Well the summer is finally drawing to an end and along with it goes my blogging drought or is it draught (or is that just for beer?)...Wow I am confused. I think that for all practical reasons I will say, "dry spell".
Firstly I can only hope that I still have a few people that will look my way and see that I am still alive and that damn it, my musings aren't that difficult to stomach. But in order to get those few I had better get to the musings.
So yeah, Mikey came to visit. It was awesome; truly Michael, thanks. It was not only nice to get to see a dear friend that I haven't seen in two years, but it was also great because it gave me another chance to see Japan through a new set of eyes. I kept trying to think of ways that I could show him something completely new and unreal. But then again it is Mikey, the lease likely to be blown away by something. I wonder what it is that goes on in that head of yours...One hell of an imagination I would gather. Anyway, new eyes, rebirth of enjoyment and all that good stuff and then I get laid up with stomach issues for a few days and am kind of limited a little bit to the house...But Mikey was a trooper and made the most of it.
It just dawned on me that I don't need to recap his whole trip; if you would like further details then please talk to the man hisself. He told me that he enjoyed it and he also smiled a lot, which made me happier then any amount of free sho-chu. I love ya mikey and I hope that you are able to make it over again.
To the rest of you...I am still here and I will be for a while. I have access to rooms for free and futons a plenty. Food and entertainment can be arranged.
So school starts soon and I am pretty excited about it. My classes this semester are the a-typical Level A, B, High-Level, etc.; however I have managed to throw in some other interesting little tidbits such as "American History: The Great Depression", "American T.V. Show" (show to be decided), and "Humorous Reading: American Comics"...yeah I am going to have a class about reading and interpreting old Calvin & Hobbes, Fox Trot, Far Side, and Get Fuzzy. Things are looking up. The best thing for me will be that with school resuming I do believe that my relationship with my little lady will improve...lately it's been a little tough. I'm a bit of a baby when it comes to having nothing to do and no one to hang out with. So let's all say a prayer for Noriko and hope that her patience lasts another couple weeks. She's a good girl...it's just that no work and T.V. makes Danny a little clingy.
What else to talk about...I like darts. Yup that's right, I like the bloated old Irish/Englishman's game; and I'm not too bad either. Going to get better...or so I hope. Kind of a hobby for me; but then again rugby season is soon approaching. Yeah! This year should promise to be a good one for ole Danny boy. I have really been looking forward to the new challenge. This year should see a lot more action for the big guy. I hope to be on the scoring end of many a balls. I know that most of my reading audience doesn't really know all that much about the sport, but you don't have to worry, neither does the author. However I do know that I, a prop, work within a scrum and that my main objective is to run straight when given a ball and that I am also to respond quickly to any type of maul or ruck (the aforementioned occur when a runner is tackled; mauls form when the runner is still on his feet and his teammates form around him to get the ball out as well as gain yards, whereas a ruck occurs when the runner is on the ground and the ball is presented, ruckers are there to keep the other side from jumping over and taking the ball. Hope that helps a little...it did wonders for me, thanks). Should be good stuff. I will try and keep you all in the loop with results and anything else that I can pass on.
Let's try and keep out relationship going baby; I mean I promise to write more often if you only come over and check me out e'ery once'n a while. I treat you right momma.
And now, on a more serious note, I leave you with the words of Bill Maher. Comedy with purpose has recently been shining into my neck of the woods and I have to take my hat off to Al Franken; wow, never have I heard such an honest (and well documented) argument for any side in politics. I know that he puts a bad taste in many folks mouth, but the least you could do is go to the library and rent his book on tape. You will still get a laugh or two...at least out of the introduction.
And now, on a more serious note, I leave you with the words of Bill Maher:
"Mr. President, this job can't be fun for you any more.
There's no more money to spend--you used up all of
that. You can't start another war because you used up
the army. And now, darn the luck, the rest of your
term has become the Bush family nightmare: helping
poor people. Listen to your Mom. The cupboard's
bare, the credit cards maxed out. No one's speaking
to you. Mission accomplished.
Now it's time to do what you've always done best: lose
interest and walk away. Like you did with your
military service and the oil company and the baseball
team. It's time. Time to move on and try the next
fantasy job. How about cowboy or space man? Now I
know what you're saying: there's so many other things
that you as President could involve yourself in.
Please don't. I know, I know. There's a lot left to
do. There's a war with Venezuela. Eliminating the
sales tax on yachts. Turning the space program over
to the church. And Social Security to Fannie Mae.
Giving embryos the vote.
But, Sir, none of that is going to happen now. Why?
Because you govern like Billy Joel drives. You've
performed so poorly I'm surprised that you haven't
given yourself a medal. You're a catastrophe that
walks like a man. Herbert Hoover was a shitty
president, but even he never conceded an entire city
to rising water and snakes.
On your watch, we've lost almost all of our allies,
the surplus, four airliners, two trade centers, a
piece of the Pentagon and the City of New Orleans.
Maybe you're just not lucky. I'm not saying you don't
love this country. I'm just wondering how much worse
it could be if you were on the other side.
So, yes, God does speak to you. What he is saying is:
'Take a hint.'"
think about it
