Two Years of Summer

Finally, I get a winter after three consecutive summers.

Mt Fuji, took a while back, snowcaps from an airplane.
Probably like two years ago I took this photo... for some
reason it was in my LA file. My LA file, like
LA Gear black and neon green.

So last summer I was in Los Angeles, chillin at the Colby house, working nights at that restaurant on Santa Monica Blvd and at the Institute for Intercultural Studies during the hot bicycling days (big ups to Dr. Han). Then I moved to Australia, which I'm sure you know is in the opposite hemisphere north-south ways. For some reason this creates a January mid-damnin-hot summer, I think because of the tilt of the world. Then this year, I came back up past the equator to Okinawa for a burning hot summer on a tropical island. So the last time I tasted real, good cold air was like two years ago.

It made me realize how much I love summer, but a perpetual one wouldn't be good for me. I need some sort of seasonal change; I think we all do. Isn't that why the Earth, like, turns? Yeah, change is progress, and I get really cold recently riding my moped with two jackets on, hunchbacked and notredamed, teeth chattering, but I'm actually down for it. Watttuuupp winterrr.

I'm coming home! I got a flight back to LA on the 23rd of December and will be in America until Jan 6th... I'm pretty hyped; I actually miss my country, the smooth sidewalks, Comedy Central, right-gear-shifts, all my clothes in storage, my books, two tacos for a dollar... Let me know if you're around- I'll probably be staying in Torrance, near that Benihana's. Which is good to the Wilmington skateplace you say about, Geoff. Damn, I'm about to just drive out to the Korean Bell and kiiicckk ittttt.

Words, there's a new live music class in our curriculum here, which is pretty sick, and all is ever-proceeding with Okinawa Actors School and Live City, too. I'm lucky to be able to be doing this translating, curating, teaching and filming.

Peace, see you soon.

Yeah

YEEEAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!

ATLiens Running OKInawathons

How's it going? Today is a rainy rainy day, and I was listening to this CD that my friend gave me a while ago- Outkast's ATLiens instrumentals... of course the Elevators track is sick, and my personal favorite is the instrumental for Wheelz of Steel. The following poem came on top of the best classic beat though, ATLiens, number two... (I know my poetry sucks, but if you read it while listening to the instrumental, you'll only get bored of it halfway through instead of after reading one-third) Enjoy. Or make sure you have a sofa or bed nearby to throw your computer at after you get angry at yourself for reading such garbage. But enjoy that too.

Interesting
That no I'm not from the ATL
But rather I have the power in me to yell
That I come from Los Angeles County
You get more aware of that while living in a different country

It's likely
That most, many, or some of the people who we meet
In this Japanese nation or on an Okinawan street
Have only visions of movies and television
Cultural differences and a foreign vision
Allow me to perceive how I perceive
Not through any media except my own eyes
The information that I receive
The ways that people create both laughter and drawn out sighs
It's like good roasted pork meat
Like a timelessly marinated OutKast beat
It's all quite neat
and
Interesting.

I don't know about that sighs part.. what do you think?

Aaaanyway.....

It's good to know that my absentee ballot is either in the LA County Clerk's office or just a couple miles away now. Big day tomorrow. To be honest, I feel really American right now. Letss doo this!

Later y'allestikos