So I'm going a little nuts now. I have two jobs to decide between and it is going to be a hard decision. Decided between colleges or career paths or anything major and life changing has always been a tough thing for me. I'm completely torn and I have to make my decision by tomorrow.

On a positive note I just played a nice concert with my jazz band, the Chabot College Night band. I play bass bone with those guys and we have a tone of fun. It was an outdoor concert, with a brisk wind, so the page turns were interesting, to say the least. But we put on a good show.

I played with that band back in the early ninety's and had lots of fun. We even went to Japan. It's only a slight exaggeration to compare the experience of someone who's 6'8'' in Japan with Gulliver's travels.

There's a weird sort of perceptual shift that occured when I visited Japan. It's hard to describe, it was like they became more familiar somehow. Now, I know in theory that just about every group of people has the best that humanity has to offer and every group has it's knuckleheads, but I just haven't met any Japanese knuckleheads. My friend Akira says that there are, and I believe him, perhaps it's just statistics of small numbers that I don't have a more rounded view. It's as though there was a subtle, but profound shift in the amount of benefit of the doubt that I subconsciously give to the Japanese, mainly as a result of this trip.

I would love to go back someday.