On my way into the ward office this muggy morning—I figured I should post a short item, as I may be out of touch for a few days–the CD Jenny made me played Howard Jones’ “No One Ever Is to Blame,” which he means sarcastically, but, honestly, I’ve always taken fairly directly.
When I was in […]
I am sitting here at the ward office with Paul Simon in both ears thoroughly enjoying the e-mails from everyone. Thanks so much for everyone who keeps up with me, even though I don’t get around to returning e-mails for a bit sometimes. I still appreciate them . . . you know, in the way […]
Jenny has been nice enough to add a poetry gallery to this blog for me. So, look for new writings from Japan. I am getting quite prolific here, darlings.
Buddha bless them. Usually it is like walking into the stinky sauna room at the YMCA in here: moist men and unhappy vinyl stickiness. But, they have invested in some air technology, probably because of all the computers humming away. It is delicious to come in here and it be cooler than the balmy night […]
It occurred to me recently that, while I have done a massive load of bitching and complaining, I haven’t really EXPLAINED much about my life here, my job, my living situation.
Yesterday, my lovely roommate used a big ol’ can of wasp spray (which we knew was wasp spray by the pics of bugs on the […]