There is a certain student that attends my institution of higher learning who stands out. The reason for this is he has what I have come to call “Hot Japanese Hair.” I happen to know that this student is, in fact, a native of Japan, and his awesome, colorful, gravity-defying Mohawk-like do’ is something only a Japanese guy could pull off. I saw him quite often last semester and have seen him this semester as well. There appears to be a certain wall that will crumble if he does not support it, and so he sits there and I pass by on my way to class. Hot Japanese Hair can brighten any day, if but for a moment J.

Today I froze my tushie off whilst valet parking. Being a native of the state affectionately known as “The Plywood State” (haha) I do not own a heavy, lined winter coat. I do have a long trench coat, and I was bundled up as best as I could. Unfortunately, the wind doesn’t care if you’re wearing a trench coat. To make matters worse, we were supposed to park the cars at the Albertson’s located down the hill and through a busy intersection. After parking 3 cars in that remote area, we gave up and used a strip-mall parking lot which was right across the street from our location. (I’m not sure why the PTB didn’t think of that) This meant we didn’t have to take a 3 minute walk, but we did have to play Frogger across a 6-lane divided road. Fortunately for us traffic wasn’t bad.