Siliconchef by Brian Richardson

Everything’s ready. Suzan and I have packed (me for ten days, Suzan for fifteen). We have arranged for animal care (Suzan did that). We’ve taken out the trash (well, I did that). We’ve trained the squirrels how to use night-vision goggles and medium arms fire to protect the homestead while we’re away.

My wife and I are taking a real vacation. First to Radford for the Karate College seminar, then to our nation’s capital for a bit of history and souvenier spending.

All this means more miles on the Neon and a few more burnt dinosaurs. Three cheers for dead dinosaur deposits!

The best description I have heard concerning the “under God” ruling from Califorina came from Neal Boortz … “it’s a petty decision, but it’s a correct decision.”

I tend to put faith in myself … does this mean I can say “one nation under Brian” instead?

Andrew and I were having some random conversation yesterday, and the subject of evil lairs came up (I think this was spawned by a discussion of my upcoming trip to Microsoft). So Andrew pointed me to http://villainsupply.com/, which is hours of endless fun.

The disclaimer is my favorite part.

Well, the server’s back up … besides that everything is basically the same. I should have used the downtime to work on my list of “things to write one of these days”. But I didn’t. I’ve been too busy working for a living (sigh).

But the David Spade counter got incremented a few times (super).

I go on vacation starting Thursday. Karate seminars, the nation’s capital and hours of interstate auto travel with my wife will fill my days of suspended employment.

Friday, June 7, 2002. 11:30pm.
Rappungi District. Tokyo, Japan.

Let me explain why Americans don’t understand soccer, and how this concept is related to the fifty police officers running in my direction.
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Friday, June 7, 2002. 11:07pm.
Rappungi District. Tokyo, Japan.

The taxi driver was finally approaching our destination. Well, it wasn’t our original destination. I’m sure we would have already made it to the club if Mark and Hiro hadn’t changed their minds. We had started heading for a place called “Rabbit House”, but the phone call to Hiro’s assistant caused a change in our driver’s trajectory. Now we’re going to One Eyed Jack’s.

Perhaps I should bring you up to speed …
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While I’m in the process of updating my travel journal from Japan, take a look at the video carnage from my previous trip to the land of the rising sun.

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