Salutations, from Okinawa. Though it's a little brisk for this time of year I, Atobe, am not disappointed. I'm just glad to be away from still chilly New England, and to finally spend some more time with my family. The only disappointment is the timing; I missed the Traditional Latin Mass by the SSPX Asia, which operates on a tight schedule, by a month. Mustn't complain; my chauffeur drives me to the Mass of the Ages every Lord's Day (if you were wondering why you never spy me, the ever-pious Atobe, in Assumption's own discount ski lodge chapel). Leslie is not quite so lucky, but he called me up a few evenings ago, quite happy to report that he'll get to attend the Saturday afternoon Mass in Holy Innocents again soon; his class sometimes plans trips to New York City for those who lack the means to get there themselves--oh, how does the other half live!

Hope you're enjoying your vacation as much as I am mine. I know, I know, you probably miss me. Fortunate as you are to read my thoughts as I bask in an island paradise, you are deprived of my voice. I, Atobe, understand, so I invite you to listen to my engaging "Cross With You" (click, you know you just want to) from my Hametsu e no Rondo album, one of the most rockish singles I've done. When some class waves were coming in, the lyrics, "I'll climb over the peak of the coming wave", "I've reached the summit of the wave", popped into my head.

Be awed at the sight of my prowess!