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You know what I hate?  More than being late?  More than driving around, looking for parking?  Even more than the New England Patriots?  Rewrites.  I was a notorious rewrite-hater back in the Stargate days, so much so that years after Paul and I had stopped co-writing, we still shared script credits because, while I was writing most of the originals, he was doing ALL of the rewrites and it was only fair.

Despite what executives will tell you, there is no such as a “small rewrite” because, if you’ve done your job properly, you will have crafted every scene, each dialogue run, in a smooth progression, inexorably building toward a conclusive payoff. Remove or change one piece, and the entire structure risks collapsing like a Jenga structure.  There are no small rewrites.  Only rewrites.  And even bigger rewrites.

[Interesting fact.  If you do a google image search for “hate rewrites”, roughly 30 of those first 110 results will link back to this blog.]

Having said all that, I’m about halfway through the rewrite on Episode 301 and it’s actually coming along quite nicely.  EP Jay Firestone’s notes were pretty good and I was able to address all of his issues and implement most of his suggestions.  Hopefully, I’ll finish up tomorrow after which it’ll be smoooth sailing…until the next rewrite.

Thanks to everyone who weighed in with their opinions on what they did NOT want to see in Dark Matter’s third season.  80+ comments so far and counting!

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Hey, remember when you were in elementary school and you had a falling out with a classmate?  And they’d do something petty like not invite you to their birthday party BUT invite your best friend in an attempt to curry favor with them?  Well, this kinda happened to me.  TODAY!  I shit you not.  My response was stunned bemusement.  Seriously?  Are we suddenly eight year olds again?

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Well, tomorrow’s the day!  For Bubba, it’ll be blood work, an ultrasound, and an anti-cancer vaccine.  For Lulu, it’s a chest x-ray, an MRI, a catscan, and an uvulopalatopharyngoplasty (say THAT three times fast!).  Wish ’em luck!

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My last meal in Tokyo was an unagi don at Chikuyotei in Ginza.

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My first meal in Vancouver was duck confit, buttermilk biscuit, with onion gravy and a fried egg at Mission in Kitsilano.

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And their crazy-delicious french toast.

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Then, over to Beta5 for a Butter Beer Sundae: chocolate stout ice cream, butterscotch ripple ice cream, chocolate wand casting a cotton candy spell, feathers of owl, wizard’s hat, chocolate cake, vanilla chantilly.

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Akemi excitedly awaiting her luggage.

The dogs model their new stuff!  Lulu in her new bomber jacket…

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Bubba sports his new backpack –

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Double trouble –

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Akemi and Bubba, reunited!

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Now, it’s Bubba’s turn to go on vacation –

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I’m exhausted.

Tomorrow, I start reviewing script notes.  Hurray.

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Well, it’s been a fun two weeks in Japan and, while I’d hoped the time away would prove restful, I’m actually more wound up and stressed out now than I was upon my arrival two weeks ago.  My bid to “get away from it all” proved fabulously unsuccessful.  And so I’ll return, vexed, seething, and extremely cantankerous.  Woe to those who choose to get on my bad side.  I’m gearing up for battle!

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Or, if you prefer the classics…

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Let’s do this!

Well, for our last day of fun, Akemi and I hit a bunch of places…

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And early(ish) morning walk through Tsukiji.  Check out the levels of marbling on that wagyu!

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Soba lunch in Omotesando at a restaurant that was nowhere near as popular as the others in the neighborhood with their snaking lines, but was delicious nevertheless.

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A little shopping in Ginza.

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A terrific final dinner at Sushi Taichi, located down a dark, sketchy-looking alley in Ginza.

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Then, hey, just like old times!  A stopover at Star Bar for a drink.

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Yoshida-san recognized me despite my three year absence.

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Then, a short walk to Star Bar’s second Ginza location, Star Bar Ties where our old friend Yamasaki-san was helming the bar.

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We cap our evening with a late night snack in the form of sake-kasu cheesecake in a cup.  We had six to choose from, eventually going with the one described as: “Sweet and refreshing flavor. And a lot of females like it.” (according to Akemi).  Winner!

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Another farewell – this one to Toshiba-san who has been taking great care of us at the hotel for many years.

 Okay, off for lunch at Chikuyotei, one of Akemi’s favorite eel restaurants, then check-out, the 90 minute ride to the airport, the two hour wait to board, the eight and a half hour flight, and, finally, back in Vancouver for 9:35 a.m. (1:35 a.m. Tokyo time) refreshed and ready to start my day!

Today’s entry is dedicated to blog regular maggiemayday.  Wishing you a speedy recovery!

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Today marks our last full day in Japan.  Tomorrow, we head back to Canada and I have very mixed feelings about that.

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Yesterday, we met up with Akemi’s sister, Hiromi, at Tokyo Midtown.  While waiting for her to show, I ate one of the largest pistachio cream puffs I’ve ever encountered.

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It was…indescribably good.  I was even thinking about ordering a second but Akemi suggested I just share with her sister.  Share?  SHARE?!!!  Upon her sister’s arrival, she elected to go with the pistachio cream puff as well but, as I’d hoped, insisted she couldn’t possibly eat the whole thing.

Then went ahead and ate the whole. thing.😦

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The Aota sisters, a contrast in styles.

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From Midtown, we headed back to Ginza where we checked out more dessert stops, a toy store, various tableware (I’m thinking of getting myself a dedicated sake cup because I think I’m going to need it), and a kimono shop.

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Akemi and friend.

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At one point, Akemi was browsing the purse section at one of the high end shops when the sales lady tried to sell her on a clutch she was considering…

Her: It’s not unreasonable.  It’s less than two thousand dollars.

Akemi’s eyes widen.

Her: It’s also great for instagram!

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Ah, now THIS is more my speed.  And just in time for Halloween!

Last night, we had a magnificent meal at L’effervescence.  It was Akemi’s first time and she loved it!

On tap for today – a final round of sushi, shopping and, possibly, sweets.

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“Blow a gasket”.  I’d always heard that quaint turn of phrase but could never really envision it, or apply it to my life…until this morning when I woke up to an email that made me, well, “blow a gasket”.  I mean, holy shit.  Really?  REALLY???  I am presently seething and should progress to a nice little simmer by the time I return to Canada, then a full blown boil the week after.

Anyway…

Yesterday, we checked out the Dali, Venetian Renaissance Painters, and TeamLab exhibitions.  Today, our Tokyo museum tour continued with a visit to…

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The sole satellite Snoopy museum outside of California.

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Although my sister was the big Snoopy fan growing up (and still is), the Peanuts gang still holds a special place in my heart.  Not quite Flintstones and 1967 Spiderman cartoon level – but still.

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The tickets were vintage comic strips from this day in Peanuts history.

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The entry room featured video displays, photos of Charles M. Schulz, his family and various dogs, and this giant 3D art piece…

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Actually made up of hundreds of comic strips.

From there, we were ushered into a second room to watch a four minute intro to the Peanuts comic strip and the museum.

Then, we moved onto another room featuring a history of the Peanuts comic strip.

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The next room held hundreds of vintage Peanuts toys, sketches, and cells.  Boy, it took me back.

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We finished off with a visit to the gift shop…

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I dropped about $50 on strictly Snoopy-related merch.  My sis in for a treat!

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The Men’s Room.

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If you’re feeling munchy, there’s a Peanuts-themed eatery, The Blanket Cafe, as well as a Peanuts-themed food truck.

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I’m on vacation.

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On our walk back to the subway, I stop to take a photo of this giant silver crab.

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And, on our work through Omotesando, snapped a photo of one of my favorite structures in Tokyo – the Prada Building.

I then headed off and met up with my friend Moro-san for lunch.  I was having a fine time…until they ran out of the dessert I requested.  Sensing my disappointment, Moro-san took me to a cafe in Ginza where she ordered one of the most hideous desserts I’ve ever seen.  Ingredients included beer jelly, black truffles, dill, and parsley.

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Hey!  It’s my new favorite Japan character – Gudetama.  He’s an egg!

Dinner was at Teatrino Da Salo and featured an Italian multi-course extravaganza.

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Consider me suitably wowed.

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Sayanora to my friend Moro-san.  Farewell for another year.  Mata ashita!

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Typhoon Malakas rolled through Tokyo late last night and most of yesterday was one long wet preamble to the storm.  To be honest, I didn’t mind so much.  It cleared out the crowds, clearly dampening many Tokyoites enthusiasm for shopping, and also cooled things down a few degrees.  Also, hey, I’m from Vancouver.  I love the rain.

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So, while most of Tokyo was indoors, battening down the hatches, Akemi and I braved the elements – hatches brazenly unbattened – and hit Akihabara, aka Electric Town, aka Electrical Town, aka Anime Central, aka Geek Heaven.  Our two hour tour in photos –

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Lots and lots for discerning, and perhaps not so discerning, anime fan to check out.

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A little something for your cosplay closet.

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Home decor for everyone’s tastes!

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Human-size pillows for those lonely nights.  I’d like mine in Olivia Wilde, please.

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Creature-themed sake.  Monstrously good!

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Neon Genesis Evangelion Gendo Ikari cookies.  Bittersweet, no doubt.

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I’m not sure, but I have a feeling Das will take all three.

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We take a break from the action.

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While walking around looking for a lunch spot, I noticed this delicious looking pizza place.  What is that they’re serving up on that woman’s back?  Rosemary, cranberries, and fontina cheese?

Tonight, we had dinner at Sushi Tokami whose young chef has been wowing locals with his inventive, sometimes brazen ways.  Like offering paper thin sliced onions as a side dish.  Or serving uni two ways, raw and cooked, in the same bite.  And ending the meal with a unique take on the traditional tamago, served brûlée style.

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Can I just say how much I love sake.  My good friend Ivon Bartok will vouch for this.  I’m not a wine guy, enjoy the rare beer, and even whisky is one (okay, maybe two) drink max.  But sake…  You know, what’s amazing?  How a mere two bottles can loosen up the storylines knotted in my head, allowing me to more effectively piece together the grand narrative puzzle I’ve designed.  As I’ve often said, I know where I’m going but, occasionally, figuring out how to get there is the challenge.  But, after last night, two big Holy Shit! character backstory elements snapped clearly into place.  But more of that in season 3.

Or, more specifically, Episodes 7 and 12.

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I love Tokyo at night.  The bright lights.  The flashing neon.  The sights.  The sounds.  Throw in the time difference, a touch of jet lag, and you have an almost surreal experience Anthony Bourdain once likened to the sensation of dropping acid.

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After wandering about for half an hour, looking for somewhere to eat, Akemi and I finally ended up at a modest little Korean restaurant.  Pictured above: Akemi stares longingly at my hot plate.

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Yatta!  Her salad has arrived!

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I ordered a hunk of beef.  First, they rendered the fat, then they seared the outside of the meat.  Every two minutes or so, a different staff member would stroll by and give it a flip.  I left the cooking to the professionals.

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And voila.  Served with two different dipping sauce – and the option to sear it up a little more for a well-done consistency.

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Wait!  Don’t go in here!  We’re going to Daikanyama instead!

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I love the Daikanyama neighborhood because, on any given day, you’re likely to encounter about a dozen dogs out and about.  Today was no different and, although we did run into another french bulldog, our trip so far has been disappointingly pug-free.

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This little guy anxiously awaiting his mom.

After lunch at one of Sushi Sawada, we decided to check out Nakana Broadway.  It was billed as a one-stop-shop for all my anime needs (as opposed to the more dispersed Akihabara neighborhood) and, while I did appreciate the four floors of fun, I still prefer Electric Town!

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Considering a career as a Mexican wrestler?  This place has you covered.

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Gigantor?

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Kinniku (Muscle) Man!

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Don’t recognize this guy from anything, but he was my favorite.  Had a sort of rock ’em sock’ em robot feel.

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Vintage astronaut?

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Robotman.  Of course.

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Wakarimasen.

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Thor?  Is that you?

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Randomness, a little help here identifying?

And then there were the oodles of creepy dolls…

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It’s like the eyes follow you.

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Following…

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Still following…

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Perfect for your haunted home.

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The otaku Holy Grail – a mural art of over a hundred anime girls!

Finally, last night was dinner at Esquisse – another old favorite.

On the home front, sis reports that the dogs are doing fine but believes she has found the root of Lulu’s infrequent vomiting and gas.  What at first we took to be the symptoms of a bad stomach is, my sister believes, is the result of her soft palate issues that cause her to breathe in water when she’s drinking.  She recommends the surgery to address the issue.  It’s something I’ll have to look into asap.

My poor gal.

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And old boy.

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