...and I have. Sorry for not posting in a while. I don't think that it's because I don't care or anything, but more because I feel as though Mike Pape at http://epth.blogspot.com does a good job for all of us slackers. Life is good, I am happy, and I am enjoying myself. I miss everyone, but I don't at the same time (I mean, if I did nothing but miss you all I would be a sorry bit of a man at this time). But I do love you all and hope that life is going well for everyone. I would like to throw out a congratulations to the newlyweds. Sorry mom, Marcus Choppa's ass now belongs to someone else...I don't know if you knew this or not Marcus, but my mom thought that you were the Cat's pyjamas (or the bee's knees if you prefer) back in high school...you know, hot and stuff. But anyway, congrats. I hope that life brings you all of the joys you can dream of.
So I shall keep posting pictures when I can/want to and I will post a few more times than I have been recently. But really though, I don't have too much to say. Sorry about that one. Oh yeah and the scavenger hunt...we'll see how that one turns out.
I love you all and take care.
6.13.2005
Japan v. Ireland
Well this weekend I went to a rugby match between Japan and Ireland. Ireland beat the pants of Japanese. It was a good to be able to watch such a top level match (as both teams were National Representatives...i.e. the best from both countries...although a lot of Irish are now in New Zealand playing for the Lions...but then again most of you don't care, so I will stop. it was a good game and a good day.
The kindest man in all of Kansai
If it isn't a few hundred yen or a free beer than it's a sandwich and a smile. Or maybe all of these things. Either way you know that if you are around this person you are going to be taken care of all day. And this day was no exception. He packed the cooler with fine blu cheese, crackers, Kirin, sandwiches, and whatever else you could think of...whereas I had a hard time remembering my sunglasses.
Good on ya Scotty.
Good on ya Scotty.
Jr. Heckler
Ahhh, little Dylan. He learned a lot about sports on this day. Mostly that if the stadium isn't packed there is a good chance that you can yell just about anything and be heard. He also learned (with some help from a more advanced, and serious, heckler) some key phrases. It was truly a learning experience.
See ya Skipper
This man has not only been a great coach but also a great inspiration. But now he's left us all. Bastard. Ha! Honestly though, he has gone back to his native land of New Zealand (probably on to bigger and better things). Good luck to ya Millsy! You will be missed.
costcutter
so yeah, I'm an idiot and let some other idiot cut my hair...oh well. It was fun for the day and one hell of a way to say good-bye to a friend that I will surely miss. I'm sure that he won't forget this face to easily...and "no" mom, I was NOT drinking.
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