The Reinan Car Rally
Alright, so rather than writing every day it's looking like every...err, couple of weeks or so.
At any rate the car rally went very well, and a good time was had by all - although Doug was a wee bit irritated by the points mixup, I do believe the beer I gave him mollified his anger a bit.
I'll put up pictures as soon as I get them digitized. Our team came in second, which was a surprise to all of us I think. I credit Matt's driving skills and ability to eat...everything, actually; Heather's eagle vision, untainted by the foul mark of years of videogaming; Karl's desire to actually win, keep progressing in the direction of the goal, etc; and Pete's willingness to completely soak himself in freezing cold water repeatedly. However in the end we won because of my absolutely amazing egg-device, which will soon be studied by NASA for tips on keeping astronauts safe. Provided they're willing to wear lots of duct tape, anyway.
The organizers did a great job, and our team of misfit bums totally thanked them by running off during the cleanup operation. We're asses. For real.
Sunday, April 8, 2007
I live in Japan.
This isn't new. I've been here for three years. In that time I've started...oh, I'd guess four different blogs as an attempt to get back into the habit of writing daily. Will this one work? I'm not optimistic.
But I will try, so let's leading off with a 'how the hell are you' post to remind those of you who know me that I do indeed still live.
I still teach English at Shimin Junior High and Michimori Senior High in Fukui-shi, Fukui-ken, Japan, Land of Make Believe. I vary from many in that I actually like the job, actually like Japan, and am a bit ambivalent about coming home.
I'm married to a nice lady at the moment. Things are interesting. I won't be talking about this aspect of my life because...because.
While in Japan I have enjoyed a lot of Japanese things and hated a lot of Japanese things. I've met people and made friends. I've had a lot to drink and eaten things...well, they aren't standard fare back home in Kentucky. I've forgotten birthdays, missed weddings, and generally been a horrible friend because I live in Japan and it's like being the boy in the bubble. In a theoretical sense I know America still exists, but it doesn't occur to me to really ponder it longer than a few minutes at a time.
I promise from here on out I'll try something more specific.