Administering the Remedy

This morning, before classes begins, Jozine perpetrates a prank which she thinks is harmless but ends up hurting Tuoz’s feelings, quite deeply.

By homeroom, our teacher Mr. Noziq has learned of this.

“Jozine,” he says sternly once we have all gathered in the classroom.

“Yes, Mr. Noziq,” she answers, rising from her seat.

“Is it true that you emotionally injured Tuoz?” our teacher asks.

“Yes, but–”

Mr. Noziq holds up his hand, and Jozine becomes silent.

“Jozine, I don’t think I am the one who needs to consider your ex- planation of this matter. I think you do. And to help you do that, I’m sending you to get a dose of empathy.”

“Yes, Mr. Noziq.”

“Please do that now. I will tell the teacher of your next class that you will be late.”

And that’s my cue to go with her to the school clinic. It’s my responsibility to take classmates to the clinic and tend to their needs. I get up from my seat and walk towards the classroom door. Continue reading

Can’t Wait: Evangelion 3.33

Looks like the wait is almost over. Evangelion 3.33: You Can (Not) Redo is out on DVD in late April. Going to have to bag that. With 2.22 having so many interesting developments, I’m sure it’ll be enthralling to see where the story goes from there, now that Kaoru is on the scene. So far, Shinji’s existential screaming in the TV series has been much stronger. I’m hoping 3.33 changes that.

boku wa… (I am…) from MITikari on Vimeo.

Sundae

I fall in love with all my might, and utterly exhausted by that, I go out for an ice cream sundae. At the ice cream parlor, I find Sumiko at the counter in the midst of ordering a formidable seven-scoop sundae with assorted nut and fruit toppings. She looks surprisingly slender today, but maybe it’s because summer has just started.

“Going all out?” I ask, my voice raised just above the boisterous din of the kids enjoying ice cream behind us.

“Yeah…I’m totally wiped out,” she says. “More crushed walnuts please,” she says to the clerk.

“Same here,” I reply. “I’m in dire need of a banana spilt. With extra hot fudge.”

“Extra hot fudge isn’t what you need,” she says, shaking her head.

Not following, I raise a doubtful eyebrow.

“And some shredded coconut but only on the pistachio and mango scoops,” she requests, then tells me, “What you’re looking for is caramel syrup. It’ll do wonders. Especially with whipped cream.”

“Really?” I can’t help but be skeptical. I’ve never had that before. No one has ever recommended it to me.

“Trust me, I’m not a novice in these matters. I’ve been where you are plenty of times,” she says. “Raspberry sauce on the vanilla scoop, please.”

“All right then. Thanks for the tip.”

“Any time,” she says to me and then to the clerk, “Can I get an extra maraschino cherry on that?”

“Sorry, miss. We’re running low right now. One per sundae until we get some more,” the clerk says.

“You can have mine,” I tell Sumiko.

“Thanks. I could really use an extra maraschino cherry right now,” she says, and then I notice just how weary she looks.

The Wait Is Over: Alfa’s Latest Album Is Out

iTunes with latest Alfa tracks

I’ve longed for this ever since I got hooked on tracks from Second Skin and Growth. Alfa Garcia has done it again with World Go Blue.

Fabulous listening to these heartfelt, poetic lyrics with familiar themes accompanied by vibrant instrumentals… and now a more mellow maturity? My current faves from this album:

  • Missed Opportunity
  • War!
  • Unwritten Rule

BTW, I’ve long thought “Don’t Write Your Goodbyes” from Second Skin fits pretty well with 500 Days of Summer.


Untitled, Unfinished from MITikari on Vimeo.

Currently Reading: Schroder by Amity Gaige

I looked at her, trying not to look as sad as I felt. “I love you, you know.”

Schroder, coverIn need of a new novel for quiet evenings, I decided to give Schroder a read after listening to this NPR interview with the author. So far it is engrossingly excellent. The language has a unique fluidity to it and aptly captures the giddiness parents and children can sometimes can sometimes have around each other, that exuberant manifestation of the love that bonds them. There is also a keen tenderness that pervades the narration; at the book’s outset, the narrator and consequently you know where things have ended up, and as things unfold on the journey the narrator and his daughter undertake, there is a sense of precariousness.

Restructuring the Emotion Economy

Just after you began to develop intuitive grasp of the emotion economy through your parents and siblings as they gave love, shared joy and offered compassion, you began to glimpse its dual nature, the dichotomy that bifurcates it into two modes: the positive and the negative. The latter was raging all around, evident despite your parents’ efforts to surround you with transactions of the former. You saw the subtle and blaring exchanges of prejudice for inequity and resentment, then the trade of hatred for violence on many scales—the myriad activities of what we call The Dark Economy. Continue reading

Against Unapt Folk Theories

To defray his student expenses, my friend gets a part-time job “fighting hypocognition”. It’s not as glamorous as it might sound. He spends his once-free hours of the afternoon standing in the shopping arcades downtown, handing out new and important but not yet widely accepted ideas to people there. These ideas are often startling and strange, even frightening to most of these urbanites. Such ideas often clash with the ideas people already possess, those which have become intimate fixtures in their lives. Not surprisingly, many passersby just ignore him, or accept an idea nonchalantly only to drop it into a trashcan several blocks away. On most days, the ideas are at best taken out of superficial courtesy, then crammed into shopping bags amidst groceries or on-sale department store apparel.

“Yeah, it kind of sucks to see these ideas treated that way, tossed aside or just plain rejected,” he laments while turning the compost. “But occasionally you get those few who are actually receptive,” he adds. “We’ve gotten some more part-timers like me that way. Which makes it worthwhile, but it’s still hard to take all the apathy out there. It really makes you feel like we’re never going to get anywhere.” Continue reading

Currently Eating: The Enzo by Clover

The Enzo, a sandwich by CloverThe moment I chewed on my first mouthful of the Enzo sandwich by Clover, my palate was exhilarated. An unexpected shot of gustatory joy on a very cold evening. The unlikely amalgamation of fried eggplant, cheese, pepper relish? and fries (yes, fries in the sandwich) was for me a real winner. And the next day, I was back for more. With the Enzo, I don’t miss their last awesome sandwich, the cauliflower, at all—well, maybe just a little if I really think about how fantastic that one was with the Sriracha sauce.

I love how Clover continues to delightfully surprise me with their new culinary creations combining fresh, nutritious ingredients. I’ve been eating at Clover locations for several years now and look forward to continuing to do so.

Their whoopie pies, by the way: amazing.