Fueled by Dohatsuten

I’ve been to the Ramen Tapas place twice in the last half-week. Dohatsuten, at 799 San Antonio Road, in South Palo Alto, near Charleston/Middlefield, about as south as you can go and not be in Mountain View, near the JCC.

I live, meanwhile, about as north as you can go and not be in Menlo Park, or in the creek, about 7.5 miles away.

The young clerk, T_ TH_, said my imitation of the characters that spell Dohatsuten — three, I am guess DOH AT and SUTEN, though I may be wrong — are passable, but she said she has no idea what the term means, the owner made it up.

I am on a Japanizma kick; I have a Japanese initiative similar to ones I also have for Mexico/Oaxaca and for Botswana/South Africa/Zimbabwe.

Coinkydinky, I grabbed a cd from the library endcap, Cute is What We Aim For “The Same Old Blood Rush With a New Touch” and gave it about six minutes, a minute each of tracks 1, 2, 3 and, because of the title, 12 (“Teasing To Please: Left Side Strong Side”). I am about five or six years behind, on my CIWWAF.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oP-WT3apPwA

I like the song title more than the music itself but I would say, in their favor, respectable, WARPy, if I had a niece or daughter in love with the singer I would not think myself anymore of a failure than I already do, et cetera.

Actually, I caught up by phone — and this is really jumping around — to my West Indian initiative, which is basically defunct — to chat with Professor Doctor Joanna Morris, a professor at Hampshire College in Amherst, Mass., although she lives in Northampton very near the Iron Horse, who I met at Dartmouth and who is also a Rhodes Scholar. She has a young five, Dominic, or Nicki, and I promised to send her the cd of my near-client (near-clients and half-weeks, I am trey po-mo) Essence Goldman, who writes of dinosaurs from the perspective of her youngster, with mucho aplomb (which her kid would hear as “cookie”, the way he heards “Roxanne” as “rock sand” – man, I digress).

Fueled by Dohatsuten and Philz, I should admit.

Was also trippin’ on the fact that “Yes Man” passed thru our info-catcher (not the brand name tivo kind) and I caught or trapped or taped or captured about an hour of it — I was hoping to grab the scene I wrote about before, about “Jumper” by my former client Kevin Cadogan, I mean, I think the song has four split writing credits and I noticed, and grabbed, a freeze frame and cellphone photo of the credits and it just said “By Stephan Jenkins” so I am wondering.

You can squint at my photo and get that I will also have to listen for “Hyper Enough” by Superchunk (MacCaughan, Ballance, Wilbur and Wurster –that comes out a little too easily, I have to admit). I once bought a ticket to “Jerky Boys: the movie” just to listen for a Superchunk sync license.

Anyhow, I should probably lay off the miso, and too much coffee, because I am hyper enough as it is.

Footie:

1) Spoke to Cody Sanderson, the Pueblo silver artist but I am not telling why.

2) Tried to reach Jody Naranjo;

3) Looking forward to hearing lawyer Kate Fitzgibbons at the DeYoung next week;

4) Made a small donation to KCSM jazz station and Chuy Varela announced it on air as “in honor of Eliseo Fajardo, a cousin of the noted jazz pianist Helen Sung.”

5) Had lunch with my coach Hans Delannoy and his pops, Mr. Delannoy, who said he is a fan of Rafael Nadal and following the Australian Open.

6) I am psyched or intrigued by a poster for Molly Bell’s “Becoming Brittney” to show at the old Century domes in San Jose, near Winchester. As I like to say — and I want to give her a chance to refute or augment — I met Molly in New York in the lobby of Public Theatre when Stew’s “Passing Strange” was just a tiny chilombican and therefore believe that there is a little stew in molly and vice versa.

7) I wonder why the paisanos beat Joe Portagee so badly in Chapter XII in Steinbeck’s “Tortilla Flat” and moreover, does anybody else think that “Portagee” is code for Cape Verdean or something? My Dominican friends here once told me that back in the day, in Rosseau, “portaguese” was code for “Jewish”, while “Syrian” was code for anybody from the Levant.

8) Hurrah for Rob Syrett at Caffe Centro and look for him this fall at Cafe Zoe.

That’s all I got, timewise.

About markweiss86

Mark Weiss, founder of Plastic Alto blog, is a concert promoter and artist manager in Palo Alto, as Earthwise Productions, with background as journalist, advertising copywriter, book store returns desk, college radio producer, city council and commissions candidate, high school basketball player; he also sang in local choir, and fronts an Allen Ginsberg tribute Beat Hotel Rm 32
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