If you're reading this, the odds are extraordinarily high that you don't walk around carrying business cards. That's because they're a lost art where English is the primary language.
On the other hand, the tradition is alive and well in Japan.
I grew up in the wonderful state of New Jersey. It is a source of great pride for me, but for reasons I’ll never truly understand, my source of pride seems to be an international embarrassment for most people.
Mocked as the “Armpit of America” by many Americans, the views of foreigners about the State of
The rail system in Tokyo is so reliable you wonder how New Yorkers ever function with the disaster that's the MTA. I've never had to wait more than 10 minutes for a subway, regardless of the time of day or day of the week. There's certainty because a display tells you when the next train
I am starting my new life in Tokyo, where new challenges await. I'm really excited, but the move still feels quite surreal. I don't think reality has quite sunk in.
Twenty-one years, 3 months and 10 days passed between my residency in Japan. That's a long time. I haven't felt nostalgic yet, but I've started to
My Southern friend occasionally forwards me "You know you're a Southerner if..." e-mails. For me, many of these are list of aspirations, things I wish and hope to one day become.
My trip to Tennessee was partly to discover whether I'm cut out to be a Dixie, wearing shirts with confederate flags, speaking with a
I have gone through five years of grammar school, three years of middle school, four years of high school, four years of college, three years of law school and nearly two years of work experience. I have stayed consistently in one side of the political spectrum. I studied
It's been about three months since I moved to an apartment in New York City, but I haven't shared my NYC address with too many people. Bank statements and bills related to my NYC life comes to my apartment, but I haven't changed my mailing address save for Sports Illustrated, my reading during commute. (I
I received this week's issue of Sports Illustrated yesterday. I read SI on my commute, always in the same order: the back page column, the front page photos, and then the "Players" section, which is increasingly becoming my favorite after the departure of columnist Rick Reilly.