I’ve been listening to comedy albums on my iPod during my daily commute recently. I arrive at the office in a much better mood, and I end up getting more space on the train than I normally would.

Since its considered rude to laugh out loud so I try to suppress it, and everyone stays away from the scary gaijin giggling to himself in the corner.

Bill Hicks is a riot!!

I cook once a year, on Ami’s birthday. Last night was Italian.

Actually, I enjoy cooking. It’s artistic and practical at the same time and has a complexity and variability to it that is very much like music. Everyone has their own unique style and whether the starting point is a recipe or sheet music, no two people will produce exactly the same result.

I barely have time for my music these days. If I started cooking, I would not have time for the rest of my life. Ah, another 364 days and I’ll be in the kitchen again.