Typhoon's a'comin'

Ha! Three apostrophes in what would be counted as two words on my new gig (not that anything but "typhoon" would actually be considered a word). There's been a lot to getting started on that, but I think most of it has been worked out. I'll know more in a few days. I'll keep you (all one of you, based on the comments section) posted as things evolve.

There is a typhoon coming. It should hit here later tonight sometime. In the meantime we have calm periods interspersed with heavy rain and gusty winds. Right now it's just rainy out. I don't think it'll amount to much. It's not a very strong typhoon and actual landfall is pretty far from here...even if it is supposed to then head straight for Tokyo.

I've said it before: Earthquakes terrify me. I really hate bad weather...but violent weather is cool! I've gone to the beach during hurricanes and even went for a walk during the worst blizzard in Maryland's recorded history (in Ocean City). I've been known to go for a walk when typhoons are at their closest. Believe it or not, I'm not totally reckless. I don't want to be hurt or worse. I am very careful of blowing material, etc., but there's just something about the violence of severe weather...

Tonight's probably won't be worth a walk.

Taka's gone till tomorrow night. Whoohoo! It's a running joke with Taka and I that every time she so much as stays out late, I have a wild party here and get everything back to the way it was before she returns. Her biggest kick out of that is the image that I think I can even gather enough people for a wild party (let alone convince them to come here).

Tonight, of course, there's the typhoon, the lack of party money (or more acurately, motivation), and most importantly, the fact that I have to be out of the house before 8:00 tomorrow morning. Speaking as a voice-over artist and narrator, I can say confidently that late nights and alcohol are really big no-no's on nights before early jobs (and that does seem to be age related).

Is it maturity or just age that makes a quiet night at home sound good? My last all-nighter in Roppongi was mostly spent with a headache waiting for the first train...what ever happened to the Steve of yesteryear that would have been looking for that club that specializes in the 5-9 a.m. crowd? *sigh*

Anyway, time to make dinner.