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[Jan. 25th, 2009|04:16 pm] |
Sengoku jidai resource pages have been updated.
http://hagakureproductions.tripod.com/clothes.htm
http://hagakureproductions.tripod.com/hyakushou.htm
I read two excellent texts which give detailed information specific to the heimin of the Hojo kokka in the 1550s: John Whitney Hall, Nagahara Keiji, Kozo Yamamura. Japan Before Tokugawa: Political Consolidation and Economic Growth, 1500 to 1650. Princeton University Press: Princeton, 1981. George Sansom. A History of Japan 1334-1615. Standford University Press: Stanford, 1961. |
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[Nov. 18th, 2008|07:04 pm] |
starzki said I should post today.
So.
A: "Our mutual acquaintance is so ignorant."
B: "How ignorant is he?"
A: "He is so ignorant that in his physics examination he thought the spin magnetic quantum number referred to the actual rotation of an electron about a central axis, rather than a quantum mechanical principle with no classical analogue."
B: "Zinger!"
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[Dec. 19th, 2007|03:04 pm] |
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They will see us waving from such great heights "Come down now," they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away "Come down now," but we'll stay. |
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[Nov. 23rd, 2007|04:37 am] |
I don't care what consequence it brings I have been a fool for lesser things I want you so bad I think you ought to know that I intend to hold you for the longest time |
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[Nov. 18th, 2007|05:50 am] |
Four hours ago, after shopping at a free market and prior to grabbing my train back home - note this is at 4pm on a Sunday - I dropped into a donburi shop to grab a bite to eat. The proprietor sat me upstairs, next to a group of completely shitfaced taxi drivers who made friends, and sufficiently impressed with my nihongo, called me "aniki," and stuffed me with sashimi and beer.
Seeing danger ahead, the freshly-opened liter of alcohol waved in my face, I had to say (in Japanese) the dirtiest, filthiest lie that I have ever in my life spoken.
"I'm sorry, I don't like sake."
Dodged a few more appetizers, acquiesced to another huge bottle of beer, and got my way out of there while still seeing single.
And to think I was starting to get bored of Tokyo. |
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[Sep. 10th, 2007|06:31 pm] |
I feel very bad for all the people posting here.
... I mean, wow. |
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[Sep. 8th, 2007|09:50 pm] |
SENGOKU JIDAI PRIMER Scribe Figaro 8 September 2007 Revised 1 March 2008 Revised 3 March 2008 A cheat sheet on the history of Japan up to and during the sengoku jidai. Feel free to use as a roleplaying or writing research. I started writing this as a personal resource for writing more historically-accurate Inuyasha fanfiction, thus the focus on Musashi and Edo. Still a work in progress. Advice is welcome. Please use with credit. Thanks!
1. Government and Political Division 1.1 Government of Japan 710-1603 1.2 Division of Musashi – Sengoku Jidai 1.3 Tokyo – Current Day 1.4 Edo – Sengoku Jidai 1.5 War in Musashi – Sengoku Jidai
2. Major Clans of Eastern Japan 2.1 Tokugawa 2.2 Takeda 2.3 Hojo and Uesugi 2.4 Hojo and Takeda 2.5 Oda, Toyotomi, and Tokugawa
3. Official and Effective Capitals and Clans 3.1 Nara 3.2 Heian 3.3 Kamakura 3.4 Muromachi 3.5 Azuchi-Momoyama 3.6 Edo
4. Economics 4.1 Money, Land, and Labor 4.2 Coinage 4.2.1 Copper Coins 4.2.2 Gold Coins 4.2.3 Silver Coins 4.2.4 The Yen 4.2.5 Paper Currency 5. The Inuyasha-tachi 6. Weight, Distance, and Volume Measurement in the Sengoku Jidai 7. References
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[Jun. 26th, 2007|06:49 pm] |
I've found what the world is searching for Here, right here, my dear, I don't have to look no more And all my days, I've hoped and I've prayed For someone just like you to make me feel the way you do. |
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[Jun. 21st, 2007|07:55 pm] |
So yes.
Completely, utterly, totally in love with starzki, have been for a while, and what probably isn't clear is that I've been asking to marry her for as much as a year before we even met in person, as she always says all the right things. But I suppose at those times I was only half-serious. Maybe.
But after only about six months of actually dating, it was pretty clear we were both playing for keeps, and once solid plans for living together began to form it became more and more important to make clear our intentions.
So after about a year I said "Let's get married!" and she said "I don't know maybe!" and then the next day she said "Let's get married!" and I said "I don't know maybe!" and then we said "Okay!" and we got a ring and it was very romantic and pretty and comfortable and well-planned and even though I was darn sure few weeks ago I'm even more certain now that I made a very very very good decision and I hope to be the sort of person who will make her continue to think the same.
It's hard to write about love, but all I know is that to me she is the best qualities in my friends, and the best qualities in my family, and more intelligent, and more kind, and more beautiful than anyone I have ever known. And not just that she is more of these things, it's that she is so much more than these things - miles above, lightyears beyond, worlds and worlds away from anything I have known before, and it's not just her, but us, and that's the part I like the most. I love what she is but what makes this work for me is I love what we are and that's the reason I am giving the rest of my life to her - but not really to her, to us - and that's the thing that's so unique, so scary, so warm, so exciting, so perfect, so beautiful, so new - we have taken what we are, and given it to each other, but not really to each other but to the rest of our lives together, and that's the thing I love, and why I love her.
And besides all this, and other aspects of which I am entirely too polite to report in mixed company, there are the stories we share, and so many conversations that give me a feeling not entirely unlike being six years old and sharing don't tell anyone secrets in a treehouse, and while I still roll my eyes at the "I'll tell you in another life when we are both cats" uber-quirkiness of modern fictional romance, I can see that there is this aspect of our relationship there as well.
We are well enough in love to be unforgivably annoying to witnesses if we did not have the requisite maturity and Herculean self-control to not loveytalk/cuddle/smooch/do each other when in the presence of an audience and I really wish we got more credit for that.
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[May. 14th, 2007|02:05 pm] |
I'm breaking a lot of things in lab today.
There are so many important things around me and I don't know how to fix them. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2007|10:03 am] |
As you know I've never been a confident man I've been in the tall grass all my life Until you came along Now there's one less thing wrong Even though happiness writes white.
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The universe works on a math equation / That never even ever really even is any end |
[Jan. 18th, 2007|03:55 pm] |
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Everything that could go wrong All went wrong at one time So much pressure fell on me I thought I was gonna lose my mind But I know you wanna see If I will hold on through these trials But I need you to lift this load Cause I can't take it no more
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance I just wanna praise you I just wanna praise you You broke the chains now I can lift my hands And I'm gonna praise you I'm gonna praise you |
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[Nov. 19th, 2006|10:27 pm] |
I have decided to work very late today because it is safe to say sleep will not come easy tonight.
Also, joy of joys, the system has achieved levels of stability never before seen, and I see spectra, joyful spectra, elements of the perverse dance of molecules upon my sample. Hello there, Si-O bond! I see you! Yes, I see you there, little atoms, the beautiful waltz in 1054 cm-1 time. And again at 2515! and again at 1121! and again at 1923 and 3487!
Do you understand, fair LJ folks? After two and a half years of this instrument, of building this machine of steel and glass, ultra-purity silica, ultra-reflective mirrors, high-intensity lasers sucking 240 volts and 50 amps from the grid, a 1024x256 photodetector array which operates at -208 degrees Fahrenheit, my device, my instrument, my child, my salvation: She reveals to me, finally, the inner workings of the universe, the vibrational modes of all I place before it.
Child of my creation, born of these hands - lanced by cryogen, cut by glass, burned by fire, fingernails broken with edges of steel tubing, palms dry with fine metal dust, webbing coated with the grease of wrenches and vacuum seals - this creature of metal and ceramics makes me not just a chemist but a chemical voyeur, and I admit shame to no man, for lo, I watch atoms have sex before me, their vibrations, their quantum coitus, betray their presence, and in this betrayal they will soon enough show me the Path, the means by which this innocent propylene becomes the sultry vixen that is propylene oxide, and I will expose this debauchery to the entire world.
This will, perhaps, lead to amazing things, like lots of money, or possibly zombies. |
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