|Wes is short for Wesley, which
comes from my Japanese United Methodist upbringing.
Japanese and translates as "oak tree," although
I'm a terminal branch on the family tree.
I started this site in 1998 and much of the content was written around that time.
The design of the rest of the site (other than this page) is for what was the common display width at the time, 800 x 600. For comparison, the iPhone 6 has a screen resolution of
1334 × 750.
I booted up my old Mac Plus last weekend. It has a monochrome 1-bit display at 512 x 342. I'm not even sure how I typed out term papers and scripts on it when I was in college. Or how I could actually read text in Chicago.
Welcome to a Shadow
I'm retiring much of the content on my website because it's become either hopelessly outdated, boring to me, or both.
A new site—written in the form of a novel—will reappear shortly.
Wes' Famous "Eats" Section
Returning Fall 2014. Time to update a decade's worth of blather about awesome restaurants around the globe.
Living in San Jose
Spartan-Keyes Neighborhood of San Jose
I moved into the Spartan-Keyes in 2004. Spartan-Keyes is home to some of the best Vietnamese,
Salvadorian, and Mexican restaurants, pho joints, sandwich
shops, pupusarias, taquerias, and grocery stores in town.
My mother's side of the family is from San Jose, so we visited often in the 70s and 80s. My uncle was the gardener at the Japanese Friendship Garden for decades, so the koi there are probably around my age now.
On Playing Philip Glass
My latest endeavor is to learn to play the piano reduction of "The Hours" soundtrack. Like all minimalist music, the problem is mainly that I make a lot of mistakes.
The most difficult part is learning to play in three on one hand and in four with the other, which is the equivalent of rubbing your stomach and patting your head to the beat of a Sousa march.
I'm also still trying to master Glass' Saxophone Quartet, which is not horribly difficult in terms of rhythm, but the notes he's chosen are some of the orneriest on a tenor sax. 32 measurs of low C minor arpeggios...not easy.
Musicianship Driven by Teeth
In the next year or two, I'll have to abandon the saxophone entirely because my once perfect smile has not shifted into British gentry territory. I bought a french horn to practice with, and I'm guessing I can probably master it in two short decades.