Exhibit A: I almost forgot my wallet again…
Ever crave something, then get exactly what you wanted?
So this past weekend, I dropped by San Francisco’s Japan Town for the first time. I had just gone to Chinatown the night before, which happens to be right next to the red light district (you know, the place where Duke Nukem became a legend with his “shake it baby” line), so I wasn’t expecting much. Anyways, it turned out to be actually pretty nice, a sort of mini Kyoto contained in two city blocks. I was really quite surprised how complete it was – there were some real nice seafood and sushi restaurants as well as those little side cafes, a bookstore with stacks of Nodame manga and a Haruhi figure in the display window, a couple of toy stores, plenty of purikura and vending machines, and even a 100-yen store which had a bunch of imported goodies (wasabi crackers, anyone?) So I’m walking around feeling pretty good about myself when I catch something out the corner of my eye. Right next to the colorful crepe shop crowded with kids wearing mashimaro tshirts was this oldish looking store with burgundy-colored trimmings and a small sign that read “taiyaki.”
Something about me changed that moment. Maybe I was just hungry and wanted a snack that I haven’t had in several years. Maybe I was intrigued by the “choco-banana” flavor they offered. Or maybe, just maybe, somewhere inside me, my chin got a little bigger.
It wasn’t even that good. I didn’t care – bought another for the trip back.
Exhibit B: Eureka
It was one of those moments that I felt so proud of and then immediately regretted…
Some months ago I was in my Japanese 4 class reading about the seasons, and how during the autumn, some Japanese like to go out and have picnics amongst the trees – much like what they do during the spring, when the sakura bloom. Anyways, my partner and I were stumbling along the hiragana one curvy symbol at a time, occasionally having to look up the kanji whenever one came up. It was pretty standard fare, stuff about where they go, the kind of food they bring…and then we came upon this one particular kanji we hadn’t learned in class. I knew from Chinese that it meant “leaf” — wait, don’t I know how to say that in Japanese? I probably saw it in some anime…and in one of those enlightening moments where two people come to the startling conclusion at the exact same time, our eyes darted up – facing each other, eyes glistening, we exclaim in unison –
Archimedes had one of those moments in his bathtub – it’s a good thing I wasn’t near water, or I would’ve promptly drowned myself. I could just feel the plastic forehead protector on my head, the otaku chakra oozing through my veins…ohh what have I becomedattebayo.
Regardless of how we may feel about them, most of us have had some of these anime-inspired moments in real life that have caused us to act on some impulse or behave in some weird way. Some may just crave a little more Pizza Hut – others might be compelled to scream GYABO in public.
Share with us all! What moments have you had?