the March 13th report

I notice it's already been 13 days into March yet I haven't had an entry. Not to make it sound like a chore, here are what I've been up to. I've been pondering very deeply what to do next. Some of that stress comes from the fact that within the next 10 weeks or so these things would happen one way or the other, in no particular order of importance:
get married,
a new (used) car,
move into a new apartment,
have a farewell party with my students and the office staff,
somehow maintain a stable income,
travel to the US to say hi to family and friends,
a mini honeymoon in Miami/Key West,
might have to kick boss in the nuts, etc, etc.

And out of character, I've actually been to two rock concerts lately, one with Phoenix, a French alternative rock band, the other Idlewild from Scotland. As a casual observer who wandered off into these little known territories, both the bands and the venues in the ever-so-distance Shibuya crowds shot me an eyeful of shock and awe.

I let out a quiet scream, had fun on both occasions. But I also have my complaints about the fans: too tame when they should be giving a warm welcome to a travel-weary bunch; too pushy when the lights go out.

OK, Asian people can't dance for shit (I can say that because I'm Asian), even though Japanese have a better sense of unity, who would have thought? of all people? They dance like a schoolgirl driving a hot import. In other words, the Japanese, good at many things, are the worst offbeat dancers I have ever seen, when the drums hit boom cha cha boom they hit boom cha boom cha cha. How I wish someone can see it right there and then. I'm the only sane person in a town-ful of crazys. Am I being punked? Where are the cameras?