Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Summary of Last Week: Shpongle, Yakuza, Vinegar, and Change

Change is in the air, disrupting my schedule, and making it very hard for me to write up my blogs on time. Since March, my aunt (who's house I live in) has gotten a job. She works from 3:00PM to 11:00PM supervising alcoholics going through rehab. I went from seeing her everyday to barely seeing her at all. It subtly affected my own routine, everything from how I get to work (she was my ride), how much dinner I make (she no longer eats with us), and who walks the dogs.
But I liked my plans!
While this happened, the floodgates opened and suddenly I had subbing assignments galore, working almost every day. This is great for my bank account, but it makes it harder to keep to my writing schedule. To top it off, Nanowrimo is coming up next month, so to prepare for writing 200 pages in a month, I've been vigorously brainstorming every single weekday. This is on top of my usual writing. Needless to say, something has to give. Hence, lack of blog.

But all that stuff is boring.

You'd probably rather hear about the fun stuff. Well, I've had that too. Fun, for me, anyway.  Bizarre and dorky to others, perhaps.

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I don't usually go to concerts, and I'd never heard of Shpongle. But my friend Ashley and her boyfriend Matt had an extra ticket, so I said I'd go with them on Sunday, March 15th. It was a good excuse to visit my dear friend and thrift store shop for our upcoming Lightning in a Bottle event.

Ashley loves costumes and any sort of quirky clothing. I'm a bit cheap with clothes and cowardly with my appearance, but I do think it's fun to dress up every now and then--usually when Ashley's nearby. While getting ready for the concert, Ashley brought out her collection of wearable lights, tiny bulbs strung on wires thinner than a paperclip. Inspired, I decided to braid it through my hair to see how it would work. To my surprise, it worked pretty well and lit up my face with blue star light.

Stars in my hair
I happened to be wearing a blue shirt, too, and Ashley suggested I continue the theme with my makeup. Using Halloween makeup crayons, I lined my eyes with blue and painted my lids white. It didn't seem outrageous enough, so I painted white under my eyes, making me look vaguely sick or perhaps like a Zombie. Still not satisfied, I painted my lips blue. I thought I'd gone too far, but Ashley was delighted. She thought I needed a dot between my brows, but I suggested a crescent moon to go with the starlight theme.

Too Much Blue?
 The rest of my outfit looked plain, so I accessorized with a black ballerina skirt and some black-and-white striped armbands leftover from Ashley's goth phase. But I had been foolish. I'd gotten dressed before we went to dinner. Which meant now I had to go to Mother's (Ashley's vegan) in full costume. I swear, I couldn't look anyone in the eye.

And it didn't get much easier at the concert. Even though the first person we saw was a man with a flower in his ear, I felt silly and a little bit like a phoney. But I was here. Nothing to do but dance my cares away. With feet rooted firmly to the floor, I swayed and twirled and batted my arms and was very grateful that the shiny lights and green tentacles on the stage were all drawing everyone's attention away from me.


Two tentacles flank the sound equipment. Pokeballs hung on the wall.
The opening DJ was called Phuture Primative, and he was pretty good, as he would occasionally mix music with lyrics into his electronic beats. I especially liked a rendition of "Mad World." Shpongle was only pulsing bass and electronic harmonies. When he was on stage, the tentacles sprouted gears and eyeballs and became especially psychedelic. But by this time, I was tired, plus I had to wake up at 5:00 for work, so we cut out just after 10:00.

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On Saint Patrick's Day, I found myself immersed in Japanese culture. Valencia High's Japanese teacher was out administering tests, leaving me to show her class various DVDs. But one little mini series unexpectedly caught my eye.

 "My Boss, My Hero"

This goofy little comedy/drama follows the adventures of 27-year old tough guy Makio forced to enroll in... gasp... high school.

As yakuza, as high school student
 Makio is a member of the yakuza, so stupid that he messes up a 27 billion yen deal by failing to add 20 + 5 + 5 + 5. Fed up, his father, the yakuza boss, threatens to kick him out, but gives him one last chance. 27-year old Makio must spend a year in high school and get himself educated. By next spring, bring me your diploma," his father says. "If you can't, the position of 3rd head boss will go to your younger brother Mikio."

What ensues is a mixture of high school hijinx, Japanese style.

I saw the first episode in class and it was pure, corny hilarity. At times the comedy was clearly intentional, as when Makio donned his "scary face," willing the teacher not to call on him. Other times, I'm pretty sure it was unintentional. Like when Makio has a sad moment and the rain drops on him right on cue. Watching it in class was especially fun, as the students reacted to everything, laughing, mocking, cheering. I was so jazzed up, I decided to seek out the other episodes.

"Call on me and I'll kill you!"
 That was a mistake, as I ended up getting hooked.

Surprisingly, the series gets more and more dramatic as it goes on. By the end, I was actually tearing up at the end. Oddly enough, for all that the first episode champions flying over buildings in an attempt to land pudding, the last episode deals with the realities of being exposed and going separate ways after graduation.

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Speaking of Japan, while I was living in Kagoshima, I discovered the joys of drinking vinegar. It sounds strange, I know. The first time I read "Apple vinegar" listed under the drink menu, I did a double take, convinced I was reading the label wrong. However, I tried it and ended up loving it. The vinegar is actually a special drinking variety native to Kagoshima. It's usually diluted with juice or water.

One of my favorite ways to beat the heat was to combine about a tablespoon of drinking vinegar with half apple juice, half Mitsuya Cider (the closest thing Japan has to 7-UP). No matter how tired I was, a chug of my apple vinegar concoction would cause my eyes to pop open.

Dilute as instructed

Recently, I've been experimenting with mixing a teaspoon of the cheap supermarket vinegar with a cup of Arizona ginseng green tea. It's not the same, but I like the zing of vinegar.

I mention all this so that you can appreciate the small slice of heaven I found myself in when my friend, Michelle, proposed a field trip to Taste It! last Saturday.

Taste It! is a small store tucked into a shopping center at the crossroads Bastanchury and Brea that sells infused olive oils, balsamic vinegars, and wines. Like the name suggests, you can taste it before you buy. As I walked in, I saw polished silver vats and beautiful bottles, tufts of bread and little plastic sample cups.

I just wanted to taste them all
 Although I put the oil on the bread, with the vinegar I just tried it directly. Many were thick and sweet as sundae syrups, with that little twang of acid. I fell in love with pear vinegar, and I also bought a small bottle of Bordeaux cherry for my dad. It makes me happy to know there's a place nearby that sells exotic, tasty vinegars. It's one of my strange food quirks.

3 comments:

  1. I typed a comment and it disappeared. :p. Well, it went something like this: Now I have to look up that drama. Most of the funny ones usually end up serious at the end, it's a pattern for Korean dramas too. Though the ones that start off depressing will leave you suicidal by the end. I really like this funny Japanese drama about a high school teacher who was also the daughter of a yakuza boss. It is pretty old now though. Also, I really like muscat vinegar. They sell a variety of drinking vinegar at the Korean markets, and that one I enjoy more than juice. Although apple cider vinegar has numerous health benefits and reduces visceral fat, it tastes awful. But the Korean market varieties, I'm not sure if there are health benefits, given the amounts of high fructose corn syrup, but they taste awesome!

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    1. Thanks for the comment(s). I'll really have to try that Korean vinegar. It sounds delicious. The drama about the yakuza daughter/ teacher sounds fun, even if it is old. I don't mind.

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  2. I typed a comment and it disappeared. :p. Well, it went something like this: Now I have to look up that drama. Most of the funny ones usually end up serious at the end, it's a pattern for Korean dramas too. Though the ones that start off depressing will leave you suicidal by the end. I really like this funny Japanese drama about a high school teacher who was also the daughter of a yakuza boss. It is pretty old now though. Also, I really like muscat vinegar. They sell a variety of drinking vinegar at the Korean markets, and that one I enjoy more than juice. Although apple cider vinegar has numerous health benefits and reduces visceral fat, it tastes awful. But the Korean market varieties, I'm not sure if there are health benefits, given the amounts of high fructose corn syrup, but they taste awesome!

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