I’m writing this after having left Guam. I’m slightly saddened and I miss my friends. But, I must move on. I must remember my time spent there, at the LeoPalace, with fond memories and earnest tribute. So, I will write this posthumous. I’m not dead, but a part of me stayed behind on those tropic
(Guam-Osaka-Okinawa) This was a big day for me. Big. On my first international flight/exchange, I flew with my best buddy. We were able to navigate international barriers and travel together. There was no real stress and I enjoyed several beers both before and during our flights. I drank wine too, because it was free. But
Thoughts on a plane (Part 2, Houston to Japan) About four months back, when I made a way home to Washington, I churned out a solid rant of thought and observation (Thoughts on a Plane–First post written). I did this on a three hour flight, after I got a little saucy in the airport bar.
Prompts While at the beach you decide to write a message in a bottle. What would it say? Who would you like to find it? Why am I alone on this beach? That’s what need to be discussed first. Before anything else can be considered, and I can reach out via glass bottle transmission, I
We’re going to Vegas for a bachelor party… It will be Halloween weekend and 25 of the closest of pals will be there together—ready to light something or someone on fire. Gambling, liquor, fist pumping, and Celine Dion live. All of it. If you are a male above the age of 21 and that scenario