This past week has been spent rather hermet­i­cally. It’s spring break for Yale, which means New Haven is pleasant and empty (disrupted only by last weekend’s St. Patrick’s Day parade, a riotous city-wide, Guinness-fueled, verdure-clad affair, accom­pa­nied by much brawling). I’ve been working doggedly to finish Dave’s concerto, and though so far he’s been admirably patient with me, I’m setting next weekend as my personal deadline. We’ll see how that works out.

Other­wise, I’ve kept busy doing odd jobs around the record­ing studio, exper­i­ment­ing with new Thai noodle recipes, and raptly tracking the shipment of a new Macbook Pro (which seems to be taking the slow boat from Shanghai).

My friends at Cordarounds shipped me some beta pants yester­day, which I’ve been field-testing. I think they’re the best summer-weather trousers ever devised, and strongly recom­mend them to all eligible wearers (which, sadly, excludes all but the very brawni­est of women). You can read all about the science behind the wales here.

The Times adver­tis­ing supple­ment (sorry, T Design) has a feature on one of my favorite design­ers, Naoto Fukasawa. Like every­thing in the T maga­zines, it’s a little light on substance, more just an excuse for everyone to talk about how great he is. Even Dieter Rams has nothing but breath­less praise, and he’s German! Somebody should straight away get to work import­ing those +/-0 products. Other­wise, I might just have to move to Tokyo.