Archive for July, 2005

The final stretch

I’ve now officially entered my last year on the JET programme. It time to think about what I want to do after my stay here is finished. Will I stay in Japan? Will I seek out further education? Will I do something different altogether? Will I juggle 10 flaming babies while reciting Beowulf in Old English ? We’ll have to see.

Summer is now here in full blast. I love it when it’s 33 and 80% humidity. It really makes a person glow. Glow like a stick of plutonium. The weird thing about all this is that my supervisor is always worried about me in the winter when I am walking around with shorts and a tshirt on, but never seems to be be concerned when I walk into the office drenched in sweat, pleading for my life during a sweltering August afternoon. I think Robert Frost had it wrong. I’d prefer to perish in Ice. At least I’d go numb before I died. He said he’d take Ice as he second option. I think he’s a tool.

I’ve got quite the August planned. On the weekend of August 12th, I’m heading down to Tokyo to climb Mt.Fuji, go see a Star Wars art exhibit, and watch a Duran Duran concert. Yes, they have finally rescheduled. Many bothans died to bring me that concert information.

Finally, I am writing the 7th level Kanji exam on August 22nd. There are 8 levels and I passed level 8 last year. My goal is level 1; however, a vast knowledge of over 6000 kanji will take a while to memorize. So if you planned to use me as a walking, talking Kanji dictionary, you’re SOL for a little while.

Japanese Poster of the Week #6



Senmaya Matsuri
Originally uploaded byjasohill.

This poster is very special for me this year. It’s the poster for the Senmaya Natsu Matsuri(Summer Festival). This year is the last time I will be involved with this festival. It will be my third and final year. Last year, I played the taiko drums. This year, I will be dancing. If you happen to be in Northern Japan on July 30th, please come on down and check it out.

It’s longer than you think.

In eight days I will have been in Japan for two full years. The very thought of that previous sentence sends chills up my spine. It feels more like six months than six years, although I admit that I’ve experienced a great deal in that time. In fact, I don’t even feel like the same person who got on that plane back in Edmonton. My wants and needs have changed. My very essence is not what it used to be. You could almost say that I run on a different clock now. I breathe a different kind of air. Now, with one final year remaining, I have to decide where my new desires will take me. The problem is quite complex. There are many endless possibilities, and I have to choose but one.

Attack birds off the port bow.


The french fry is the goal
Originally uploaded by jasohill.

Took a trip to Oshima Island on the weekend. Had a run-in with some bad seagulls. They liked to dive bomb. Shrimp sticks were enough to fend them off. They got close enough to peck your nose off.