New meaning to flexibility
One of my Chinese buddies, Whitney, got last minute tickets to see the Peking Acrobats when they preformed at Rudder Theater earlier this evening. Since I am one of the weird Chinese people she asked if I would like to go, so I naturally said “Screw fencing practice.” And went to the show. Yes, I did make sure that another officer would be there. Yes, I do feel slightly bad that I am only going to go to practice once in the week before nationals and I didn’t practice at all over spring break. And, Yes, I was underdressed for the show. Despite all of this I can safely say, I made the right choice.
Before the show we were kindly reminded not to try anything that we see in the show at home. I’m glad they did that because; knowing college boys, there would be a mass of incidents involving boys falling off piles of chairs. “It worked for the little Chinese men.” They would say.
The little Chinese men were some of the most well muscled people that I have ever seen; every single one of them passed the international no shirt test with flying colors. I could tell this, even from the cheapo student ticket seats. They did things like climb up poles and ropes using only the power of their arms... Okay so they used their upper body, most of the time, but seriously, a couple of them used only half of their upper body. It was so awesome. Both the girls and the guys did some amazing things with their bodies, giving new meaning to flexibility... And balance. There was lots of balance. Something that I feel is particularly incredible because I have absolutely no balance.
I was completely awed when I walked out of the theater. Ta men hen hen hen bang.
I know that there is no way that my writing is eloquent enough to let you understand precisely how incredible the show was; I recommend that you go see them if you ever have the opportunity. My hands were sore from clapping so much by the end of it.
Aside from the stunning performance, Whitney and I also got excited because we were able to read two of the signs they had in the show. They said “zhong guo” or China for those of you who don’t read han yu pin ying. Aside from that we vaguely recognized parts of other characters and looked like complete idiots when we tried to look them up during the intermission.
We failed, because (a) we didn’t know the pin ying and (b) we can’t look up characters in our chinglish dictionaries. However, it is not as bad as you think. We only had our books because we had to rush over to Rudder after class for the show, we did not PLAN to be nerds... It just kind of happened.
The only down side to the show is that I think I might be allergic to something in Rudder. I didn’t have my usual runny eyes/nose and general sneezy nastiness, but since I got on this JRA stuff my allergy reactions have been weird (Remember the funny asthmatic cough from the beginning of fall semester?). Anyway, about half of my right forearm got red, swollen, itchy, and warm to the touch. But it has gone away now.
Go see the Peking Acrobats. It is even worth paying money for.
Oh and the music is good too.
In other news: I'm a Honda S2000!
You live on the edge, and you live for the adrenaline rush. You don't need luxuries, snob appeal, or superfluous gadgets. You put your top down, get your motor revving, and take all the curves that life throws at you at full speed. So what if you spin out occasionally?
Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.
I *think* they may have gotten me wrong on this one.
Before the show we were kindly reminded not to try anything that we see in the show at home. I’m glad they did that because; knowing college boys, there would be a mass of incidents involving boys falling off piles of chairs. “It worked for the little Chinese men.” They would say.
The little Chinese men were some of the most well muscled people that I have ever seen; every single one of them passed the international no shirt test with flying colors. I could tell this, even from the cheapo student ticket seats. They did things like climb up poles and ropes using only the power of their arms... Okay so they used their upper body, most of the time, but seriously, a couple of them used only half of their upper body. It was so awesome. Both the girls and the guys did some amazing things with their bodies, giving new meaning to flexibility... And balance. There was lots of balance. Something that I feel is particularly incredible because I have absolutely no balance.
I was completely awed when I walked out of the theater. Ta men hen hen hen bang.
I know that there is no way that my writing is eloquent enough to let you understand precisely how incredible the show was; I recommend that you go see them if you ever have the opportunity. My hands were sore from clapping so much by the end of it.
Aside from the stunning performance, Whitney and I also got excited because we were able to read two of the signs they had in the show. They said “zhong guo” or China for those of you who don’t read han yu pin ying. Aside from that we vaguely recognized parts of other characters and looked like complete idiots when we tried to look them up during the intermission.
We failed, because (a) we didn’t know the pin ying and (b) we can’t look up characters in our chinglish dictionaries. However, it is not as bad as you think. We only had our books because we had to rush over to Rudder after class for the show, we did not PLAN to be nerds... It just kind of happened.
The only down side to the show is that I think I might be allergic to something in Rudder. I didn’t have my usual runny eyes/nose and general sneezy nastiness, but since I got on this JRA stuff my allergy reactions have been weird (Remember the funny asthmatic cough from the beginning of fall semester?). Anyway, about half of my right forearm got red, swollen, itchy, and warm to the touch. But it has gone away now.
Go see the Peking Acrobats. It is even worth paying money for.
Oh and the music is good too.
In other news: I'm a Honda S2000!
You live on the edge, and you live for the adrenaline rush. You don't need luxuries, snob appeal, or superfluous gadgets. You put your top down, get your motor revving, and take all the curves that life throws at you at full speed. So what if you spin out occasionally?
Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.
I *think* they may have gotten me wrong on this one.