scary dream

I was curled up on the bed fetal, wrapped in a comforter, watching the tv at the foot of the bed. Kaoru (IT admin/ops) was sitting in the comfy chair to the right of the bed watching tv, too. Then this REALLY scary dude's face came on the tv. Next thing ya know we're standing there talking to the landlady (Kaoru was renting the house I guess) who's in the doorway to the room, and them from above her left shoulder the scary dude's face just appears. Kaoru and I look at each other and just BOLT. How we got out of the room I dunno, because the landlady/scary dude was in the doorway, but next thing ya know we're jamming out of the house across the front lawn, and the scary dude is like floating through the front door, across the porch, and through the porch screen door.
Scary dude: tall, shortish blonde hair, smooth white skin, large eyes, body in shadows, face lit from below.
Woke up seriously freaked. It was about 4am and my throat was really dry so I got some water and then went back to sleep.


I like spoonerisms, ever since I heard one when I was a wee child: peas and carrots, keys and parrots.
We had printer problems yesterday and so they replaced it with a fake bricks printer...uh I mean break fix.


Niina-gosoke ran practice again last night, because Ando-sensei had to back to his home town; seems his father is sick with cancer.
Past couple of days since the typhoon cleared out have been wonderful weather; warm and sunny and windy and really low humidity. Such a difference to not be drenched in sweat.
Niina-gosoke has me going full-bore translating the various iai pages as well as the Hoshoryu Saijutsu page because sai will start next month. He asked if I will start sai, and I think I managed to politely decline by saying I still have a long way to go mastering the sword, let alone starting up a different weapon.


Gotta love the day after a typhoon. Clear blue sky, low humidity, strong breeze, and Tokyo air that's actually breathable for once. Staring out the window at work to see majestic Mount Fuji rising into the cloudless sky, and realize it's payday! Ah the small joys of life.


James Randi is the ultimate skeptic. I remember him debunking psychis on That's Incredible! when I was in elementary school. He still offers the Million Dollar Challenge: "we offer a one-million-dollar prize to anyone who can show, under proper observing conditions, evidence of any paranormal, supernatural, or occult power or event." He should come to Thanksgiving at my parent's house...

typhoons suck

#13 is crawling its way over Tokyo, dumping rain in an attempt to look like recently flooded Europe or something. Umbrellas are great for keep the upper body dry, but from the knees down I got soaked. Kinda unpleasant, but at least my ass-kickin' cowboy boots have proven their worth once again. I love Wyoming.
Keiran made me a cool card for my birthday:RenBday.jpg
And Ericka put up some photos from Jeff & Kevin's Big Beefy Birthday back all those weeks ago.

tools that think

Jeff and Ericka hosted another meatfest BBQ at their place, starring a couple of giant slabs of pork. This time was special, though, because I handed over the tools. They are now the Keepers of the BBQ Tools. May the lord be merciful.
And here comes typhoon number 13...