Category Archive: Japanese culture

O-tanjoubi Omedetou + Crits for Water + Some Photos I Like

This is going to be a post full of random (but awesome random). First of all, it’s my birthday. (BALLOONS! HAPPINESS! and later, I shall have COCOA WINE sent from my LOVELY PARENTS… Continue reading

An Oldie but a Goodie: World Water Day

A Mizu Nomihodai memory… In November of 2009, as I neared the end of Mizu Nomihodai (All you can drink Water, my first charity: water campaign), I got this phone call at my… Continue reading

A Day in the Life (or: Why I haven’t been blogging)

[Scene: AUTHOR is huddled under a pile of blankets. The sun shines through her single-paned glass windows. When she breathes, the heat of her breath condenses into clouds. Yes, inside.] iPhone (Warning Alarm):… Continue reading

Stuttering Haiku

木曜日? 実は水曜。 分からない。 I think it’s Thursday. But really, it’s Wednesday. I just don’t get it. :: snaps :: こたつ上 真っ赤りんごがある。 食べるべき? On my kotatsu there is a quite red apple. Should I… Continue reading

Iki Seaport Festival Teaser

I was going to type up a whole, picture heavy blog post about this, but now I am le tired. (It’s WAY past my bedtime.) So have a teaser, and hopefully I’ll get… Continue reading

Glimpsage: Being a Teacher

…means being exposed to nasty-ass germs, whether you’re in Japan, China, or the good old US of A. Not quite sure where I got this cold (could have been from my students or… Continue reading

Back to Work!

Just like this: Except, yanno, minus the coke. Also no students with varying haircuts here. And students in Japan are currently very focused on sports. The soundtrack is maybe not as good. And… Continue reading

Island Yamakasa

Much has been made on the interwebs about the Hakata Yamakasa Festival, and understandably so–it sounds awesome. (I may have to go next year!) My lovely island, being relatively close to Fukuoka, has… Continue reading

Thank Goodness.

Six weeks of focusing on writing and critting, going to the beach, baking lots of cupcakes, and laughing with my students rather than teasing them in English. (Oh, I may do that latter… Continue reading

Love Letter to Japan

Stumbling out of a train station in the wee early hours, you stare outside and it’s pouring rain. Buckets. Cats and dogs. The works. You slump and begin to lean against the wall… Continue reading