Tokyo, here I come.

Because I am a blogger who likes to keep his readers aware of his movements, I want to let you all know that, starting tomorrow, I am off to Japan for a couple of weeks. Barring I get thrown in jail for punching a Harajuku girl, I will be back after the Thanksgiving holiday. Until then, I am trusting you to look after this blog by yourselves and to behave like adults. Don't have one of those wild 80s movie parties where someone drives a car into the swimming pool and your algebra teacher jumps out of the cake. I want to find it just as I left it.

Seriously, though, other than scheduled posts like Friday's Best Pop Song, it is unlikely that I will be posting anything new during my absence. Anything is possible, however, and, in the best of circumstances, I might at least update with some relevant photos of my trip, such as my eagerly anticipated visit to the Thunderbirds Café. But it is just as likely that, once there, I will just say "fuck it" and blow off doing any writing of any kind.

In any case, don't assume that, because you have not heard from me, it is because I have succumbed to Ebola and been reduced to a cobwebbed skeleton slumped pathetically over a keyboard. Rather, rest assured in the knowledge that I am visiting a foreign country where I am most likely bellowing in English at people who have neither the desire nor the ability to understand me about where is the Godzilla statue. See you when I get back.