Alarming bits of language float around in a juku with an emphasis on English classes. Sitting on the manager’s desk today was a small piece of white paper on which someone had written “I have no regrets in life.” When I passed by again later, someone else had added a Japanese translation with some notes about the use of “in.”
People keep alerting me, in my official capacity as an American, to Michael Jackson’s death. I’m not sure what reaction I’m supposed to have. Should I moonwalk?
My life is already amply supplied with irritating things, so I don’t know why I spilled a glass of water on my laptop this morning. It just seems very unnecessary of me.( Read the rest of this entry » )