O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A small apartment for a stage, language teachers to act
And Japanese wives to behold the swelling scene!
Then should the nerdlike Martin, like himself,
Assume the port of Jack Black; and at his heels,
Leash’d in like hounds, should computer games, melon soda and Tonkotsu raamen
Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all,
The flat unraised spirits that have dared
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So mediocre an object: can this cockpit hold
The vasty megalopolis of Tokyo? or may we cram
Within this demon possessed box the very flat caps and 80s-esque hair
That did affright the air near Machida?
Admit me Chorus to this history;
Who prologue-like your humble patience pray,
Gently to hear, kindly to judge, my blog.
And that is my Shakespere intro ever so cleverly changed in a vainglorious display to make you think that I am smarter than I actually am. Let me tell you what this blog is and is not:
Is it about Japan? Yes and no. Japan is only the stage, and of course from time to time I will need to explain it to explain my part in it. I usually only go into explanations when its something not normally covered. I speak of Japan as I would speak of South Carolina or California if I were still living there.
Is it about gaming? Sometimes. Games are a big part of my life. It is how I communicate and meet new people since the 80s. It is also my experience that gamers (not the video kind) are some of the most intelligent, kindest and accepting people on the planet… With an occasional superfreak thrown into the mix.
What it is about is my life, work and what I do for fun. I might throw in a thought or two if I am feeling philosophical. At the end of the day, its just me talking… venting… living…
What it is not about is the whole, stranger in a strange land angle, or “look at me! I am in Japan! Wheeeee!” type blog. I am no author, and my skills at writing are pathetic. I have no delusions on how popular this blog will be, nor do I think it would stand out in comparison to the hundreds of blogs (daily) about said subject. I live in Japan. It’s my home. No point in writing it like a junior anthropologist, studying the parochial natives.
This is a continuation to my first, failed blog attempt: Ribbons of Shame; Alpha