...and STILL no sleep...

Right-o.
So not that much has been going on here in sunny Japan as of late so I thought I'd enlighten you to another reason why I'm sleepy...

The Damnable Frogs:

We live in the city, although through some quirks of the Japanese Agricultural Bureuacracy, we have a rice paddy over the fence. It's pretty big. Generally it's quite a lot of fun having it there. I say a cheery hello to the ANCIENT guys who look after it when they are planting, harvesting and tending, and it's a nice reminder of the passing of the seasons.

However.

With rice paddies and spring, come frogs.

And they just don't shut up.

And as it's hot at night now (like mid-high 20's all night) we sleep with the screen doors open.

Generally it goes like this:

Sun goes down.

We go to bed.

Frogs go:
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH

All.

Night.

Long.

Except for random times when they all stop in an instant. Then it is blissful, pure, golden, tantalising silence.

Until one of the little bastards goes...

RAH?

And all his mates go...

RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-
RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH-RAH

So thats pretty crap.

Tooroo.