Technically, this would be the eighth of my articles for the local Seouchi Times papers, but I'm skipping one for reasons. This time, I wrote about a trip to a nearby island, Ushima, that hosts local kids once a year to get them more interested…
Continue reading...I stepped off the plane in Osaka on June 9, 2004. Though I didn't know it yet, I was home. My memories of that first day are blurry. I remember buying my first bottle of "Milk Tea," syrupy sweet and delightful, at an airport kiosk.
Continue reading...My fifth column for Setouchi was about my experiences with my first photo show, as part of my Hikari Shayukai club. The photos I showed all ended up with someone word-play/punnish types of names, which I know the editor likes. He chose to run one…
Continue reading...When I was a wee lad, I was a bit of an "intellectual." This was both an affectation, in that I tried very hard to be "smart," and something that in retrospect was actually true. I was much more into thinking and learning than I…
Continue reading...As I get older, the more I find that simply learning things is perhaps my favorite hobby. Trying new things and getting better at them. Adding and polishing to the skills I use to interact with the world. To that end, I've been trying to…
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