Meanwhile, in Japan

About a month ago, just prior to departing for the States, I spent an evening out to bid farewell to a good friend who was leaving Japan for his next adventure. Parking space is a scarce commodity here, even in in the boondocks, so I was surprised to find that downtown, next to the . . . → Read More: parking tickets and my Ten Rules

I watched Stand by Me last night for the first time in years and it set me thinking about my own group of friends from middle school. We were exceptionally tight-knit—the kind of buddies who could (and often did) stay up all night playing card games and talking about any number of subjects that . . . → Read More: Peter Pan

It looks like I still have some work to do before . . . → Read More: preparing for Ninja Warrior

Strange how youth expresses itself, even in a buttoned-down, laced up culture, with loud noises, bright lights, wild fashions. Chartreuse Mohawks in the guise of day laborers bouncing up and down, back and forth, slightly out of sync with the pulsing bass of a song the that they would normally avoid for fear of . . . → Read More: One Night in Roppongi