Drunkenness at 50mm f1.8

Whatever I thought it would be like, I'm pretty sure I didn't think it would turn out like it did - my mind going over the laundry list of things I had to do to get ready for work tomorrow, my heart heavy with the thought of having to walk to work in a wool suit in the hot sweaty mugginess of the Japanese rainy season, my eyes just moments prior flicking over train schedules to find the fastest route home after getting off at Tokyo so as to avoid time consuming transfers and giving myself a c...
07.02.07

Lindsay, the Telemarket-stalker

What is this book, you might be asking yourself? Well, let's look at the cover: The Complete Fake History of a Bunch of People Who Don't Actually Exist I'd like to think of it as the first entry in a......
05.24.07

I walk away...

Moving to Tokyo(ish) was the right decision, I know. But it's hard to think of closing the door on a 3 year chapter of your life. I don't mind moving - I've done it regularly ever since I can first......
08.19.06

Killing Time...

sitting, back primly poised, hair impeccably parted to one side, cream colored leather Coach handbag tucked to one side, keitai strap dangling loosely out one of the side pockets, makeup perfectly done, as always, beautiful lips pursed ever so slightly as manicured nails flicked pages of a book from one to the next, eyes moving ever so slightly through expertly applied mascara lashes, each iris twitch scanning top to bottom, right to left, page to page, ponytail bobbing slightly as each echoi...
03.09.06

Bring your panda to work day.

So I took most of last week off, which was quite nice, though it turned out to be one of those "working vacations", which is to say that despite lofty initial plans of heading out to exotic foreign locals (well,......
09.27.04

A tragic turn...

Things have been stressful here for the past couple of days; a less than pleasant ending to my winter vacation. First of, as many of you have no doubt noticed, my images haven't been displaying. This seems to be due......
01.05.04

Orbital

There are times when I find myself missing Madison. Old... Not often, mind you, but sometimes, in the snowy, wet mush of winter, the melting water pouring leadenly down stained and cracked concrete slab houses, heavy snowflakes landing with a......
12.27.03

Humpday

I hate the tuesday-wednesday-thursday stretch. Wednesday sandwiched inbetween those two unsufferably long days, an exhausted panda wearily tripping home from work at 9 pm on tuesday, shuffling bleary-eyed through wednesday and getting up at 7 on thursday to work another......
11.19.03

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