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March 14, 2004

Yawns and Yakisoba

I guess the silver lining in not blogging for a week is that you get to cram a couple of unrelated events together to make an confusing headline.

Lots of people are down with something lately, mostly severe chest colds and flu. Working with teachers who spend their days in the hotzone with all those kids, I might be seeing the worst of it. So far, I've stayed unscathed since my Chess-Game-with-Death last December except for the strangeness of this week. After a restless Tuesday night, I spent all of Wednesday sleeping and aching. Couldn't stay awake for more than an hour and had to cancel my 4pm class. Same thing Thursday. I finally snapped out of it somewhat and dragged myself to a meeting Friday and now I'm OK. Maybe Mr. Body is trying to tell me something.

I haven't mentioned this before, but we have a guest in the house for this month and next. Ryuki, an intern at High Tech High (and Alex's Japanese teacher) will be with us until late April. He's a quiet guy who just turned 24. We set him up with our old G4 Cube all tricked out with Mt Fuji screensavers and Japanese news pages bookmarked and he's been using MSN Messenger to chat with his parents. He's a polite and eager consumer of everything we put in front of him except milk. I remember being much more picky about what I'd eat in Africa when I was his age.

Saturday Ryuki went out and rented a car for himself. The first thing he did with his new freedom was to dash up to one of the Japanese markets in Claremont Mesa and return with the ingredients for yakisoba... one of my favorites, and miso soup. He had it all on the table within minutes. Tasty!