OutofOrbiT's posterous

My Name is Galaxy, and i present to you a literal place of mine/d

Mission 3: Please Pass the SaLT

OutofOrbiT, Back to The Future

 First let me silkscreen the times for you. 

 It is the year 1853 on a humid June day, on the port of Uraga about a days hike southeast of present day Tokyo.  Today like any other day, you take your brisk morning route to the pier to collect enough tea and chit chat to charge your bartering battery.  Passing along the dense forested interior, the salty heaves of the ocean breeze through the lush leaves of the Ota tree , coaxes you into another day of balancing charm and wit.  Wonder whose going to show up today, hm maybe those friendlies from a couple ports up, or as misfortune would have it those stingy traders off the mainland?  But regardless you think about this every morning, and you never seem to get it right anyways.  Bright eyed, you shake off the early morning drowsiness and begin to smell that salty air and preemptively hear the dirty jokes of your work place.  As you make your way from the dirt road to the broaden leveled streets you realize that the storekeepers and townspeople are up offly early, it of course  being a saturday morning .  You know instaneously that something is off.  Gazing around, you begin noticing the mothers clutching their kids and an unprecented amount of index fingers and screaming eyes pointing you into the direction of the water`s edge.  Your mind outracing your own steps, brings you abrubtly. To. A. Halt.

  Behold the Black Ships of Commodore Perry, President Filmore`s reincarnate, in the forboding Far East.

 

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 <POoF>  "kutsu wo nugimasu kaa?" i awake from my thoughts to the concern of my aunt asking me if i was going to take off my shoes.  I mean all I was doing was walking straight into the water with my gray prestos ://.  My toes tasting the salt of the water however places me back into the hurls of reality.  The black ships that once strickened the minds of its very witnesses have now been hushed to dear memory.  Nature and time has since taken its course on Japan, yet fate has shown me a pivotal day in pre-modern 1853 Japan.  To bring it all together I live 45 minutes <670Yen> from the conception of Japan-American Foreign Relations.  Which I feel is the Genesis or the Red Pill to the volumes that is the Japan-US saga.  Oh and btw the scene was friggin` Gloriouss. ；D


 here`s some proof, btw the area is known for its Curry.  Supposedly its the location that curry was first introduced into Japan by the English Navy.  All I know is that the 3rd curry picture was the bomB.  Get this the meat was simmered in Coca- Cola then the currry builds upon this stock.  It was a rich sweet curry flavor with a def fiery bite at the end.  yes i ate two servings :D

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A Maple YOm YOM Story

A young man's adventure through food.  Never underestimate the POWER of comfort food.  Yes it does bring me comfort.  And Yes i'm a jolly fat kid at heart.  You have no idea how happy I was to cook..lol it was kinda like...flying! Pls consider this a menu for when you stay at the Galexius Exchange.  The food featured was Kalbi Set 1, Lemon Pasta Seafood Melody <that one was a doozie>, okonomiyaki, and yakisoba respectively.  And if you didn't get the end its supposed to be a "whale" of a good time. Lol, my parents didn't get it at first, that why i mention it.   

itadakimasuuu~~!

My Location, Location, Proclamation!

Out of OrbiT, a follow-up

Mission 2: Waldo @ Latitude = 35.6407, Longitude = 139.7141

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Welcome to Nippon

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Out of Orbit, an introduction     

Mission 1: Habits, reactions, and “I Knew you were going to say that’s”. 

If there is one thing that I learned throughout my coursework at UCI’s history dept, it’s that life tends to repeat itself.  Ideally not verbatim, but definitely in recognizably broad patterns, kind of like a checkered argyle, I kid.  But especially amongst our peers, I believe this is the true start of some important habits.  Consider this, we are freshly graduated and the idea that “if it ain’t baroque[broke], don’t fix it”, tends to take huge sweeping reform over our lives.  Yet there comes a point in time in even the most whimsical dreams, when one must wake up and be inspired to take a chance on forever.  I have grown to like the idea of space, so I’ll use an astronomical analogy, thanks Papa.   As we are in our orbit around the sun, we too have our own unique progression and timing to things.  Yet as unique and individualized as it may be we still go about our lives at a perfunctory pace.  But then the gravity and acuteness of the phrase, “nothing ventured, nothing gained” TRULY wades at the back of the brain.  So for one, I encourage you to step outside the orbit you have comfortably surrounded yourself with, and really chase and explore what lies right along the beaten path.  Take with you the tools that have sharpened through years of dedication and appreciation for your craft.  Take with you all your friends and family, all the memories, nice words, and kept promises.  Take it all with you and take that first step. I encourage you to take that step with me, and let’s make it..out    of     OrbiT. 

We have liftoff.

::Mission 1 complete::

This first post is dedicated to Dad, Mom, and Sister.  Because we have all taken this step together, and I just wanted to thank you for letting me take this one on my own.  I love you guys for like forever.  hah

 

Galaxy

 

Stay tuneD.