I’m Gung Ho for Gung Haggis Fat Choy!

Toddish McWong

And I’m sorry about the pun, but how could I NOT???

Tomorrow night (well, today really, in a mere 13 hours from now, technically speaking and you KNOW how I like to speak all technicalacious-like) I will be attending perhaps the most iconic social event in my multicultural, multilingual, multicuisinal city:

Gung Haggis Fat Choy

Given what a pain in the ass it is to get any two or greater number of Vancouverites (and a larger number is not necessarily greater, is it, I mean, if you’ve tried to organize a dinner then you know by now, for lo, you are very smart, that a larger number is in fact a greater pain in the ass, if anything, but where was I?) to agree on where to go for dinner, you’ll know that this one event is the only occasion on which it is even conceivable that if you have 400 friends, they can all just finally STFU and chow down. Yes, even vegetarians. As for raw vegans, pass them a potted Lucky Bamboo plant and tell them to knock themselves out.

Gung Haggis Fat Choy is an event I’ve been trying to attend since its very first iteration, now lost to the mists of time. Ancient rituals, newly fused; the love child of Robbie Burns Day and Chinese New Year, Gung Haggis Fat Choy is also the brainchild of one Toddish McWong (pictured), a legendary, indeed, possibly imaginary figure, who brings together the most entertaining or simply most gluttonous representatives of all Hyphenated-Canada for a ten course Chinese/Scots fusion dinner featuring free Scotch.

Let me say that again: Free Scotch.

That got your attention, didn’t it?

And this is what it looks like:

and yes, that is a tabla. And a rap, delivered to the haggis.

And here is last year’s address to the haggis, featuring entirely too enthusiastic knife-wielding by Vangroover mayor Gregor Robertson.

From the Gung Haggis Fat Choy site:

Arrive Early:

The doors will open at 5:00 pm, All tables are reserved, and all seating is placed in the order that they were ordered.

If you bought your tickets through Firehall Arts Centre, come to the reception marked Will Call under the corresponding alphabet letters.

We have placed you at tables in order of your purchase.  Somebody who bought their ticket in December will be at a table closer to the stage then somebody who bought it on the day before the event.  We think this is fair.  If you want to sit close for next year – buy your ticket early.

The Bar is open at 5:00 and Dinner Start time is 6:00
We expect a rush before the posted 6:00pm dinner time. We have asked that the 1st appetizer platter be placed on the table soon after 6pm.  Once this is done, we will start the Piping in of our performers and head table.  We sing O Canada from the stage, and give welcome to our guests.  Warning: We usually ask you to sing for your supper.

Buy Your Raffle Tickets:

Please buy raffle tickets… this is how we generate our fundraising.  We purposely keep our admission costs low to $60 for so that they are affordable and the dinner can be attended by more people.  Children’s tickets are subsidized so that we can include them in the audience and be an inclusive family for the evening. We have some great door and raffle prizes lined up.  Lots of books (being the writers we are), gift certificates and theatre tickets + other surprises.

FREE Subscription for Ricepaper Magazine:

Everybody is eligible for a subscription to RicePaper Magazine, (except children). This is our thank you gift to you for attending our dinner. And to add value ($20) to your ticket. Pretty good deal, eh? Rice Paper Magazine is Canada’s best journal about Asian Canadian arts and culture, published by Asian Canadian Writers’ Workshop.

This dinner is the primary fundraising event for:The Gung Haggis Fat Choy Dragon Boat teamcontinues to promote multiculturalism through dragon boat paddling events. Some paddlers wear kilts, and we have been filmed for German, French, and Canadian television documentaries + other

Since 2001, Asian Canadian Writers’ Workshop, has been a partner in this remarkable dinner event. ACWW works actively to give a voice to ermerging writers.  ACWW is the publisher of RicePaper Magazine.

Histoic Joy Kogawa House committee joined our family of recipients in 2006, during the campaign to save Joy Kogawa’s childhood home from demolition.  The Land Conservancy of BC stepped in to fundraise in 2005 and purchase Kogawa House in 2006 and turn it into a National literary landmark and treasure for all Canadians. In 2009, we celebrated our inaugural Writer-in-Residence program.

The FOOD

This year haggis dim sum appetizers will again be served. Haggis is mixed into the Pork  Siu-mei dumplings  Last year we introduced haggis pork dumplings (su-mei). This year we are adding vegetarian pan-fried turnip cake to represent “Neeps and Tatties.”

Soon after 6:00 pm the dinner formalities begin. People are seated, and the Piping in of the musicians and hosts begins.  We will lead a singalong of Scotland the Brave and give a good welcome to our guests, and have the calling of the clans – all the reserved tables and large parties of 10.  This is a tradition at many Scottish ceilidhs (kay-lees), or gatherings.

From then on… a new dish will appear every 15 minutes – quickly followed by one of our co-hosts introducing a poet or musical performer.  Serving 40 tables within 5 minutes, might not work completely, so please be patient.  We will encourage our guests and especially the waiters to be quiet while the performers are on stage. Then for the 5 minute intermissions, everybody can talk and make noise before they have to be quiet for the performers again.

07:59 –

The Performances

Expect the unexpected:  This year’s dinner event is full of surprises. Even I don’t know what is going to happen.  The idea is to recreate the spontaneity of the very first dinner for 16 people back in 1998 – but with 400 guests.  For that dinner, each guest was asked to bring a song or a poem to share.  I don’t want to give anything away right now as I prefer the evening to unfold with a sense of surprise and wonderment.  But let it be known that we have an incredible array of talent for the evening.

Todd Wong and Tricia Collins will be the hosts for the evening.

Todd Wong is the creator of Gung Haggis Fat Choy. A 5th Generation Chinese Canadian who played Robbie Burns in the Battle of the Bards for 2008 Celtic Fest.

Tricia Collins is a actor, writer and playwright.  Recently, her one woman play Gravity performed to rave reviews in Vancouver, Montreal and Guyana – home of her ancestors.  Tricia happily brings her Irish-Chinese-Guyanese-Canadian heritage to Gung Haggis Fat Choy!

Joe McDonald We always delight in having Joe and his bagpipes. Joe has been with us since 2001 and even performed in the 2004 Gung Haggis Fat Choy CBC tv special.  Joe is a multi-instrumentalist and can perform Chinese tunes on his bamboo flute or his bagpipes.

Birds of Paradox is the new group by erhu virtuoso Lan Tung, Ron Samworth on guitar and Nealamjit Dhillon on tabla drums and saxophone.  Lan is also the leader of the group Orchid Ensemble.

Larissa Lai is our featured author, author of her new poetry work Automaton Biographies, Her novels are When Fox is A Thousand and Salt Fish Girl. Larissa also teaches Burns’ work at UBC English Department.

Marcus Youssef and Camyar Chai are the authors of Ali & Ali and the Axis of Evil.  This has become a favorite for many Vancouverites, as the play pokes fun at Asian Heritage Month, Multiculturalism and Scottish history.  Charles Demers performs with them.

Poetry by Robbie Burns and Chinese Canadian poets.  What will it be?  We often like to read “Recipe for Tea” – a poem by Jim Wong-Chu, about the trading of tea from Southern China to Scotland. Our non-traditional reading of the “Address to the Haggis” is always a crowd pleaser.  But this year, audience members might also be reading a different Burns poem to tie their tongues around the gaelic tinged words.  Will it be “A Man’s A Man for All That,” “To a Mouse,” My Luv is Like a Red Red Rose,” or maybe even “Tam O-Shanter?”

The evening will wrap up somewhere between 9:00 and 9:30 pm, with the singing of Auld Lang Syne – with a verse in Mandarin Chinese. Then we will socialize further until 10pm.  People will leave with smiles on their faces and say to each other, “Very Canadian,”  “Only in Vancouver could something like this happen,” or “I’m telling my friends.”

And yes, there are apparently still a few tickets available. You will need to call Todd directly at 778-846-7090 as things are close to filling up and there’s no sense getting all dolled up only to be turned away.

By the way, fun trivia fact: It’s the Year of the Tiger and Robbie Burns was born in the Year of the Tiger. Animal print does not generally mix well with tartan, but hell, why not? Go for it; after one or two drinks it’ll look better, I’m sure.

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Jake Gyllenhaal, Cthulhu Cultist!

ZOMG how did Nikki Finke miss this? It’s true! Reese Witherspoon‘s erstwhile boytoy and eternally-perky heartthrob Jake Gyllenhaal has been videotaped attempting to separate himself from the clammy embrace of illicit and unspeakable tentacles. We can only pray he makes it.

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What did you do today, raincoaster?

It’s quiet. Too quiet.

You may have noticed it’s been quieter around here than normal lately. That’s not because I’ve stopped working 14-18-hour days; it’s because I’ve been doing all kinds of crazy time-filling things that will ultimately pay off but not in money of course, because this is raincoaster we’re talking about and as everyone knows, I don’t ever see actual money. No in this time-space continuum, anyway.

I has a muneez. Is THAT what it looks like?

So. Anyway. What have I been doing with myself? Moving Lolebrity off WordPress.com (yes, yes, ZOMG IS THE WORLD ENDING? no it is not, but I thought I’d take one of my better-hit-getting bloggeroonies and turn that bitch out. Time to put it on the corner and make pay for its keep. Lolebrity’s URL remains the same as it’s been since about Day Four, http://lolebrity.net and all your gajillions of links to it (right? right?) will still work, and if you haven’t linked to it yet, there’s no time like the present, especially with posts like The Real Reason Brad Left Angie.

Let me repeat: I have a post which explains:

The Real Reason Brad Left Angie

Pass it on.

And if you’re a talented theme hacker or theme deconstructor (is there money in that? how the hell would I know?) you can drop me a comment explaining why some posts center perfectly and have lovely frames around them while some of them just sort of stumble crazily off to the right side like lopsided dipsomaniacs and my supposedly-dynamic header and footer stay as black as can be. I’m going to put it in Duotone theme, but apparently that theme requires major hacking to get it working on independently-hosted WP blogs, and I’m just not up for that till this weekend at the earliest.

Dammit Jim, I’m a blogger, not a script kiddie!

What else did I do besides switch the blog over and manually edit nearly EVERY GODDAM POST to get it to work with the Monotone theme and edit ALL THE FREAKING CATEGORIES to be properly punctuated and hierarchical and install the AllinOneSEO Pack and a bunch of other plugins and only crashed the entire blog network twice because of that damn BackTalk or whatever it’s called?

Calmed far too much internet drama, even for me. Is it a full moon already?

I volunteered TheShebeenClub to organize a poetry event with Toddy McWong, the famous Chinese Scot behind Vangroover’s grooviest annual event, Gung Haggis Fat Choy, for which I have been saving my pennies for two months. Robbie Burns Idol? Bagpipes and dragon dances as distractionduring a limerick contest? We’ll think of something.

I volunteered the Shebeen Club to host a Wake for Duthie Books, one of the country’s most beloved bookstores, finally closing after more than a half-century. Celia Duthie will be our guest of honour, the net proceeds will be donated to a literary charity, and we’ll collect books (which you can buy on sale at Duthie!) to donate to a local charity. There will be many fun surprises at the event, trust ol’ raincoaster here.

I posted:

A Wake for Duthie Books (duh)

Poetry Plaque on Keefer Street (a mystery!)

Sociable! Book Launch Thursday

The Living Society Art Show and Flashmob: Call for artists and participants

Revitalizing a Media Reform Movement in Canada by OpenMedia

Hell is Other People

(I make these lols myself, great art takes time)

Donatella Versace stars in The Mummy Rises

The Real Reason Brad Left Angie

Amber Rose Attacked by Tribbles

They’re HEEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEEEE! Otherwise known as Georgio Armani is losing it

Polymorphous Fabulosity (my very favoritest music video)

Caption Contest Results: Mariah Carey Edition

and about a thousand links to things I didn’t have time to post about over on Tumblr.

Plus moved my office upstairs to make way for the art installation that’s going into the BOB Coworking space for the Cultural Olympiad. Should be interesting: a sound installation of bamboo and water, by Trimpin, a fellow who’s won a MacArthur Genius Grant. I am, if nothing else, consumed by jealousy, but then they don’t yet give out those grants for celebrity blogging. THE MEDIA IS FIXED!!!

And the internet swallows its own tail.

Cat Squared

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THIS is why they’re called the Good Old Days

1966 Pictures, Images and Photos

Because they were freakin’ AWESOME, that’s why.

PS: Build your own Tardis.

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Sandwich Board: a tragedy in two acts

In the tradition of Hemingway’s Six Word Novels and David B. Dale’s 299 Word Novels, we present a new classic of Irish Literature, a tragedy in two acts, each of which is allegedly worth a thousand words (which, if they were at Vanity Fair would pay me enough to live on for four months, but that’s neither here nor there because the last time I talked to them they were (strangely) not up for buying blog posts from me, even if I’d impregnated the daughter of the Republican Vice-Presidential candidate, which would be admittedly quite a feat and probably get me on Jerry Springer even if he had to come back from Cancellation Hell just to feature me, not to mention I have no taste for slumming).

Act One:

soup of the day whiskey

Act Two:

shitfaced mondays cancelled

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