On Saturday night I was sitting downtown at Dragonfish when a friend abruptly jumped out of his chair. He ran over to where I was sitting, grabbed me by the cuff of my shirt, threw me out of my chair and punched me in the neck.

"WHERE ARE THE ALL THE PHOTOS YOU TOOK IN TOKYO, JERKFACE," he screamed. "ALL YOU DO ON YOUR BLOG IS DRONE ON AND ON ABOUT RASHEED WALLACE, ADULT SWIM AND ALL YOUR LAME PERSONAL ANECDOTES! 'SHED ISN'T EVEN ON THE BLAZERS ANYMORE! I WANNA SEE SOME PICTURES OF A BUNCHA KOOKY CRAP!"

PPD came and he spent the night in a drunk tank*. After a trip to OHSU, I immediately went home and got to work on this, Welcome to Blog's 52nd feature, the first installment of a series I'm calling "It Came From Over There."

Rather than roll through a dull travelogue, I've decided to break up the pictures by topic. The first one covers modern art. Sounds boring, sure, but just wait until you get a look at the poop monsters. Oh, this thing? Not a poop monster. At least I don't think it's supposed to be a poop monster.

I'm hoping to squeeze out one installment week until I run out of Tokyo material or fall down. Next week's topic: sex and drugs.

* No, none of that actually happened. Just roll with, OK? It makes for a more interesting post.