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Wakayama Kayaking Trip: Successful
We beat all odds and experienced the best possible weather for our trip, right when the typhoon should have been beating us up – it was like we somehow squeezed…
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Re: Sea Kayaking Trip
Well it’s not exactly going kayaking into a typhoon, but we are going out to Wakayama and will check the conditions tomorrow morning before deciding whether to set out or…
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From the Brink of Despair…
I just scared myself real good. I thought I’d lost my wallet. The thing is, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen it, and I hadn’t used it for…
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Biwako Hot Dog (??????????)
This is a foodblogging post I have put off for a year and a half. The photos were waiting patiently to be edited on my desktop for all that time,…
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Three days – a lifetime
Visited some cousins from the states I haven’t seen in years Went out drinking with friends for the first time in months Had some damn good yakitori, too (mmm, namagimo)…
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Admitting Change
I backed down from a fight in the parking lot this morning. The funny thing is, I would have been completely morally justified in beating the shit out of this…
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Fuck a cop
So my wife came back from Thailand last night. This morning, rather. Goddamn Thai Air flight was late 90 minutes, so she missed the last hydrofoil to the island at…
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Off to Ski
Adam and T came to Sumoto tonight. We are immediately leaving on a ski trip, so we might not be reachable for a couple days… Breaking from tradition, we are…
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Fun with Sharpies
May this serve as a warning to never fall asleep in the same room that Adam and Michelle are drinking in. Amazingly enough, I had nothing to do with this.…
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Keitai Photodiary 10/24/05
Last Friday was a company holiday, so on Thursday night we had an enkai (drink-up) for the new guy at work. We went to a smoky yakiniku joint which was…
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A nice Sunday
Yesterday Nam and I set out in the morning for a day in Osaka. My little brother has been studying capoeira with a group that practices in Shinsaibashi, and they…
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Osaka Stories (Part 2 of ???)
It is three in the morning, and the port of Osaka is alive with the sound of street races. The crowd is sparse for a Saturday night, perhaps because of…
