Rain Woman

I was named the rain woman because, after I started participating the group's activities, the rollerskate nuts were not able to do a couple of Sunday City Run and last night's Saturday Night Skate due to rain. I said that must be because of my new rollerblades, I should use my old blades next time.

It was rainning so hard that we had to go straight to our party place. The regulars and not quite familiar faces all turned up, we had to keep adding chairs to almost 30 people. We went back in time, laughing like school kids, totally out of control. Anything small things tickle the crowd to cheer. When the electricity went out for a couple of seconds, someone started to sing happy birthday (I guess that's the only song that penetrates language barrier) though no one is having birthday. The Korean friend taught us to mix Macoli with draft beer, it is so delicious that everyone is drinking cloudy bubbly mixtures.

I moved to another table that no people spoke any English, but abvious half drunk. They kept cheered me with shoujiu and said "ChinChin". Before I showed the mischievous smile, the chef friend said "cheers in Italian". So I started to tell them the story in my broken Japanese that when I first went to Osaka a couple years ago, my friend told me Kansai people say "chin chin wa dou" as "how are you". Of course, it means how is your penis and all my Osaka friends were cracking up so hard when I thought I was saying how are you.

Without failure, the story cracked up everyone (oh well, jokes related to sex organs are universally cheered, it is such a taboo to talk about in every culture, so interesting). Then my chef friend tried to introduce me the couple sitting across the table, said they were just married. Without thinking at all, I asked "chin chin wa dou"?