Homecoming

Wow, did I totally let an entire month go by without writing? Shame on me!!! I thought about writing here- but nothing came to me. I spent most of November in Japan, and you know what? I wasn't funny in Japan. Not for an instant.

If I learned something about myself, it's that I need to be funny to write. A solid sense of humor is imperative to my writing, or just to my being in general. Japan zapped it from me. It was the hoards of people moving toward me, the obedient lines formed at the cash registers, the dominant voice recording of a probably pretty girl, in the otherwise silent trains.

In a country void of trash cans, I ask: How are you so clean?

It's all a haze to me, these past two months. New York, Tokyo, Kyoto, Osaka, back to NYC, and now here, in Cupertino, CA. FOREVER. Between the mountains, there's a blue sky and a blinding sun. I have not stayed here for longer than 10 days in over 10 years. Many things have changed, I have changed. Just a little.

But here, I can be funny. I promise.


A major chain bookstore in Japan. Yes, that says Hard-Off.