Komban wa!

I'm sitting at the Admiral's Club at the Narita Tokyo Airport as I write this, still relatively OK after the seven hour flight from Singapore. Anyone want to start a betting pool on how coherent I'll be after another eleven hours to DFW?

I was going to do a major blog entry yesterday, but my flight was unceremoniously cancelled due to bad weather in Japan. You'd think that ex-worshippers of Amaterasu would get more sunshine than others, but it turns out they have rain here too.

One of the final tipping points that made me start a blog was the urge not to let so many of the million moments I live out everyday - and then forget - go away. (Cue a dying, but still HOT!, Rutger Hauer in Blade Runner - "Like tears...in...rain. ). An interesting thing that I'm learning about myself is that, like so many other things, I have to be in the mood to blog. How the day went plays a huge part of it - if I'd tried yesterday, holed up in my hotel room and staring out at the worst! pollution! in! Singapore! since! 1997!, I probably would have pulled a Shining - and remember, Jack didn't have copy/paste at the Overlook hotel, so mine would have REALLY bad.

But life goes on.

Over the next couple of days, while I battle jet lag (ugh) and getting back into "normal" work, I want to systemitize and synthesize what I've seen and done over the past two weeks. Then who knows? Maybe it will continue past that point. Maybe not. But we'll always have Singapore.