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 I mentioned Kikkoman shoyu (soy sauce) 
recently - it's really the 
only choice, and I have a related anecdote which has 
an oblique tie-in with this journal's name. After 
my first fight to Japan, as I walked through a Narita 
hallway with my fellow passengers, I noticed a message 
board and the top name was Stevie Wonder! Could he 
have been aboard, in the KAL 747's First Class upper 
deck? Yes! Because here he came, near the head of an 
entourage. At this point I was in one of the 
queues to show my passport, standing directly in the 
path of this oncoming group. I stepped back to give 
them room, and the Wonder-man passed right before 
me - I could've touched him (which would've probably 
provoked an unpleasant reaction from the huge guy 
with his hand on Stevie's elbow). I'd like to report 
that I leaned forward and said 
"Skyscrapers... & everthang" as he passed 
within earshot, but I was hardly together enough 
for such wit after the nine hours it takes to 
cross the Pacific from LA. He was led away, through 
a special door - later I heard that Kikkoman had 
commissioned him to write their new corporate 
song, which was just being premiered - I assume 
that was the reason he was there. 
 Speaking of premieres, I see by the 
advertising (esp. billboards) that 
the "Dilbert" show's first telecast 
happens on my birthday. Could be 
terrible, but might be good, at 
least initially. 
 Finished reading Clifford Simak's City. Previously 
I mentioned the robots and the Dogs, 
and what happened to Man; but I'd forgotten 
all about the ants and the cobbly worlds, 
and what happened to Geneva: like Diaspar 
<1>, 
another last and only city at the end of 
human time. 
 Sounds: Listening to this Harry James record, over and 
over - especially the vocals: "I'm Beginning 
to See the Light" and "It's Been a Long, Long 
Time" by Kitty Kallen; and "I'll Get By" 
by - Dick Haymes! That Harry James 
was something else. I got this greatest 
hits record years ago to dig his 
horn-playing, but since then I've 
grown to love its vocal tunes.
 
 I wish I was in LA tonight, instead of being stuck up here. |  |