I just love writing that. Chris, sorry to hear about your internet fun being curtailed. Dad, sorry to hear about the snow, I guess, but I love snow so I don't feel that sorry. Go make a snow angel.
Mom, my voice may not be on that site much longer. That was a really impromptu off the cuff thing, and it's getting a bit more focused now. I think it's going in all the wrong directions, but I've said as much several times now and the young guy who has hijacked the project doesn't seem to be listening, so I'm thinking now I'll just play the good freelancer and take my paychecks until the whole thing goes belly up. Naw, I'll push it once or twice more, I guess.
Not a whole lot going on here. Was amazed by the Power Yoga revelations, and the photo of Andrew on his very own Journey to Power. When I was in the UAE, Chris didn't share that book with me, or tell me anything that was going to 'change my life.' But looking back now I recall that, although Chris was still swaybacked and splayfooted, arranging his tummy fussily on his knees when he sat down to breathe heavily with that strange fluting sound he makes, that there was something, I don't know, different about him. I said as much to Keiko, and she agreed. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Keiko, have you noticed anything, well, different about Chrissums?
Keiko: You mean his Aura of Power?
Me: Well, I hadn't thought of it in precisely that way, but yes, I think that is what I mean.
Keiko: Yes, he is very round, and his thighs protest audibly when he walks, but...
Me: But despite that, there's something almost...
Keiko: Oceanic?
Matt: Mmmm, not graceful, but almost gracelike.
Keiko: Yes, I have seen it too. He is heavy in a light way.
Matt: It's as if he'd been on some sort of unfathomable Journey.
Keiko: Isn't everyone?
Matt: Well, yes, but not everyone is on A Journey To Power!
Keiko: Wow, when you spoke those words the air around you shimmered through the manifold hues of the double rainbow of Mahasthamaprapta.
Matt: Hold me. I'm frightened.
Keiko: Whatever.
Anyway, it was something like that. I think. Maybe not. Mmmm, shawarmas.
Somebody needs to come to Japan. Who will it be?
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When is the height of the color change in Hiroshima?
Absolutely loved the dialogue, but poor Keiko having words put in her mouth for posterity.
Everyone needs to prepare themselves for my blog on my new 'Zaza' costume. Fortify with whatever fotifies you before readidng.
Keiko mentioned the same thing. She doesn't remember the conversation giong that way at all, actually. Color change in Hiroshima hits its peak sometime in November, though early or late November varies from year to year. The city itself isn't all that spectacular, but Miyajima and some of the leafier shrines and gardens are amazing.
Actually Chris is oddly secretive about many of his superpowers. The things he can do with ductape, cheerios and a bolt of lightning will make you believe in the greatness that humans can achieve.
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