pattern decry.org was an irreverent, self-referential webzine that hit the ether in 2002, had a good run, fizzled out, and then just kind of sat there. The witty, self-depricating posts were lost in the poorly rendered archive and the front page was blank, devoid of any information about the site or useful wayfinding pointers. Truly, I had failed in my job as a Decry Pimp (my listed occupation on social networking sites).

Taking advantage of the weeklong summer vacation that just passed, I decided to don my pimp suit and get to work on decry.org. This post outlines the steps I went through, exporting from MovableType to WordPress, sketching concept ideas, building mock-ups in Photoshop, and finally creating a WordPress theme in XHTML 1.0 strict. Which is to say, this post is more for me than for you. Kind of like my tattoos… » Continue Reading…

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image: small river rocks The rainy season has come and gone, replaced by the blazingly hot, humid, and repressive summer. The days are now averaging around 35º C, sufficient enough heat to render yours truly into a lifeless piece of flesh lounging about in her underwear in front of two electric fans. Cold showers provide temporary relief from the oppressive heat, as does a trip to the local combini, where we can bask in the coolness of regulated temperatures while browsing for chocolates and canned oxygen. For extended relief we head to the river, whose cooling waters have an undisputed and rejuvenating effect on tired summer bodies. As it’s too hot to continue typing, the narrative will henceforth be strictly visual. » Continue Reading…

pattern Japanese-English, or Engrish, adorns every other physical object in Japan, from clothing to billboards to candy. It’s near impossible to avoid the omnipresent poetic flourishes painted on the side of pachinko parlours and gas stations, and has even inspired several websites dedicated to documenting the phenomenon, including an online store that sells various items emblazoned with reproduced Engrish phrases. » Continue Reading…

tako Golden Week has come and gone (and gone), underscored by the incessant rain dismally signaling a return to work after seven blissful days of vacation. This is the exact same thing I said last year, except with perhaps a little less rain. Golden Week is a springtime blessing, a weeklong national holiday (more accurately, several individual holidays in series) that’s even better in Hamamatsu owing to the three-day revelry known as the Hamamatsu Matsuri (festival). Last year we had a lot of fun as spectators, but this year passively watching wasn’t enough; we participated. » Continue Reading…