The first installment of the Pipes at Work series.
This giant crane buzzed past and scared the hell out of me…
I have been working until 10 every night for some weeks now, but I am not too tired too remember what snapped my mind from a very similar situation two years ago.
My feelings regarding that day and the attack on my country are very important to me. They lie at my very core…
I’m actually supposed to wear this on my uniform’s lapel the whole month. Screw that!
Natchan and Adam.
This fire matsuri in Sumoto was short and to the point. A small hill was burned, then everyone went home. I think we have seen most of the matsuris held in/around Sumoto now.
A nice cold can of coffee at lunch makes me feel like a real salaryman.
As you can see, I have devoted what little time I could spare into redesigning this weblog instead of posting… I’m far finished from tweaking, but it’s starting to look a bit more like home. The moblog column on the right has me excited, and now it’s a matter of tying into the service that will enable updates from my cellphone. All credit will be given due when I’ve figured out what exactly I will use from where…