Powderbum75
@powderbum75.bsky.social
Vermont. Queens. Westhampton Beach. London. Hangzhou. Tokyo. Nikko. And others receiving votes.
Living a life with warning-track power.
In Japan. But not an On Japan account.
(Leave a message and I’ll get back to you.)
Living a life with warning-track power.
In Japan. But not an On Japan account.
(Leave a message and I’ll get back to you.)
Because I subscribe to the Clean Underpants Theory of social media posting.
Which states, briefly summarized, that you are only as good as your last post.
Just as you should never leave home with dirty underpants, tragic accidents and whatnot.
Leave something worth remembering.
Which states, briefly summarized, that you are only as good as your last post.
Just as you should never leave home with dirty underpants, tragic accidents and whatnot.
Leave something worth remembering.
November 24, 2025 at 10:14 AM
Because I subscribe to the Clean Underpants Theory of social media posting.
Which states, briefly summarized, that you are only as good as your last post.
Just as you should never leave home with dirty underpants, tragic accidents and whatnot.
Leave something worth remembering.
Which states, briefly summarized, that you are only as good as your last post.
Just as you should never leave home with dirty underpants, tragic accidents and whatnot.
Leave something worth remembering.
Kunoichi, or as it is sometimes referred to, “You know, Sasuke, but with women.”
Is the superior version.
Is the superior version.
November 24, 2025 at 9:59 AM
Kunoichi, or as it is sometimes referred to, “You know, Sasuke, but with women.”
Is the superior version.
Is the superior version.
sunlight streamed
through the leaves
to the ground
Matsuo Basho
through the leaves
to the ground
Matsuo Basho
November 24, 2025 at 7:02 AM
sunlight streamed
through the leaves
to the ground
Matsuo Basho
through the leaves
to the ground
Matsuo Basho
Because once in his life a man needs a pair of comically loud floral-patterned pants.
November 24, 2025 at 3:27 AM
Because once in his life a man needs a pair of comically loud floral-patterned pants.
The corner. Just outside home.
After errands and a walk
A Sunday in November. Koenji.
After errands and a walk
A Sunday in November. Koenji.
November 23, 2025 at 11:31 AM
The corner. Just outside home.
After errands and a walk
A Sunday in November. Koenji.
After errands and a walk
A Sunday in November. Koenji.
When strolling for stocking stuffers one Sunday afternoon and you suddenly realize you hear something besides Bing Crosby in your year singing those seasonal songs.
November 23, 2025 at 6:37 AM
When strolling for stocking stuffers one Sunday afternoon and you suddenly realize you hear something besides Bing Crosby in your year singing those seasonal songs.
You stand. I sit.
We do this thing together.
We do this thing together.
November 22, 2025 at 11:16 PM
You stand. I sit.
We do this thing together.
We do this thing together.
“I don’t want it.”
“What do you mean you don’t want it?”
“I wouldn’t wear it.”
“You wouldn’t wear it?”
Over two decades of sharing everything. You think you know someone.
“What do you mean you don’t want it?”
“I wouldn’t wear it.”
“You wouldn’t wear it?”
Over two decades of sharing everything. You think you know someone.
November 22, 2025 at 4:22 AM
“I don’t want it.”
“What do you mean you don’t want it?”
“I wouldn’t wear it.”
“You wouldn’t wear it?”
Over two decades of sharing everything. You think you know someone.
“What do you mean you don’t want it?”
“I wouldn’t wear it.”
“You wouldn’t wear it?”
Over two decades of sharing everything. You think you know someone.
He is what’s known as, scientifically speaking, a Good Little Dude.
November 21, 2025 at 10:33 PM
He is what’s known as, scientifically speaking, a Good Little Dude.
Because in a different life you live on the beach in Miyazaki and your only concern is which way the wind blows.
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November 19, 2025 at 1:32 AM
Because in a different life you live on the beach in Miyazaki and your only concern is which way the wind blows.
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Returning to that small ritual of turning off the water before leaving for the city.
For the first time since last March.
For the first time since last March.
November 16, 2025 at 7:09 AM
Returning to that small ritual of turning off the water before leaving for the city.
For the first time since last March.
For the first time since last March.
A few hours of a November sky.
November 16, 2025 at 6:21 AM
A few hours of a November sky.
🎼
So I walked as day was dawning
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
🎼
So I walked as day was dawning
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
🎼
November 15, 2025 at 9:43 PM
🎼
So I walked as day was dawning
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
🎼
So I walked as day was dawning
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
🎼
One man’s tranquil fall setting is another man’s “fuck, I really have to power wash that.”
November 15, 2025 at 3:19 AM
One man’s tranquil fall setting is another man’s “fuck, I really have to power wash that.”
That my wife will wake up at six the morning, sleep during the two hour train ride, then, upon arrival, immediately prepare both the futon and the heater to warm it, is a level of dedication toward napping I have not approached in any other sphere of life.
November 15, 2025 at 1:39 AM
That my wife will wake up at six the morning, sleep during the two hour train ride, then, upon arrival, immediately prepare both the futon and the heater to warm it, is a level of dedication toward napping I have not approached in any other sphere of life.
🎼
My life’s so common
it disappears
🎼
My life’s so common
it disappears
🎼
November 15, 2025 at 12:26 AM
🎼
My life’s so common
it disappears
🎼
My life’s so common
it disappears
🎼
There is an old black-and-white video on YouTube, of a very beautiful woman with a very beautiful accent, holding an orange.
While on LSD.
“It’s all to do with color… everything’s color… I haven’t seen color. I live in a monochromatic world… I can do everything.”
I get it.
While on LSD.
“It’s all to do with color… everything’s color… I haven’t seen color. I live in a monochromatic world… I can do everything.”
I get it.
November 9, 2025 at 1:48 AM
There is an old black-and-white video on YouTube, of a very beautiful woman with a very beautiful accent, holding an orange.
While on LSD.
“It’s all to do with color… everything’s color… I haven’t seen color. I live in a monochromatic world… I can do everything.”
I get it.
While on LSD.
“It’s all to do with color… everything’s color… I haven’t seen color. I live in a monochromatic world… I can do everything.”
I get it.
That people decided to make beautiful spaces so that others could enjoy them.
That’s nice.
Shōyō-en Garden. Central Nikko.
That’s nice.
Shōyō-en Garden. Central Nikko.
November 8, 2025 at 6:43 AM
That people decided to make beautiful spaces so that others could enjoy them.
That’s nice.
Shōyō-en Garden. Central Nikko.
That’s nice.
Shōyō-en Garden. Central Nikko.
Jim put on wool socks and looked into the fire. It was a good fire.
“Nothing is ever over,” said Bill.
Jim poured coffee and said nothing.
“It will all come back,” said Bill. “That heat and humidity. It will come back.”
Jim smiled. Bill was right, he thought.
Hemingway’s Worst First Drafts.
“Nothing is ever over,” said Bill.
Jim poured coffee and said nothing.
“It will all come back,” said Bill. “That heat and humidity. It will come back.”
Jim smiled. Bill was right, he thought.
Hemingway’s Worst First Drafts.
November 8, 2025 at 2:01 AM
Jim put on wool socks and looked into the fire. It was a good fire.
“Nothing is ever over,” said Bill.
Jim poured coffee and said nothing.
“It will all come back,” said Bill. “That heat and humidity. It will come back.”
Jim smiled. Bill was right, he thought.
Hemingway’s Worst First Drafts.
“Nothing is ever over,” said Bill.
Jim poured coffee and said nothing.
“It will all come back,” said Bill. “That heat and humidity. It will come back.”
Jim smiled. Bill was right, he thought.
Hemingway’s Worst First Drafts.
As far as front walkways go.
While it lasts.
While it lasts.
November 8, 2025 at 1:12 AM
As far as front walkways go.
While it lasts.
While it lasts.
To the junior high school seated on the Sobu Line this morning, textbook in one hand, breakfast in the other.
No doubt you woke up early and have a long day ahead of you.
Enjoy your waffle.
No doubt you woke up early and have a long day ahead of you.
Enjoy your waffle.
November 7, 2025 at 10:15 PM
To the junior high school seated on the Sobu Line this morning, textbook in one hand, breakfast in the other.
No doubt you woke up early and have a long day ahead of you.
Enjoy your waffle.
No doubt you woke up early and have a long day ahead of you.
Enjoy your waffle.
The (presumably foreign) woman speaking to the (presumably) Japanese woman in sign language, under the tracks in Koenji.
A good place. With good people.
So go out of your way to be good to others.
Or something.
A good place. With good people.
So go out of your way to be good to others.
Or something.
November 7, 2025 at 2:21 AM
The (presumably foreign) woman speaking to the (presumably) Japanese woman in sign language, under the tracks in Koenji.
A good place. With good people.
So go out of your way to be good to others.
Or something.
A good place. With good people.
So go out of your way to be good to others.
Or something.
For the past month or so I’ve been reading this person’s journal every morning. I like the way it’s written and there is always something to learn.
I’d bookmarked it “Hokkaido Guy Blog.”
But now I sort of feel like a presumptive dick.
I’d bookmarked it “Hokkaido Guy Blog.”
But now I sort of feel like a presumptive dick.
November 6, 2025 at 11:55 PM
For the past month or so I’ve been reading this person’s journal every morning. I like the way it’s written and there is always something to learn.
I’d bookmarked it “Hokkaido Guy Blog.”
But now I sort of feel like a presumptive dick.
I’d bookmarked it “Hokkaido Guy Blog.”
But now I sort of feel like a presumptive dick.
That time of year that promises something to look forward to.
Nakano. The first Thursday in November.
Nakano. The first Thursday in November.
November 6, 2025 at 4:32 AM
That time of year that promises something to look forward to.
Nakano. The first Thursday in November.
Nakano. The first Thursday in November.