Waddup Now Bruddahh

YOo, how is everything? My brother Ohki came and kicked it with my sister Yuki and I Aki (we two both live and work in Okinawa) this past weekend, and it was really, really nice to be back with the family siblings again. It's always kinda new after we've been apart for a while, but for sure after a while there's that feeling of chilling out with bloodrelatives that definitely comes back. We went out to eat pasta and drank coffee and Ohki got lobster-burnt at the beach... Enhancer that shit, bro (the Yuki hookups)! Here's when we ate in the tree-restaurant near the airport on Sunday night.

The food was allright but the service was shit
so I had to down hot clams and salmon so
we wouldn't miss Ohki's flight. If you're ever
in Okinawa, check out the tree-restaurant; it's on
the right when you come into the city out of the airport.
You can't miss it. I don't necessarily recommend eating
there, though. Although they had a bigscreen playing
The Making of Blue Planet, which was minimally
cool. Questionable, but cool. How about this essay-type
caption for two photos? Yeah

So, getting goodly busy these days with a different kind of work from teaching... I'm getting the chance to learn to be a cameraman for Live City! Siiick! I like cameras, and cameras are suuper dope to work with, just like the amazing people here. Yeah, reminds me of good ol Kam-Ra back home- how you iiisss homie? I'd like to thank people. Thank you, momma. Later, more to come. Peace my fleece. For Fuji.

Happy Fourth of July

Living in a foreign country, it's easy to feel detached from my home country. But just leave it up to all the Armed Forces stationed on Okinawa to bust out them barbeques and meaningless tattoos and footballs and strong come-ons to the local girls out on the beach. It's a crazy type culture out here, you meet some down people both Okinawan and American, and the interactions between all cultures is right interesting.

But I always tell people I meet- and they are always like "Oh, you're from Los Angeles, you must have like 28 bullet holes in your front door and your aunt must carry a gat"- and I'm like, damn, people really do base a lot of what they know about America on television and movies. I guess it's an obvious thing. But I always say, sure there's crazy shit going down all the time, but there are also some of the best people and great moments happening in the U.S.A. even now. Reality is reality, and there are lots of misconceptions of the reality of the U.S.

Anyway, it's good to be able to rep my country and connect back to my blood at the same time. And there's always the new experience. I'm getting a bit used to work and life here, but I don't ever want to forget all the little thangs that make it fun- like aasaa(seaweed, good in soup) getting stuck all up in my naplocks when I go for my morning dip in the ocean. Gotta make sure to wash it out though, aasaa could get mighty stank.

So America, America, America, I miss you, all the good and the bad. The people, the people. Happy Fourth! Then on to Bastille Day! I don't see nothing wrong with the French. Ou revoir, baby. Is that from a Van Damme movie? Naw, he doesn't say baby, that's hasta la vista. Who remembers that Van Damme movie set in Quebec where he says ou revoir, something? Damn, let me know if you know... anyway, laaater dudes. Chyeahh