Scott Johnston

Spelling SCOTT JOHNSTON Isn't this great? I can spell my name with and Australian meat pies and red wine. The meat pies are named Scott and seem to be very popular. We bought the meat pies in Coles, a grocery store found all over Victoria. The first time I caught sight of them freezing the frozen food section, I rescued them and laid them in the shopping cart. Yoko, rolling her eyes, said, "Oh no. And who is going to eat them?" Smiling, I raised my hand. In all honesty, they do not taste so great. I bought a beef and lamb meat pie. I cooked them in a microwave and one got nice and soft and sort of tasty. The other one became really hard outside. My teeth refused to bite it. But it said Scott, so I had to smile while chomping at one and swallowing the other. The red wine was also so-so. It seemed a bit stale, as if it had been on the shelf too long waiting for a Johnston to come along. This could be a sad story then. SCOTT'S meat pies are so-so; JOHNSTO

Bad Bus Day on February 25, 2012 Today we had a bad bus day. It was sunny and a hot 30 degrees outside, so we wanted to quickly catch the bus to a car rental place to ask about renting a car. So Yoko and I got to the bus stand near our home a few minutes early. Standing in the heat, Yoko said, “It is hot! Too hot! I need an umbrella.”   Just then I saw the bus coming and yelled, “Yoko! Here it comes.” I walked up to the stand to “hail” the bus, by raising my hand. I looked at the driver to make eye contact to let him know we were waiting to get on as I hugged the bus sign. And he drove by. Just zoomed by and ignored us! I am sure that I had made eye contact. My mouth dropped open in surprise and I glanced at Yoko who was jumping up and down with her hand still in the air. “You can stop now. It is gone, “I explained. “Well, it must be coming back to get us, right?” Yoko asked. “No, it is gone and not coming back. We just experienced another difference between Japan and