So, I've succumbed to my inner geek. I just finished William Gibson's Pattern Recognition, my first venture into the world of cyberpunk, which I really enjoyed. Here's the weird thing: the protagonist, Cayce Pollard, a coolhunter [with an allergy to brands] searching for the source of mysterious film footage on the Web, spends a great deal of the book in the Park Hyatt Hotel in Tokyo. That's the setting of Lost in Translation and the home of the pool pictured below.
So what does this convergence mean? Umm, nothing. According to Cayce's father, I've fallen victim to "the spontaneous perception of connections and meaningfulness in unrelated things."
I get that a lot.
I have a feeling there's more apophenia TK. Hold tight.
