black rabbit

who do you think i would be in u900? and the dotytron?

we both think that i would be the black rabbit and the dotytron would be the laid back bear, strumming away and sweating at having to sing "jingle bells" in english:



SO CUTE! the dotytron thinks i should learn to play the ukulele. he says it embodies one element of my personality. the small, asian, cute-loving, domo-kun, mashimaro part. he says that capturing the OTHER part of my personality (the loud, brash, obnoxious, spiky ball part) would require a LOT more instruments/time/investment than learning how to play the uke. i'm in! i hope he gets me one for my birthday.

one of the things i like about the dotytron is that whenever i start singing, "what's with these homies, dissing my girl..." he'll ALWAYS, reliably, finish with, "why do they gotta front?" i like the consistency. it's nice knowing that someone will finish weezer song lyrics for you.

i made the dotytron some business cards that he can hand out and leave with principals when he goes and supply teaches at various schools. that way, if they need a supply teacher they have his contact info on hand and can call him directly if they like him (and who WOULDN'T like him?)...i think they turned out okay. i mean, no one would mistake them for a professional graphic design job but i kind of thought they were decent for someone using microsoft publisher with no design skills. what do you think? i came up with 3 different concepts:




i like the second and third one, best.

last night we ate leftovers - i had clam linguine. i EFFIN' LOVE clam linguine. so good - al dente linguine noodles with the chewy brine of clams carried aloft on a fragrant raft of onions and garlic. i also ate more brownie and ice cream even though i really shouldn't be eating that AT ALL, what with me trying to regain my svelte figure and whatnot.

tonight we're playing dodgeball and then chasing that with some veal sandwiches from california's sandwiches. nom nom!

fin.

if the dotytron and i were amigurumi characters that played ukuleles

...our version of the ventures' "walk don't run" would be like this:



this is u900. i believe they are a band. they have a myspace page and a few precious videos on youtube of them being adorable and japanese. adorably japanese? is there any other kind? well...i guess there's sex surrogate doll-loving japanese. or grown-men-dressed-like-giant-babies japanese.

it's my grandpa's birthday next weekend. because chinese new year is this weekend and there'll be a mass run of every slant-eyed, yellow skin, laundromat owner/railroad builder within a 100km radius of a ho-lee chow on any respectable chinese restaurant of repute and there aren't enough tables on a saturday to accommodate the family and 100+ of my grandpa's closest friends which means that he had to move his birthday dinner to sunday, a night that's not nearly as amenable to my sister, chova, or basically anyone that's NOT a retiree, we're doing a small family birthday dinner for him on the saturday. just family. which is kind of preferable because family tends to get lost in the shuffle of the dog-and-pony-and-sea-cucumber show that is the usual banquet/mah jong fests.

so, the last time we were all together, we cooked up the idea of the family paying for grandpa's birthday meal and US deciding on the menu. we've been calling it "dream menu" night and we're SUPER stoked. everyone gets to pick ONE dish. now, if you know anything about chinese banquet dining - there's a certain rhythm, order, and tradition to things. certain dishes have a semiotic/symbolic significance and there's a certain order and flow to the way the meal unfolds. "dream menu" is blowing all of that outta the water. lol! it's kind of the best. so far the pickings are thus:

little ze: peking duck
chova: shark's fin soup (chova has been eating shark's fin soup since he was a baby)
miss ramona: these fried crab claw things that feature a little nub of crab claw encased in a shrimp filling and then deep fried. her original pick was the WRAPPERS from pot stickers (but they don't serve that at pak fook - the family's go-to restaurant).
the dotytron: curried stuffed crab shells with breadcrumb topping
my sister: 3 egg steamed dish
rico: curried crab
s-dawg: sweet'n'sour pork
me: fried pork riblets with spicy salt

you'll see that we're leaning heavy on the seafood and pork right now. we have NO starches and NO vegetables at the moment and none of the traditional "wow" items to commemorate birthdays. i'm SO PUMPED for "dream menu"!!!

speaking of chinese new year, this year is the year of the tiger. if i was going to have a kid, it'd be pretty awesome if we could have a tiger baby. next year is the year of the rabbit - not as cool, methinks.

this year also marks the first year where, as a married lady, i start being the giver, rather than recipient of lai see, also known to you round-eyes as "lucky money" - the stuff in the red envelopes. G at work was lovely enough to hook me up with some red envelopes and i dragged dr. rei with me to the bank to get some crisp, new bills to stuff them with. i'm supposed to give to the "kids" (read: unmarried people) in my generation and younger, so basically my brothers, and my niece and nephew.

we're doing a chinese new year dinner up in markham on friday night with my family at big mouth kee (aka big d's favorite restaurant in the whole freakin' world). i like being chinese. the dotytron also likes being chinese, which is nice.

fin.