When my mom asked me why I was leaving San Jose so early, I responded that I was cold and bored being at home. Though she offered for me to sleep in the office, closer to the central heating, what I meant was that the suburb lacked the culture that I find so fulfilling in Los Angeles.
Upon returning to Los Angeles I was invited to DiscoStan - Music from Beirut to Bangkok via Bombay which include the following:
Retro-glam Bollywood tracks
Turkish funk and disco
Arabic shaabi and dabke
...and much more Eastward funk and style.
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This is my new home. I danced to a middle eastern version of Michael Jackson, shook my hips and made friends with explorers. Folks were friendly, we played guess the Asian with the bouncer. He guessed that we were Thai, Cambodian and Mexican... the answer: Vietnamese, Indonesian and Filipino.
I love when people visit so that we can take them to places like these- Mony, Tim, Diana, Sandy, Johnny, Jen, John... of course all of them at the same time piling into our old victorian house built in the 1800's. Some in awe our unique space, others disgusted by the Frat vibe only to clean for us or get a hotel. Either way, you are welcome to stay.
I created a list for Jen. On Saturday I will hand her spare keys and wish her luck with the overwhelming options I provided her below since I will be at Christine's funeral. I was quite impressed and thought it be a waste not to blog the email I sent her.
I've also started a list on FourSquare that includes a lot more: Where I would take guests