The weekend before last I went to see Phish in Albany NY for two nights. The "scene" is perhaps the least enjoyable part about seeing Phish and I had almost forgotten about this until I realized that my friends are part of the scene. Let's just say it's not always about the music for everyone there. In the past I didn't know they were referred to as the "nitrus mafia" and that other people are actually blogging about this. It just seems stupid to me. So anyways, Saturday during the day we had time, well actually the whole day to kill and let's just say there's not a whole to do in Albany, NY. After a leisurely 11:30 am wake up I was trying to inspire my crew of 7 or so dirty and smelly male comrades to leave the trashed hotel room we were staying in to do something, anything really, and not a single one of them seemed to have any interest in moving. On the contrary, they seemed content with watching Ritchie Rich, Blade II, and then Blade 3 Trinity, and a number of B movies while ordering pizza for breakfast. I couldn't take it so I left to check out the local food co-op since I had previously heard about it and wanted some real food.
My timing was impeccable: 12:30pm Saturday's just happens to be the time for a free half hour session of "Yo Ba" Chi Gong, which to my luck was open to the public. This is the description from the co-ops website of this class:
"Join Unchatwa (aka Tim Stoddard) on a gentle journey for health and vitality. An eclectic fusion of Pasha (gentle heart) Yoga and Ba Gau Zhang (8 palm change) circle walking with kidney cleansing Chi Gung to cleanse the blood, tonify the kidneys, and energize the body, mind and spirit."
Wow - if I had to describe food co-ops to someone and the people there - I would use the exact above description to offer a really poor stereotype of a co-op shopper. While I am pretty open to anything, this is not something I would normally do but having nothing to do in Albany for the day and thinking about the disgustingly dirty room of friends awaiting back at our cheap hotel I decided to give it a try. I actually felt a lot better afterwards, although it was pretty strange - of course I never heard the end of it when I got back to the hotel room, which to no surprise did not see any movement until the show at night except the brief walk to buy snacks from the gas station across the street.
Last weekend I went to NYC and joined my friend's holiday party (he works for Sungard Financials) at Bryant Park. Luckily we are the same size and I could borrow some clothing since I forget that my workplace is very different than a lot of my corporate contemporary's and I had to snag a nice shirt, pants, and tie (when it's warmer I sometimes go to my work in my Cameroonian shorts by contrast). While they didn't ask who I was to get in since I guess I looked the part, this was one of the most extravagant work party's I've ever been to. Catered and delicious meal with the type of deserts you see in commercials, multiple open bars, beautiful roof-top deck view of, the Manhattan downtown, and a solid DJ spinning tunes all night. I was actually in New York for a retreat for a group I volunteer with called CISPES (Committee in Solidarity with the People's of El Salvidor) - man I am really taking a turn to the left lately...and it was such a contrast to be with this radical leftist group the next day, who probably mostly are anti-consumerists and work for non-profits (or are unemployed). We did exercises such as "activist yoga" and "anti-oppression workshops." My friend would probably have felt pretty weird there and he's also a pretty open guy.
Finally, just to top things off on my way back Sunday night I stopped in Springfield, MA and wondered upon the most amazing and unexpected restaurant ever called Teresa's Soul Food. at 10 pm Sunday night I couldn't believe there was anyone there but Teresa, just returning from church, bounced right in and started cooking up some great candied yams, collard greens, and Southern Fried chicken while a huge bible lay open on the restaurant counter (it was kind of diner style). She put on gospel music on the CD player, fried up some cat fish as samples while we were waiting and persisted in trying to get us to try the pig feet. The obvious point of contrast here was that you wouldn't normally associate Springfield, MA with great soul food cooking - and even though we were the only people in the place, the food was really amazing. I highly recommend the stop if you ever for whatever reason find yourself in Springfield, MA 10 pm on a Sunday night. And if you ever the opportunity to do Yo Ba" Chi Gong, I say take it. Why not? You only live once and you don't need to go abroad to see the incredible diversity of layers that exist right here within our own society
