Author Archives: Coastal Typist

It is always a bit of fun finding out which class to eat lunch with. Especially at elementary school. Each day that I am at elementary, from Wednesday to Friday, it is my job to announce and to check with our vice principal (head of school operations) as to which class I will be eatingContinue reading “lunch chooses you,”

Now before the power here at home flashes out and I am cursed to sit at table-side with candles glowing, let me tell you… On the way home from dinner, a fine meal out I was running, dashing through the fluttering snow. The snow was falling as surely and blindly as when someone surely andContinue reading “thumping,”

Hello! Post is on the way. Today’s schedule forbade no time. Because of the recent request for a new after-work, after-hours conversation classmy time was eaten up today! Stay posted for the… telling of a day in the life… And always, thanks for the reads. Post should be up today!

I have never seen anything like this. Maybe, just maybe once in a film before.Outside my workplace window the world looks like, If hell was having a bad day, or if that fiery place ever had another side, an oppositte side, the oppositte of fire, hell would look like it does outside my window now.HardContinue reading “seen more,”

So right now, like right, right now I am sitting at my desk at work. It is a stellar nine o’five a.m. Outside the winds are blowing -blowing like mad. Stark, raving mad. I think that I have become so used to the banging, pulling, hauling, streaking winds so very much that when I wakeContinue reading “a winter running land,”

As promised, I’m back.There was a whole spatula-full of fun to be had on the HAJET 2012 Snow Tour. So let’s get right to it.First, I was late. I’m always late. I’m never late. Winter has not been too kind, but continues to live up to its reputation of harsh, harsh snow. My bus toContinue reading “we went, we saw, we won”

The day is coming. To such a date I have only heard about the mystical, faraway slopes that lie near the rump of Hokkaido. For years I heard about the powder, untouched hills in waylaid mountains. Dusted snow so deep and so fresh that it calls out, resonates across wavelengths calling people to come andContinue reading “I want your board”

Here we are. Spring has come at last. Or has it? Now not to trouble any understanding of Spring but last Friday was Setsubun. The day was a celebration of a division of the seasons. Practically speaking, winter has now been set apart and soon, very soon Spring will come -after this very snowy monthContinue reading “Spring, it happens”

A couple years ago when I was in a frenzy for all things Japan (and has that ended?) I found and read-up a fine memoir of a young fellow who came abroad to Japan and studied a year at a Japanese boys’ school. The title of that work? Inside the Torii Gate: The Journal ofContinue reading “I found it,”

This weekend I found myself aboard bus again, headed for a larger town than my own. This weekend was deemed mental health day. So I rode the bus past my town limits down into Sapporo. Needing a break, and just wanting to shop. I saw a mighty good movie, too -Fright Night. A motivated-horror filmContinue reading “mental health day,”