Big John's Blog

The events of the last few days and what is to transpire in the next few weeks has got me to thinking . . . What have I done to deserve what I have? I dont mean this in any negative sence. I just think it is important to take stock of what I have and evalute my direction accordingly. I live this awesome existance; which allows me to live in Japan and meet all kinds of interesting folks from every corner of the world, go on extended trips to exotic and tropical places, to have so many awesome friends and family members who care deeply about me and will support me at the drop of a hat, have a job that I care about doing something that I believe in meaningful in a way that is positive for the world in the long term, and have the ability to do whatever I want whenever I decide to leave here.

I struggle sometimes to find that intrinsic motivation to take life by the balls and really excel. I guess I'm searching for that all the time. I think therein lies the source of almost all of my frustration in life. And, aint that great? The only barriers that exist for me are put in place by me. No one is out there trying to stop me from what it is that I need to do.

I guess I just wanted to take a minute to

1. Appreciate all around me and
2. Let everyone know that I am eternally grateful to all of you who have ever put in a day for me.

PEACE AND LOVE TO ALL

I believe I can fly ...

... is what I was thinking as I went sailing over my handlebars this morning on my way to work. I was trying to get to work on time for the morning meeting, of which I cant understand anything past when they say what day it is. Gotta keep up appearances.

So I was flying down Dead Man's Slope (newly named) and hit the turn one block from the school. Was going a wee bit too fast and hit the breaks. Maybe I was too generous with the front breaks cause before I new it, I was looking up at the pretty clouds. I know I was upside down because all the change fell out of my pockets. As if falling on my ass wasnt bad enough I had to pick up all my change (like 15 coins) with one functioning thumb which took at least a minute. Precious minute.

So I regain my composure and look up and what do I see? --
An old granny laughing at me.

I shook my fist at her and limped back to the bike and peddled my way to school. No one saw me but I told everyone about it. The students thought it was pretty funny and usually the Japanese get a kick out of my misery.

Just a scrape and bruise. Glad my pants were no worse for the wear (than they were already) so I guess no great harm, no foul.

Fuck! I broke my camera. I blame chu hi! Its sooo tasty and tempting. Dammit!

Here are a few sumo pics. I will regail you with tales of what happened at sumo soon.