It's finally happened.
Windows meets Macintosh.
The Story.
The Program.
Actually, I'd like to check it out, but you have to have Tiger in order to use it. Damn. Not that it really matters because I doubt I could play my old video games on XP anyway. Some of them I can... but not the classics. Sigh....
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Muddled Language
A brief aside:Yes, I know it's been awhile. I appreciate everyone who has missed my posts and complained (really, I do appreciate it becasue it shows you care!) and I'm sorry for my absence. I can only blame lizalou (though it's really my fault) becuase I've been writing her letters about the kinds of things that I would normally post here. So, by the time I sit down to write a post I'm already bored with the stuff I could have written about and end up writing nothing at all. In the future, I will copy parts of my letters to use for the basis of posts because I'm writing the letters on the computer now. That should make everyone happy.
Now to the meat of the post. Beef stew. No, not really. Actually, I'm talking about instruction manuals. I'm working on a manual for a hand mixer at work right now, and they sent me the manual written by the factory in China for reference. I'm sure you can imagine where this is going.
Apparently, I've been calling beaters by the wrong name all these years. They are actually “muddlers.” And that dough hook? That's a “decorative tail” of course. And the beater eject button is properly called a “fork holder.” Where's the fork? My favorite sentence is “Inserting beaters.” Yes, that's a whole sentence, and it seems that at some point they realized they were actually called beaters rather than muddlers. Not all the sentences are fragments, but that doesn't mean they make any more sense. For instance, consider the following: “Hold with one hand the mixer from the handle and with the other place the beater. Put it in the hole, press and twist it until beater clicks into position.”
So, needless to say, this reference manual has been really helpful to me. I haven't laughed this hard since I got that email about the world's worst album covers.
Now to the meat of the post. Beef stew. No, not really. Actually, I'm talking about instruction manuals. I'm working on a manual for a hand mixer at work right now, and they sent me the manual written by the factory in China for reference. I'm sure you can imagine where this is going.
Apparently, I've been calling beaters by the wrong name all these years. They are actually “muddlers.” And that dough hook? That's a “decorative tail” of course. And the beater eject button is properly called a “fork holder.” Where's the fork? My favorite sentence is “Inserting beaters.” Yes, that's a whole sentence, and it seems that at some point they realized they were actually called beaters rather than muddlers. Not all the sentences are fragments, but that doesn't mean they make any more sense. For instance, consider the following: “Hold with one hand the mixer from the handle and with the other place the beater. Put it in the hole, press and twist it until beater clicks into position.”
So, needless to say, this reference manual has been really helpful to me. I haven't laughed this hard since I got that email about the world's worst album covers.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Questions
This one's for you, lizalou. And I miss you already. This was quite the meme. It took for-freakin'-ever! But it was worth it. I wrote it totally stream of consciousness, so I'm sure I forgot a lot of important stuff, but I think I'll leave it like it is even if I do remember.
About You
Preferred name: Alia, though you can call me Al if I can call you Betty.
Preferred location: Taerynia, living at Northreach with my honey Arrowin.. or was it Cymon? :)
Defining age: 200. Here's hoping I get there. As I've been discussing with theCallowQueen, I don't know if I'll ever be completely defined. My definition keeps evolving.
Be Honest
Name: Alia. My name is so cool I don't have to lie.
Location: Kansas City
Age: Twenty and four
Define Yourself
What's true: I really am totally awesome. Oh, and I am a bit obsessive compulsive (a bit?!) and I worry way too much. I also care too much about many things and that can be a blessing and a curse. It's good to care about others, but its not good to mother them. I am not evil, though I like evil characters. And some folks say I'm a terrific writer. Actually, I don't know if any folks have ever said that, but I do like to write and I couldn't help the Homestar quotage. That reminds me... I like to quote things too.
What's misrepresented: I'm not really as arrogant as I made myself sound in the previous answer. Other than that, I don't think I want to think about this answer too much. Most of what was misrepresented has been set straight already, and if it hasn't then I probably won't be able to change your mind about it anyway. "If you don't know me by now..."
#1 goal in life: To be happy and to contribute to the happiness of the people around me. All the rest is details.
Habits:Popping various joints, saying "you know" at the end of a sentence (I've just noticed this one recently), comparing things, second-guessing myself, apologizing.
Things You Did, Good and Bad
As a toddler: Watched Sesame Street all three times it came on during the day; liked to play in boxes and take canned foods out of the cupboard and organize them; wrote on the carpeting with black crayon because it looked cool; tried and failed to pick up the texture of the carpeting with silly puddy.
In elementary school: Recorded fake commercials, imagined on the playground at recess, obsessed about the Lord of the Rings and watched Star Trek with crysania17; roller skated, played in the tree and went on vacation with Brandi; freaked out when dad set the yard on fire; freaked out when mom practically cut her thumb in half while trimming the bushes; scraped my knee when I was trying to hide from the bus and fell (don't even ask); collected Lisa Frank stickers; liked to ride bike with my dad.
In high school: Played flute in school, in the Youth Symphony, Flute Choir, at Church and in KCYouth Wind Ensemble; never got a 1 on a flute solo because I always got too nervous and screwed up; began writing the epic story I'm still working on now; played in pep band at basketball games and chatted with Mike and his bass clarinet named Brutus; roleplayed with Tess and corresponded with her when she was in Japan; watched and obsessed over Babylon 5; got hooked on the Highlander and watched it when I got home from school; met Shivaindis who first introduced me to the wonderful world of anime.
In college: Met neowolf and lizalou, and from there many others; began my true obsession with anime; pigged out on tostitos cheese dip, bean dip and pizza rolls; played final fantasy X and kingdom hearts with neowolf; made anime music videos; skipped video and photo class as much as possible; worked my ass off in design classes and stressed and fretted and cursed over many a project; sanded hundreds of tiny blocks of wood to use in a project for Swindell; wrote parodies and obsessed about basketball players with neowolf; sang at St. Lawrence; worked with the stage crew at the Lied Center with lizalou and inuki; watched the Kodo Drummers from the catwalk with lizalou and neowolf; helped create an anime club at KU which fizzled before our last year; drew enough pictures to make a bishonen buffet; accidentally sent my final paper in Sociology to Ed, my boss at the Lied Center instead of my teacher; hung out in the computer lab after hours and listened to Air; was introduced to Homestarrunner; got rearended but took the blame; discovered that nothing stops Willie Nelson; started the quotage book.
Things You Do
Read: This list would be too long if I wrote everything down, so I'll just list categories: Manga of all kinds, Fantasy novels, my friends' blogs, fanfiction, articles about KU basketball.
Watch: Anime, Lost, Alias, Gilmore Girls, KU basketball, homestarrunner toons, Red vs Blue, my computer screen, and all of the old shows I have on DVD.
Sports: Yeah right. The most I do is watch basketball... and attempt to not die while on rollerblades.
Write: The Windsword Chronicles (my story), Fanfiction, ocassional blog entries, parodies
See: I could get really philosophical on this one, but I've decided not to be pretentious. So I'll just say that I see Cymon right now reading on one of the "fart" chairs in my room, and that I have not seen Theo lately. Lizalou, did you take him with you?
Hear: At the moment, a creepy song from RahXephon--which I skipped. So, now I'm hearing "Little Wing" from Scrapped Princess. Much more upbeat!
Love: My family and friends; people with positive attitudes; eating salty and sweet foods together; getting giddy about writing and sharing it with others; sharing obsessions; quoting things; that moment after you've finished cleaning when everything feels so organized and fresh; buying a stack of manga with a personal shopping day and coupon; drawing a satisfying picture; getting the giggles; creating something I'm proud of; myself, for the most part.
Things You Don't
Read: The paper unless there's an article about KU--sad, I know; long forwards threatening you to pass them along for good luck or else; Non-fiction.
Watch: Reality TV (excluding the Apprentice); most TV, actually; sports other than basketball; most movies.
Sports: Pretty much everything
Write: Letters, though I'm trying to change this one for lizalou since she's got no inet; love letters; memoirs
See: The future, though I do get premonitions sometimes.
Hear:Rap, unless it's in Japanese; COUNTRY MUSIC
Love: Extreme selfishness; rudeness; hatred; closed minds; assumptions; misunderstandings when there is no attempt to understand; excessive whining (yeah, I know I need to work on some of these things too).
Favorites
Place(s) to be: In my room at my computer; with my friends and family, wherever they are; Japan; Lawrence; in my imaginary world; listening to good music in my car.
Thing(s) to do: Be silly; be creative, alone or with others; roleplay; play video games; listen to music loudly in my car while driving too fast down the highway; read manga while taking a relaxing bath with lots of nice smelling bath oil.
Person(s) to be with: All you guys--you know who you are, cuz you're reading this.
One Thing You Always
Wear: Watch; Underwear--sorry to disappoint; I don't really wear anything else with complete consistency.
Spell wrong: separately
Say wrong: superfluous
Complain about: headaches, not getting enough sleep
Compliment on: cute clothes, shoes or accessories
Wanted and don't have: A gazillion dollars; a laid back personality
Wanted and have: A laptop; great friends; video games
Promise and don't do: Let's not start this one... I've done far too much of this lately. But, the things that definitely come to mind are these: Update fanfiction, Watch what I eat, Exercise regularly, Keep in touch
Promise and do:Hmm... is there anything? I swear I have good intentions. I just take a long time to fulfill promises sometimes. Generally if I say I'll do something I do it; sometimes it just take a while. When I vow loyalty though, it's forever. Just like diamonds.
I made it to the end! Though it took a long time, I have to say this is one of the best questionaires I've filled out, lizalou. Thank you! It had just the right degree of randomness to get me thinking and remembering things I haven't thought of in a long time. Good luck to anyone who takes up the challenge of completing it yourself!
About You
Preferred name: Alia, though you can call me Al if I can call you Betty.
Preferred location: Taerynia, living at Northreach with my honey Arrowin.. or was it Cymon? :)
Defining age: 200. Here's hoping I get there. As I've been discussing with theCallowQueen, I don't know if I'll ever be completely defined. My definition keeps evolving.
Be Honest
Name: Alia. My name is so cool I don't have to lie.
Location: Kansas City
Age: Twenty and four
Define Yourself
What's true: I really am totally awesome. Oh, and I am a bit obsessive compulsive (a bit?!) and I worry way too much. I also care too much about many things and that can be a blessing and a curse. It's good to care about others, but its not good to mother them. I am not evil, though I like evil characters. And some folks say I'm a terrific writer. Actually, I don't know if any folks have ever said that, but I do like to write and I couldn't help the Homestar quotage. That reminds me... I like to quote things too.
What's misrepresented: I'm not really as arrogant as I made myself sound in the previous answer. Other than that, I don't think I want to think about this answer too much. Most of what was misrepresented has been set straight already, and if it hasn't then I probably won't be able to change your mind about it anyway. "If you don't know me by now..."
#1 goal in life: To be happy and to contribute to the happiness of the people around me. All the rest is details.
Habits:Popping various joints, saying "you know" at the end of a sentence (I've just noticed this one recently), comparing things, second-guessing myself, apologizing.
Things You Did, Good and Bad
As a toddler: Watched Sesame Street all three times it came on during the day; liked to play in boxes and take canned foods out of the cupboard and organize them; wrote on the carpeting with black crayon because it looked cool; tried and failed to pick up the texture of the carpeting with silly puddy.
In elementary school: Recorded fake commercials, imagined on the playground at recess, obsessed about the Lord of the Rings and watched Star Trek with crysania17; roller skated, played in the tree and went on vacation with Brandi; freaked out when dad set the yard on fire; freaked out when mom practically cut her thumb in half while trimming the bushes; scraped my knee when I was trying to hide from the bus and fell (don't even ask); collected Lisa Frank stickers; liked to ride bike with my dad.
In high school: Played flute in school, in the Youth Symphony, Flute Choir, at Church and in KCYouth Wind Ensemble; never got a 1 on a flute solo because I always got too nervous and screwed up; began writing the epic story I'm still working on now; played in pep band at basketball games and chatted with Mike and his bass clarinet named Brutus; roleplayed with Tess and corresponded with her when she was in Japan; watched and obsessed over Babylon 5; got hooked on the Highlander and watched it when I got home from school; met Shivaindis who first introduced me to the wonderful world of anime.
In college: Met neowolf and lizalou, and from there many others; began my true obsession with anime; pigged out on tostitos cheese dip, bean dip and pizza rolls; played final fantasy X and kingdom hearts with neowolf; made anime music videos; skipped video and photo class as much as possible; worked my ass off in design classes and stressed and fretted and cursed over many a project; sanded hundreds of tiny blocks of wood to use in a project for Swindell; wrote parodies and obsessed about basketball players with neowolf; sang at St. Lawrence; worked with the stage crew at the Lied Center with lizalou and inuki; watched the Kodo Drummers from the catwalk with lizalou and neowolf; helped create an anime club at KU which fizzled before our last year; drew enough pictures to make a bishonen buffet; accidentally sent my final paper in Sociology to Ed, my boss at the Lied Center instead of my teacher; hung out in the computer lab after hours and listened to Air; was introduced to Homestarrunner; got rearended but took the blame; discovered that nothing stops Willie Nelson; started the quotage book.
Things You Do
Read: This list would be too long if I wrote everything down, so I'll just list categories: Manga of all kinds, Fantasy novels, my friends' blogs, fanfiction, articles about KU basketball.
Watch: Anime, Lost, Alias, Gilmore Girls, KU basketball, homestarrunner toons, Red vs Blue, my computer screen, and all of the old shows I have on DVD.
Sports: Yeah right. The most I do is watch basketball... and attempt to not die while on rollerblades.
Write: The Windsword Chronicles (my story), Fanfiction, ocassional blog entries, parodies
See: I could get really philosophical on this one, but I've decided not to be pretentious. So I'll just say that I see Cymon right now reading on one of the "fart" chairs in my room, and that I have not seen Theo lately. Lizalou, did you take him with you?
Hear: At the moment, a creepy song from RahXephon--which I skipped. So, now I'm hearing "Little Wing" from Scrapped Princess. Much more upbeat!
Love: My family and friends; people with positive attitudes; eating salty and sweet foods together; getting giddy about writing and sharing it with others; sharing obsessions; quoting things; that moment after you've finished cleaning when everything feels so organized and fresh; buying a stack of manga with a personal shopping day and coupon; drawing a satisfying picture; getting the giggles; creating something I'm proud of; myself, for the most part.
Things You Don't
Read: The paper unless there's an article about KU--sad, I know; long forwards threatening you to pass them along for good luck or else; Non-fiction.
Watch: Reality TV (excluding the Apprentice); most TV, actually; sports other than basketball; most movies.
Sports: Pretty much everything
Write: Letters, though I'm trying to change this one for lizalou since she's got no inet; love letters; memoirs
See: The future, though I do get premonitions sometimes.
Hear:Rap, unless it's in Japanese; COUNTRY MUSIC
Love: Extreme selfishness; rudeness; hatred; closed minds; assumptions; misunderstandings when there is no attempt to understand; excessive whining (yeah, I know I need to work on some of these things too).
Favorites
Place(s) to be: In my room at my computer; with my friends and family, wherever they are; Japan; Lawrence; in my imaginary world; listening to good music in my car.
Thing(s) to do: Be silly; be creative, alone or with others; roleplay; play video games; listen to music loudly in my car while driving too fast down the highway; read manga while taking a relaxing bath with lots of nice smelling bath oil.
Person(s) to be with: All you guys--you know who you are, cuz you're reading this.
One Thing You Always
Wear: Watch; Underwear--sorry to disappoint; I don't really wear anything else with complete consistency.
Spell wrong: separately
Say wrong: superfluous
Complain about: headaches, not getting enough sleep
Compliment on: cute clothes, shoes or accessories
Wanted and don't have: A gazillion dollars; a laid back personality
Wanted and have: A laptop; great friends; video games
Promise and don't do: Let's not start this one... I've done far too much of this lately. But, the things that definitely come to mind are these: Update fanfiction, Watch what I eat, Exercise regularly, Keep in touch
Promise and do:Hmm... is there anything? I swear I have good intentions. I just take a long time to fulfill promises sometimes. Generally if I say I'll do something I do it; sometimes it just take a while. When I vow loyalty though, it's forever. Just like diamonds.
I made it to the end! Though it took a long time, I have to say this is one of the best questionaires I've filled out, lizalou. Thank you! It had just the right degree of randomness to get me thinking and remembering things I haven't thought of in a long time. Good luck to anyone who takes up the challenge of completing it yourself!
Friday, February 03, 2006
Wha' Happened?
It's been several weeks between posts again. What's my excuse? I don't know really. I've been really busy at work between our open house and all the jobs that came in afterward. It's good to be busy, but time has really flown. Leah-chan's been gone three weeks now, but at least we've heard from her and know she's okay even if she doesn't have internet yet. Damn! I should have used that for my excuse. I should have said I didn't have internet. But then again, we would have all known that was a lie.
I've also felt rather boring lately. Several times I have actually sat down to write an entry and given up because I had nothing interesting to say. I will blame part of my lack of creative blogging on the relocation of my creativity onto numerous projects at work as well as a renewed interest in writing on my Windsword Chronicles story whenever I can work it in. That reminds me that I'm supposed to send Big Bold D and M some of my story to read... oops. I will do it soon. I promise. I hope. I'm tired of promising things and not following through. It makes me feel pathetic and useless.
Let's see...what else...
I've got nothing. See? I told you I'm boring.
Currently listening to: Ed's Tank~Cowboy Bebop Boxed Set Yoko Kanno
I've also felt rather boring lately. Several times I have actually sat down to write an entry and given up because I had nothing interesting to say. I will blame part of my lack of creative blogging on the relocation of my creativity onto numerous projects at work as well as a renewed interest in writing on my Windsword Chronicles story whenever I can work it in. That reminds me that I'm supposed to send Big Bold D and M some of my story to read... oops. I will do it soon. I promise. I hope. I'm tired of promising things and not following through. It makes me feel pathetic and useless.
Let's see...what else...
I've got nothing. See? I told you I'm boring.
Currently listening to: Ed's Tank~Cowboy Bebop Boxed Set Yoko Kanno
Monday, January 16, 2006
Who Says Macs Never Crash?
I think this is a bit of a misconception that macaholics like to spread around. But, just to clear things up, I've dealt with as many crashes on Macintosh computers as I have on PCs. Luckily, this particular crash was not on my personal computer. (i.e., my stuff is safe). But, it still sucks because it was a work computer and a crash is never a good thing.
My coworker and I worked on trying to fix it most of thursday and friday last week, but in the end we decided it was beyond our capabilities. We know quite a bit about the inner workings of a computer, but when you can't even boot up from a CD, the options are limited. Our final conclusion was that not only did the system get corrupted (which likely started with a bad user) but the CD-ROM also failed. The only solution I could come up with was to take the hard drive out of the computer and move it into another computer, reformat, reinstall the OS and then put it back in the computer. But, we're going to hire someone to come take a look at it so we shouldn't have to do all of that ourselves. Whew.
With all of the bad computer karma going on around me lately, I spent Friday night backing up my own computer. And, in the process of backing things up I decided I should also organize my files so I'm not just backing up junk. Organizing makes me think of lizalou, which makes me miss her. She is the queen of organized computers, and I can only aspire to be merely tidy compared to her mastery of organization. But it does feel good to get rid of duplicate and triplicate versions of the same image...I've cleared up almost half a gig already. It sure adds up fast, doesn't it?
The rest of my weekend isn't much to write about. I refuse to comment on the debacle that was the KU vs. K-State game on Saturday. Sunday was a busy shopping day with the parents to find some new living room furniture--it's amazing how exhausting shopping can be.
I'll end this post with a comment I found on a troubleshooting website. "So, what did you do before it broke all by itself?" Nothing, I swear.
Here's hoping no more computers around me crash in the near future. Keep your fingers crossed. And as I was warning my coworker, you have to make sure you cross an odd number of things. If you cross two fingers on each hand they cancel each other out, so you have to make sure to cross your arms or your legs as well. ;)
My coworker and I worked on trying to fix it most of thursday and friday last week, but in the end we decided it was beyond our capabilities. We know quite a bit about the inner workings of a computer, but when you can't even boot up from a CD, the options are limited. Our final conclusion was that not only did the system get corrupted (which likely started with a bad user) but the CD-ROM also failed. The only solution I could come up with was to take the hard drive out of the computer and move it into another computer, reformat, reinstall the OS and then put it back in the computer. But, we're going to hire someone to come take a look at it so we shouldn't have to do all of that ourselves. Whew.
With all of the bad computer karma going on around me lately, I spent Friday night backing up my own computer. And, in the process of backing things up I decided I should also organize my files so I'm not just backing up junk. Organizing makes me think of lizalou, which makes me miss her. She is the queen of organized computers, and I can only aspire to be merely tidy compared to her mastery of organization. But it does feel good to get rid of duplicate and triplicate versions of the same image...I've cleared up almost half a gig already. It sure adds up fast, doesn't it?
The rest of my weekend isn't much to write about. I refuse to comment on the debacle that was the KU vs. K-State game on Saturday. Sunday was a busy shopping day with the parents to find some new living room furniture--it's amazing how exhausting shopping can be.
I'll end this post with a comment I found on a troubleshooting website. "So, what did you do before it broke all by itself?" Nothing, I swear.
Here's hoping no more computers around me crash in the near future. Keep your fingers crossed. And as I was warning my coworker, you have to make sure you cross an odd number of things. If you cross two fingers on each hand they cancel each other out, so you have to make sure to cross your arms or your legs as well. ;)
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Tis the season...
...to be sick. At least that seems to be the way it always is for me. It seems like I've been sick a lot lately, and I can tell you I'm sick of it! Between migraines and the worst bout of stomach flu I've had in at least five years, I've been barely existing for awhile. But now I seem to be back to normal, for a little while at least. Let's keep our fingers crossed. I managed to stay healthy during Christmas at least, and I've managed to avoid the cold going around our office this week.
Christmas was a lot of fun and, though I had a hard time getting into the spirit of things this year, I ended up feeling far from scroogey during the holiday itself. Mom was moved to tears with her presents and Dad and I got to go out for awhile on Christmas day to utilize our new toys: a GPS and digital camera. We had a wonderful Christmas dinner and even went to two masses on Christmas eve. That was good considering I didn't make it to church the weekend before because I was too busy puking my guts out.
I had Monday off from work, so I got together with neowolf and lizalou and we rented Kronk's New Groove. It was hilarious, by the way, and right up there with the first movie, so I highly recommend it. The only part in it that was really iffy was Yzma's strangely out of place song. Otherwise, it was awesome. I need to see it again though to remember the quotes. We also spent some time completely revamping our graphic novel concept. That went really well and we made a lot of progress. I'm excited to get to work on it again.
This week has been a little stressful at work considering the bosses are out of town and things that have been sitting on the shelf for months have a tendancy to come up and rear their heads when the bosses are gone. So, it's been a bit hectic trying to get everything taken care of for the clients. But the week's almost over now and we have monday off...whew. It's been nice though because I went out to eat with my fellow artist earlier in the week and wandered around the River Market. That was a lot of fun and that BBQ sandwich was awesome. Then, today, I went out to eat with the G man and Big Bold D at the Thai place down the street. I've had some good eatin' this week. Especially when you throw in the pizza we ordered for lunch/dinner on monday. I need to be careful or I'm going to start gaining weight again.
Boy, this is a boring post, isn't it? Just my everyday boring life... I'll try to be more exciting next time. :)
Here, I'll leave you with a picture from the chapter of Fruits Basket I just read. It made me weepy and I was surprised by Shigure. I never can nail him down... but I guess that's why he's such a fun character. But I'm still weeping over Kyo... Wah!
Christmas was a lot of fun and, though I had a hard time getting into the spirit of things this year, I ended up feeling far from scroogey during the holiday itself. Mom was moved to tears with her presents and Dad and I got to go out for awhile on Christmas day to utilize our new toys: a GPS and digital camera. We had a wonderful Christmas dinner and even went to two masses on Christmas eve. That was good considering I didn't make it to church the weekend before because I was too busy puking my guts out.
I had Monday off from work, so I got together with neowolf and lizalou and we rented Kronk's New Groove. It was hilarious, by the way, and right up there with the first movie, so I highly recommend it. The only part in it that was really iffy was Yzma's strangely out of place song. Otherwise, it was awesome. I need to see it again though to remember the quotes. We also spent some time completely revamping our graphic novel concept. That went really well and we made a lot of progress. I'm excited to get to work on it again.
This week has been a little stressful at work considering the bosses are out of town and things that have been sitting on the shelf for months have a tendancy to come up and rear their heads when the bosses are gone. So, it's been a bit hectic trying to get everything taken care of for the clients. But the week's almost over now and we have monday off...whew. It's been nice though because I went out to eat with my fellow artist earlier in the week and wandered around the River Market. That was a lot of fun and that BBQ sandwich was awesome. Then, today, I went out to eat with the G man and Big Bold D at the Thai place down the street. I've had some good eatin' this week. Especially when you throw in the pizza we ordered for lunch/dinner on monday. I need to be careful or I'm going to start gaining weight again.
Boy, this is a boring post, isn't it? Just my everyday boring life... I'll try to be more exciting next time. :)
Here, I'll leave you with a picture from the chapter of Fruits Basket I just read. It made me weepy and I was surprised by Shigure. I never can nail him down... but I guess that's why he's such a fun character. But I'm still weeping over Kyo... Wah!
Friday, December 16, 2005
Shock Therapy
It's rare that I talk about American television. I talk about Lost occasionally, but that's about it. Thursday is my TV watching night with my main girls, theCallowQueen and her roomie. We watch Apprentice, and Alias and Lost from the night before. I have choir rehearsals on Wednesday nights so my Lost watching schedule is difficult.
Anyway, it's no secret that Alias has been disappointing me big time over the last season and a half. I have been disgusted with the shallow plot, the half-assed way they tried to "wrap up" the Rambaldi plot which had been my main interest in the show from the beginning and the degradation of the characters into two dimensional mindless zombies. In the case of Nadia, she actually did become a zombie. Nevertheless, I continued watching while Vaughn died unnecessarily (perhaps very necessarily for the heartbroken actor) and Weiss left and Sloan played a regurgitated plot role and Marshall became nothing more than the comic relief. I was sad, but it had become tradition to watch Alias. This season I found myself not minding the new characters too much. I even thought Tom was pretty cool though I realized it was unlikely that we will ever see his backstory. But, for the most part, I've learned to prepare myself for disappointment with the way Alias is now.
Last week's episode was pretty fun with Sark's reappearance. He brought back some of the flavor fo Alias as it used to be. And then there was last night's episode. I thought they were going to pull another one of those, "Oh you thought he was dead, but he's really alive. Ha ha" tricks that they've pulled almost every time someone dies. But instead, they brought Michael Vartan on the show only for an episode that dealt with Sydney's memories of Vaughn and forced her to say goodbye to him. It was touching and sweet and made me remember just how cool the show used to be. The scene in which Sydney "threw her cell phone into the Pacific...twice" I enjoyed especially. I think that psychological stuff like this is one of Alias' strengths (and one of my personal interests) so I enjoyed seeing Sydney take a jaunt through her mind even if it was forced upon her by some evil doctor and even if her lips were so puffy they looked like they were going to eat her face. Vaughn was the old Vaughn I loved before he suddenly--at the beginning of the season--had a prior life, another name and an obsession with Prophet 5. (All I have to say about Prophet 5 is that it better have something to do with Rambaldi, even though that will make it even more of a plot regurgitation.)
So, I was really enjoying the episode--especially the return of the hardball Jack and his interaction with Rene who has a very similar style--and then, in the last thirty seconds, it went from really good to OMGWTF?! Irina Dorevko, spy mommy as she is lovingly called by many an internet Alias fan, showed herself as the one who was holding Sydney captive and ordering the doctor to sift through her memories. It was a complete surprise. There was such a hullabaloo last season about the actress being unwilling to come back on the show, but they finally got her for the last several episodes. Still, I didn't expect her to come back again, at least not without a bit of warning. It was awesome! She is so cool. Even if she is after her own grandbaby.
So, then we watched Apprentice. And I had my second shock of the evening, this time an unpleasant one. I had loved Randal all throughout the show and I was really torn between him and Rebecca at the end. I wanted both of them to be hired, and I really thought the Donald would do it. Then, as the show went on, Randal acted very out of character from what I expected. He was disrespectful to Rebecca and rather cut throat. I was surprised and very disappointed, but I can only think that he was influenced by friends and family during his break from the show to stop being a nice guy and make sure he won at any cost.
Then, the moment of truth came: Randal was the new Apprentice. But then the Donald mentioned hiring Rebecca also, as I had expected. I got excited. I clenched the blanket I was huddled beneath and held my breath. And what did Randal do? He completely lost all of my respect and stabbed Rebecca in the back. She may not be perfect, but few people deserve the abuse everyone put her through. It was disgusting. I'm also peeved at the Donald for just letting Randal decide whether or not to hire Rebecca. I mean, who's the boss here? I really feel no desire to watch the Apprentice again. I'm soured on the whole show.
So, last night was a rather traumatizing night for me with all the shocks. I'm not sure why they affected me so strongly, but it was certainly exhausting. I get way too into my television, don't I? This is one of the reasons why I watch so little TV. The main reason, though, is that most shows on TV right now suck. But every now and then you find a little jewel.
So, how many weeks until we get a new episode of LOST?
Anyway, it's no secret that Alias has been disappointing me big time over the last season and a half. I have been disgusted with the shallow plot, the half-assed way they tried to "wrap up" the Rambaldi plot which had been my main interest in the show from the beginning and the degradation of the characters into two dimensional mindless zombies. In the case of Nadia, she actually did become a zombie. Nevertheless, I continued watching while Vaughn died unnecessarily (perhaps very necessarily for the heartbroken actor) and Weiss left and Sloan played a regurgitated plot role and Marshall became nothing more than the comic relief. I was sad, but it had become tradition to watch Alias. This season I found myself not minding the new characters too much. I even thought Tom was pretty cool though I realized it was unlikely that we will ever see his backstory. But, for the most part, I've learned to prepare myself for disappointment with the way Alias is now.
Last week's episode was pretty fun with Sark's reappearance. He brought back some of the flavor fo Alias as it used to be. And then there was last night's episode. I thought they were going to pull another one of those, "Oh you thought he was dead, but he's really alive. Ha ha" tricks that they've pulled almost every time someone dies. But instead, they brought Michael Vartan on the show only for an episode that dealt with Sydney's memories of Vaughn and forced her to say goodbye to him. It was touching and sweet and made me remember just how cool the show used to be. The scene in which Sydney "threw her cell phone into the Pacific...twice" I enjoyed especially. I think that psychological stuff like this is one of Alias' strengths (and one of my personal interests) so I enjoyed seeing Sydney take a jaunt through her mind even if it was forced upon her by some evil doctor and even if her lips were so puffy they looked like they were going to eat her face. Vaughn was the old Vaughn I loved before he suddenly--at the beginning of the season--had a prior life, another name and an obsession with Prophet 5. (All I have to say about Prophet 5 is that it better have something to do with Rambaldi, even though that will make it even more of a plot regurgitation.)
So, I was really enjoying the episode--especially the return of the hardball Jack and his interaction with Rene who has a very similar style--and then, in the last thirty seconds, it went from really good to OMGWTF?! Irina Dorevko, spy mommy as she is lovingly called by many an internet Alias fan, showed herself as the one who was holding Sydney captive and ordering the doctor to sift through her memories. It was a complete surprise. There was such a hullabaloo last season about the actress being unwilling to come back on the show, but they finally got her for the last several episodes. Still, I didn't expect her to come back again, at least not without a bit of warning. It was awesome! She is so cool. Even if she is after her own grandbaby.
So, then we watched Apprentice. And I had my second shock of the evening, this time an unpleasant one. I had loved Randal all throughout the show and I was really torn between him and Rebecca at the end. I wanted both of them to be hired, and I really thought the Donald would do it. Then, as the show went on, Randal acted very out of character from what I expected. He was disrespectful to Rebecca and rather cut throat. I was surprised and very disappointed, but I can only think that he was influenced by friends and family during his break from the show to stop being a nice guy and make sure he won at any cost.
Then, the moment of truth came: Randal was the new Apprentice. But then the Donald mentioned hiring Rebecca also, as I had expected. I got excited. I clenched the blanket I was huddled beneath and held my breath. And what did Randal do? He completely lost all of my respect and stabbed Rebecca in the back. She may not be perfect, but few people deserve the abuse everyone put her through. It was disgusting. I'm also peeved at the Donald for just letting Randal decide whether or not to hire Rebecca. I mean, who's the boss here? I really feel no desire to watch the Apprentice again. I'm soured on the whole show.
So, last night was a rather traumatizing night for me with all the shocks. I'm not sure why they affected me so strongly, but it was certainly exhausting. I get way too into my television, don't I? This is one of the reasons why I watch so little TV. The main reason, though, is that most shows on TV right now suck. But every now and then you find a little jewel.
So, how many weeks until we get a new episode of LOST?
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Angel Test
This test from lizalou42's site was far too perfect considering my previous post. I got the same result as she did... Hmmm....
Guardian
Class: Archangel
Alliance: Light
You are a caring soul and somewhat of a people
person. You are very concerned about others and
about the world around you. You like connecting
with people and always want to be of help. As a
guardian your role would be to watch over the
human souls on earth and help them when they
are in trouble.
Your Angelic Name: Raphael
Which Warrior Angel are You and Whose Side are You On? (With Anime Pics)
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Guardian
Class: Archangel
Alliance: Light
You are a caring soul and somewhat of a people
person. You are very concerned about others and
about the world around you. You like connecting
with people and always want to be of help. As a
guardian your role would be to watch over the
human souls on earth and help them when they
are in trouble.
Your Angelic Name: Raphael
Which Warrior Angel are You and Whose Side are You On? (With Anime Pics)
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Angelic Inspiration
I've recently noticed that the subject matter of most of the reading I've been doing lately has dealt with angels and demons and a war between heaven and hell. The scary thing is that I didn't even make the connection when I chose which books to read. Is it something subconscious, I wonder...? Perhaps it has something to do with the number of shojo manga which use this subject...
Whatever the motivation for my reading choices, I recently finished Wish, a short, four book series by CLAMP, my favorite group of collaborative ladies in the manga industry. This is an older series of theirs, made before their style matured into mediocrity. The plot centers around a misfit, airheaded angel named Kohaku and her desire to repay a human's kindness with a wish. As can be expected from the first chapter practically, Kohaku eventually falls in love with this human named Shuichiro and this causes all kind of havoc in heaven and hell. But Kohaku isn't the first one to break the taboo. Her mentor and one of the four Angel Masters has also fallen in love with someone she shouldn't, a demon, and the son of Satan no less. It's a tangled story of forbidden love and before the end of the story, the threat of an all-out war between heaven and hell looms on the horizon. In classic Clamp fashion, hints of shonen ai creep in at various points through the story, and heaven has an incredibly cute bunny for a messenger.
One of my favorites aspects of Wish were the omakes at the end of each book. I wish that CLAMP had time to make omakes for their later series. I adored them in Rg Veda, and they were fun in Wish as well. I would love to see them in Tsubasa and xxxHoLic. But alas, they are too busy for their own good. And too busy to finish X... but that's another story entirely.
Speaking of X, the other angelic series I've been reading lately has a major apocalyptic theme centering on the year 1999. I can't help but make the connection between the two. Angel Sanctuary is one of those series I've looked at countless times in the bookstore and considered buying, but I didn't actually decide to pick it up until the art book came out in English and I couldn't resist the beautiful, tragic artwork. I've seen the OVA twice now, and enjoyed it quite a bit though it's rather confusing. The books are barely less so because the story moves rather quickly and involves quite a bit of mythology--even the manga-ka admits she had to cut out more of the plot than she would have liked due to space constraints. Still, I'm enjoying the story a lot despite Kaori Yuki's strange affection for incestuous love quadrangles. She often talks about how weird her tastes are, but I love her even more for her attitude about it.
The story of Angel Sanctuary is a bit more complicated than Wish, but it also involves forbidden love and taboo among angels. There is also an impending war between heaven and hell as well as intrigue among the angels. Heaven is painted as much less righteous in this story, and many of the angels are more corrupt than the demons. Now that I can finally read through the series in order (I had bought the first book and books 4-6 months ago but held off on buying 2 and 3 because they didn't match in design, but I finally decided to buy them anyway, even though the numbers on the side were reversed out of black boxes instead of white on black), I also have the opportunity to get addicted--which I have done. Thankfully, I already own a number of the books, so I shouldn't be stuck on a cliffhanger for awhile.
I don't know if any of the readers of my blog (if there are any of you still out there) will really enjoy this post, but perhaps there is someone out there who will do a search for one of these series and find my brief reviews of them helpful... Otherwise, it's still kind of nice for me to have a record of what I've read.
Whatever the motivation for my reading choices, I recently finished Wish, a short, four book series by CLAMP, my favorite group of collaborative ladies in the manga industry. This is an older series of theirs, made before their style matured into mediocrity. The plot centers around a misfit, airheaded angel named Kohaku and her desire to repay a human's kindness with a wish. As can be expected from the first chapter practically, Kohaku eventually falls in love with this human named Shuichiro and this causes all kind of havoc in heaven and hell. But Kohaku isn't the first one to break the taboo. Her mentor and one of the four Angel Masters has also fallen in love with someone she shouldn't, a demon, and the son of Satan no less. It's a tangled story of forbidden love and before the end of the story, the threat of an all-out war between heaven and hell looms on the horizon. In classic Clamp fashion, hints of shonen ai creep in at various points through the story, and heaven has an incredibly cute bunny for a messenger.
One of my favorites aspects of Wish were the omakes at the end of each book. I wish that CLAMP had time to make omakes for their later series. I adored them in Rg Veda, and they were fun in Wish as well. I would love to see them in Tsubasa and xxxHoLic. But alas, they are too busy for their own good. And too busy to finish X... but that's another story entirely.
Speaking of X, the other angelic series I've been reading lately has a major apocalyptic theme centering on the year 1999. I can't help but make the connection between the two. Angel Sanctuary is one of those series I've looked at countless times in the bookstore and considered buying, but I didn't actually decide to pick it up until the art book came out in English and I couldn't resist the beautiful, tragic artwork. I've seen the OVA twice now, and enjoyed it quite a bit though it's rather confusing. The books are barely less so because the story moves rather quickly and involves quite a bit of mythology--even the manga-ka admits she had to cut out more of the plot than she would have liked due to space constraints. Still, I'm enjoying the story a lot despite Kaori Yuki's strange affection for incestuous love quadrangles. She often talks about how weird her tastes are, but I love her even more for her attitude about it.
The story of Angel Sanctuary is a bit more complicated than Wish, but it also involves forbidden love and taboo among angels. There is also an impending war between heaven and hell as well as intrigue among the angels. Heaven is painted as much less righteous in this story, and many of the angels are more corrupt than the demons. Now that I can finally read through the series in order (I had bought the first book and books 4-6 months ago but held off on buying 2 and 3 because they didn't match in design, but I finally decided to buy them anyway, even though the numbers on the side were reversed out of black boxes instead of white on black), I also have the opportunity to get addicted--which I have done. Thankfully, I already own a number of the books, so I shouldn't be stuck on a cliffhanger for awhile.
I don't know if any of the readers of my blog (if there are any of you still out there) will really enjoy this post, but perhaps there is someone out there who will do a search for one of these series and find my brief reviews of them helpful... Otherwise, it's still kind of nice for me to have a record of what I've read.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
New Faces New Places
So here I am, sitting my desk in our new office finally updating my blog (in between bites of leftover spaghetti). Between the packing and the moving and the unpacking and the drama and the new people and the last minute hot projects... my work life has been insane. Unfortunately, I've been so exhausted by my work life that my personal life has been nearly non-existent the last few weeks. Add to that the stomach flu I had a couple weeks ago and the migraine that wiped me out for the first portion of this week, and I know I have been more than a little antisocial--not by choice, though.
Anyway, I don't really feel like going into all the drama which has accompanied this move of our office, so I'll just say that we're finally settling in and it seems to be working out pretty well. The artists have a great view of the River Market from our room and up until a few minutes ago I was enjoying watching the flurries of snow fly past the windows. Then we decided closing the blinds might keep some of the heat in (our office has heating issues right now) and sacrificed the view for warmth.
We moved our office in with a PR company so we have some new faces in the office. They've all been really friendly and fun to work with so far, so it's a good thing. We're such a small place to start with that it's refreshing to have more people around.
Though I'm about ready to run up to the third floor and tell the woman who has been stomping around up there nonstop the last few days to take her clogs off and walk barefoot. I've never heard a person walk so loudly in an office. Oh boy, now she's dragging things across the floor. We really need a broomstick to pound against the ceiling.
Anyway, I don't really feel like going into all the drama which has accompanied this move of our office, so I'll just say that we're finally settling in and it seems to be working out pretty well. The artists have a great view of the River Market from our room and up until a few minutes ago I was enjoying watching the flurries of snow fly past the windows. Then we decided closing the blinds might keep some of the heat in (our office has heating issues right now) and sacrificed the view for warmth.
We moved our office in with a PR company so we have some new faces in the office. They've all been really friendly and fun to work with so far, so it's a good thing. We're such a small place to start with that it's refreshing to have more people around.
Though I'm about ready to run up to the third floor and tell the woman who has been stomping around up there nonstop the last few days to take her clogs off and walk barefoot. I've never heard a person walk so loudly in an office. Oh boy, now she's dragging things across the floor. We really need a broomstick to pound against the ceiling.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Miscellaneous Addendum
We are moving our office this week, so there are boxes, boxes, boxes everywhere! And where the hell did I put my pens? Poor Sephiroth will no longer glare at me from the wall and the Endless family portrait with cats will no longer adorn my workspace. I have no cute, tiny stuffed animals to keep me company, and I won't know the date becuase my desk calendar has already been packed. So, I can look at the date on my computer, I know... I'll stop whining now. Unfortunately, the wall scrolls and goofy stuffed animals/toys, etc will likely never return to my workspace. I'll be sharing a room with three other people now, and I don't think they'll probably appreciate my taste. Besides there probably won't be room for such things.
I had a good but busy weekend. I went to a birthday party on Friday and saw the new Harry Potter movie. I approve for the most part, though I'm getting annoyed with how Hogwarts just keeps getting bigger and more luxurious with every movie. The Griffindor common room looks so overdone. I liked how it was before because that was exactly how I imagined it. Now it's like a gaudy hotel suite. I thought all the Triwizard tournament stuff was pretty much how I imagined it. Harry's transformation when he went under water was a little bit much, but other than that, I thought it was fairly accurate. The Quidditch World Cup was awesome as well.
One of my major complaints about the movie though would have to be Dumbledore. He was way too emotional and angry in this movie. The Dumbledore of the early movies (granted, the actor is no longer with us, but the new actor could still act a little more like the original) was very quiet and reserved which is how imagine Dumbledore. Yes, he gets angry at times, but he DOES NOT throw tantrums. Grrr.... And lastly, let's talk about the Weasley hair. Ron's bad hair could be forgiven considering he was such a jerk in that book, but Fred and George have mullets! Cut your hair boys!
Good things: Snape was hilarious, Harry's crush on Cho continuously cracked me up, and the scene in the bathtub with Harry and Moaning Myrtle was great. Cedric was also very well cast. Sigh. It was sad.
Okay, back to my weekend... Saturday I hung out with lizalou, did some shopping, ate some green tea ice cream, talked some story writing and then went to AM's Bonfire. I had a lot of fun, especially watching R get chased around by Bullet and seeing N give four people a piggyback ride at once. That girrrl's strong! Too bad all the smoke has played such havoc with my voice. I still sound like a frog. Oh well, it was worth it...
And Sunday? Not terribly exciting. I did some laundry, formatted my new draft of my story and played some video games. I also watched the first couple episodes of Yakitate Japan! but it really follows the manga in the beginning so I haven't seen anything new just yet.
Well, here are some memes I stoll from lizalou and took like a week ago but didn't post until now. Yeah, I'm Bert... oh well. And I guess if I'm yaoi, it has to be CLAMP yaoi. :) I think they simply influenced me too much.
Bert
You scored 79% Organization, 63% abstract, and 49% extroverted!This test measured 3 variables.
Here is why you are Bert.
You are both very organized. You almost always know where your belongings are and you prefer things neat. You may even enjoy cleaning and find it therapeutic. Bert is a big neat freak and gets quite annoyed when Ernie makes a big mess.
You both are sometimes concrete and sometimes abstract thinkers. Bert is probably a bit more concrete in his bottlecap collecting addiction and his love of the weather. He does show his abstract side when he sings and performs his "Doin' The Pidgeon" song. You have a good balance in your life. You know when to be logical at times, but you also aren't afraid to explore your dreams and desires... within limits of course.
You are both somewhat introverted. Bert is probably more introverted, because he spends most of his time either with Ernie or alone. Still he has no problem being around other people in his role as chairman of "The National Association of 'W' Lovers." Like Bert, you probably like to have some time to yourself, but you do appreciate spending time with your friends, and you aren't scared of social situations.
You are the Angsty uke! Melancholy and quiet, you seem to be haunted by some bad memories or a dark past. Your greatest fear is loosing everything or everyone you care about, and for
this reason you will shy away from romantic advances.
What type of uke are you?
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You are the Uber Seme! Agressive and dominant, you will always get what you want no matter who gets hurt in the process. You also have a tendancy to be extremely posessive of your uke.
What type of seme are you?
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I had a good but busy weekend. I went to a birthday party on Friday and saw the new Harry Potter movie. I approve for the most part, though I'm getting annoyed with how Hogwarts just keeps getting bigger and more luxurious with every movie. The Griffindor common room looks so overdone. I liked how it was before because that was exactly how I imagined it. Now it's like a gaudy hotel suite. I thought all the Triwizard tournament stuff was pretty much how I imagined it. Harry's transformation when he went under water was a little bit much, but other than that, I thought it was fairly accurate. The Quidditch World Cup was awesome as well.
One of my major complaints about the movie though would have to be Dumbledore. He was way too emotional and angry in this movie. The Dumbledore of the early movies (granted, the actor is no longer with us, but the new actor could still act a little more like the original) was very quiet and reserved which is how imagine Dumbledore. Yes, he gets angry at times, but he DOES NOT throw tantrums. Grrr.... And lastly, let's talk about the Weasley hair. Ron's bad hair could be forgiven considering he was such a jerk in that book, but Fred and George have mullets! Cut your hair boys!
Good things: Snape was hilarious, Harry's crush on Cho continuously cracked me up, and the scene in the bathtub with Harry and Moaning Myrtle was great. Cedric was also very well cast. Sigh. It was sad.
Okay, back to my weekend... Saturday I hung out with lizalou, did some shopping, ate some green tea ice cream, talked some story writing and then went to AM's Bonfire. I had a lot of fun, especially watching R get chased around by Bullet and seeing N give four people a piggyback ride at once. That girrrl's strong! Too bad all the smoke has played such havoc with my voice. I still sound like a frog. Oh well, it was worth it...
And Sunday? Not terribly exciting. I did some laundry, formatted my new draft of my story and played some video games. I also watched the first couple episodes of Yakitate Japan! but it really follows the manga in the beginning so I haven't seen anything new just yet.
Well, here are some memes I stoll from lizalou and took like a week ago but didn't post until now. Yeah, I'm Bert... oh well. And I guess if I'm yaoi, it has to be CLAMP yaoi. :) I think they simply influenced me too much.
Bert
You scored 79% Organization, 63% abstract, and 49% extroverted!This test measured 3 variables.
Here is why you are Bert.
You are both very organized. You almost always know where your belongings are and you prefer things neat. You may even enjoy cleaning and find it therapeutic. Bert is a big neat freak and gets quite annoyed when Ernie makes a big mess.
You both are sometimes concrete and sometimes abstract thinkers. Bert is probably a bit more concrete in his bottlecap collecting addiction and his love of the weather. He does show his abstract side when he sings and performs his "Doin' The Pidgeon" song. You have a good balance in your life. You know when to be logical at times, but you also aren't afraid to explore your dreams and desires... within limits of course.
You are both somewhat introverted. Bert is probably more introverted, because he spends most of his time either with Ernie or alone. Still he has no problem being around other people in his role as chairman of "The National Association of 'W' Lovers." Like Bert, you probably like to have some time to yourself, but you do appreciate spending time with your friends, and you aren't scared of social situations.
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You are the Angsty uke! Melancholy and quiet, you seem to be haunted by some bad memories or a dark past. Your greatest fear is loosing everything or everyone you care about, and forthis reason you will shy away from romantic advances.
What type of uke are you?
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You are the Uber Seme! Agressive and dominant, you will always get what you want no matter who gets hurt in the process. You also have a tendancy to be extremely posessive of your uke.What type of seme are you?
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Thursday, November 03, 2005
Special Powers
I had an awesome dream last night in which I was a telekinetic. Don't know where that random thought came from, but it was really cool. I wasn't very good at using my powers, unfortunately, but I had just discovered I had them so it makes sense that they were weak. The majority of the dream involved me picking up and moving around various objects with my mind. Then I ran into my friend lizalou and she discovered she was a telekinetic also. We were moving inanimate objects all over the place and showing people and freaking them out. Then we did some research online and found out that there were only 3000 people in the universe who had that power. Don't know really what that means, or why it was the "universe" instead of the "world."
Anyway, it was a really cool dream, and I woke up really believing for a few moments that I could move things with my mind if I just concentrated hard enough. But, sadly, I failed.
Thinking about telekinesis inevitably makes me think of that Babylon 5 episode where Talia's former lover shows up and gives her special powers and she finds at the end of the episode that she can fling a penny at the wall. But then all I can think about is her really disturbing conversation with Sinclair in that episode about telepaths making love. If I were going to share intimate details of my life with someone, it certainly wouldn't be with Bran Flake man.
Anyway, it was a really cool dream, and I woke up really believing for a few moments that I could move things with my mind if I just concentrated hard enough. But, sadly, I failed.
Thinking about telekinesis inevitably makes me think of that Babylon 5 episode where Talia's former lover shows up and gives her special powers and she finds at the end of the episode that she can fling a penny at the wall. But then all I can think about is her really disturbing conversation with Sinclair in that episode about telepaths making love. If I were going to share intimate details of my life with someone, it certainly wouldn't be with Bran Flake man.
Monday, October 31, 2005
Why is it always rainy on Halloween? It's odd just how consistent this correlation is... I pity the poor children forced to walk around in genie or fairy outfits with skin exposed to the cold, wet air. Hopefully the weather will clear up for them. I say that, and yet part of me thinks that I hope it doesn't clear up because it never cleared up for me when I was a little kid and I always had to go trick or treating in the rain. And walk up hill both ways too! Yeah!
Anyway, I had a nice weekend. Had fun at lizalou's b-day/halloween party. Worked on some creative stuff. Finished Ouendan (now it's time for the expert level!). Suffered with my addiction to Death Note. I was also really tired over the weekend even though I got more sleep than I should have needed. I also dreamed a lot, so perhaps that was why the sleep didn't seem terribly effective. I feel pretty good today, luckily. And tonight I will get to see the Mirage of Blaze OAV, the sequel. And boy does it look like some yaoi goodness. Oh, yes. And maybe we'll actually get a little bit of resolution to the storyline too. That would be awesome. Speaking of yaoi, I've already decided that I will absolutely have to find some Death Note doujinshi when I go to Japan again--because I will go to Japan again. It will happen. I just know it.
I found some really amusing pictures of Japanese Death Note cosplayers as well. It totally cracked me up. They're very serious about it in the pictures, and for a second I actually thought it was live action. (lizalou, I'm guessing this is where you got that icon from that you were telling me about).
I'm kind of blah today as far as thinking of creative things to say. Partially because I have this weird kink in my neck that's really annoying. But, anyway, enough whining. I'll make another post when I have more to say, I guess...
Anyway, I had a nice weekend. Had fun at lizalou's b-day/halloween party. Worked on some creative stuff. Finished Ouendan (now it's time for the expert level!). Suffered with my addiction to Death Note. I was also really tired over the weekend even though I got more sleep than I should have needed. I also dreamed a lot, so perhaps that was why the sleep didn't seem terribly effective. I feel pretty good today, luckily. And tonight I will get to see the Mirage of Blaze OAV, the sequel. And boy does it look like some yaoi goodness. Oh, yes. And maybe we'll actually get a little bit of resolution to the storyline too. That would be awesome. Speaking of yaoi, I've already decided that I will absolutely have to find some Death Note doujinshi when I go to Japan again--because I will go to Japan again. It will happen. I just know it.
I found some really amusing pictures of Japanese Death Note cosplayers as well. It totally cracked me up. They're very serious about it in the pictures, and for a second I actually thought it was live action. (lizalou, I'm guessing this is where you got that icon from that you were telling me about).
I'm kind of blah today as far as thinking of creative things to say. Partially because I have this weird kink in my neck that's really annoying. But, anyway, enough whining. I'll make another post when I have more to say, I guess...
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Lessons
I had a dream the other night that I was at a flute lesson. I haven't taken flute lessons since high school, but in my dream it was as if I had only taken a break for the summer and had started flute lessons again along with school—though I did comment in my dream that it felt a lot longer than just a summer. I don't remember a lot of details about my dream, in fact it seemed rather ordinary aside from the fact that it was out of date, but it definitely brought back emotions I hadn't felt in a long time. I love music, and I definitely loved it back then, between participating in choir and band in school and Youth Symphony, Wind Ensemble and Flute Choir outside of school. I took flute lessons and voice lessons and competed as a soloist. Looking back, I wonder how I had the energy for all of that—or the time. Of course, back then I had few friends, so socializing took up little of my time.
Anyway, so in my dream I was sitting at my flute teacher's house and we were talking before we started the lesson. I would always try to prolong this part because I really enjoyed talking with my teacher, but also prolonged it because I often failed to practice as much as I should have. I scraped by most of the time on talent I guess, because I could have been a lot better if I had been more dilligent about practicing. But anyway, there were many times when I felt like my flute teacher was a mentor for me in ways beyond music. Always calm, always thoughtful and supportive, Dr. Johnson was often a therapist for me as well as an instructor. I admired her a lot, and now that I think about it, I would say that she was a bit of a role model for me. I can't say I have become anything like her, but I certainly always respected her and looked up to her. She was so elegant in everything she did. Her handwriting was immaculate, she always paused before she spoke and carefully considered her words (a habit I certainly could use a little help with). She was classy and eloquent, and an excellent teacher as well.
So, enough gushing. The question is: why did I have a dream about her? I think I have an idea. I'm feeling a little lost right now, a little confused on my direction in life. All my life I've worked hard, and reaped the rewards of that effort, but there is only one area academically that I would continuously fail. I excelled in music when I was a big fish in a little pond. I even excelled in slightly bigger ponds. But when the pond got too big, when I was asked to perform at an even higher level, I would always reach a point where I crumbled under the pressure. A point where I began to doubt myself. I knew I could do it, but I would doubt myself at a critical moment and drop the ball. And now, I feel like I'm doing the same thing. I'm at that point in my career. I need to reach that next level, but it feel's like climbing a sheer cliff. I'm trying so hard, but there comes a time when it's not about effort anymore; it's about confidence and believing in yourself and pushing yourself beyond your boundaries and overcoming obstacles.
Anyway, so in my dream I was sitting at my flute teacher's house and we were talking before we started the lesson. I would always try to prolong this part because I really enjoyed talking with my teacher, but also prolonged it because I often failed to practice as much as I should have. I scraped by most of the time on talent I guess, because I could have been a lot better if I had been more dilligent about practicing. But anyway, there were many times when I felt like my flute teacher was a mentor for me in ways beyond music. Always calm, always thoughtful and supportive, Dr. Johnson was often a therapist for me as well as an instructor. I admired her a lot, and now that I think about it, I would say that she was a bit of a role model for me. I can't say I have become anything like her, but I certainly always respected her and looked up to her. She was so elegant in everything she did. Her handwriting was immaculate, she always paused before she spoke and carefully considered her words (a habit I certainly could use a little help with). She was classy and eloquent, and an excellent teacher as well.
So, enough gushing. The question is: why did I have a dream about her? I think I have an idea. I'm feeling a little lost right now, a little confused on my direction in life. All my life I've worked hard, and reaped the rewards of that effort, but there is only one area academically that I would continuously fail. I excelled in music when I was a big fish in a little pond. I even excelled in slightly bigger ponds. But when the pond got too big, when I was asked to perform at an even higher level, I would always reach a point where I crumbled under the pressure. A point where I began to doubt myself. I knew I could do it, but I would doubt myself at a critical moment and drop the ball. And now, I feel like I'm doing the same thing. I'm at that point in my career. I need to reach that next level, but it feel's like climbing a sheer cliff. I'm trying so hard, but there comes a time when it's not about effort anymore; it's about confidence and believing in yourself and pushing yourself beyond your boundaries and overcoming obstacles.
Friday, October 21, 2005
Fixed
I think I should have the glitches with my blog fixed. If you are still having viewing problems, please let me know. According to callowqueen I had already fixed the problem for her, though it still showed up when I was testing the page on my PC. Anyway, it looks right on my PC now so I hope it looks right for everyone else as well.
I'm working on updating my website now—a project I've needed to work on for quite some time now... Unfortunately, it's one of those tasks that just gets put off until you get to the point where you look at your design and think, “I could do so much better than that now.’ Then you find yourself wanting to redo it all, but then you'll get distracted before you finish and by the time you get back around to it again you won't like that design either.
So, I'm taking Franklin McMahon's advice and just jumping in, even if it isn't perfect. I can continue adjusting it as I go, but the important thing is to get content up there. Part of the reason I've been holding off on writing more of my fanfic is because I wanted to direct people to my newly redesigned website in the post. I'm pathetic, I know. But maybe I'll actually get that done too if I get the website done. I'm sick of having unfinished projects laying around everywhere. They start to wear on you after awhile.
I'll leave you with a little tidbit I found when I was browsing the internet the other day. The Surrealist has a bunch of random word and name games and I had fun playing around with them. Here are a couple I think you might appreciate.
Infinite Teen Slang Dictionary
yellow dancer
v. to dance with things, with no purpose or reason.
"I can't believe Dad tried to yellow dancer!"
sti fre min
n. slang for a particular chain of fast-food burger restaurants.
"My man, are you coming down to sti fre min's?"
shittah
adj. of a cheap nature.
"Reggie! That's totally shittah!"
good clue
n. a particularly colourful video.
"Homie, where's my good clue?"
shiz
interj. a retort used to warn someone to back away.
"You'd better shiz, Jesse."
clandestine
interj. a statement of strong disagreement.
"Nigel, can I understand your vehicle?" "Clandestine!"
I'm working on updating my website now—a project I've needed to work on for quite some time now... Unfortunately, it's one of those tasks that just gets put off until you get to the point where you look at your design and think, “I could do so much better than that now.’ Then you find yourself wanting to redo it all, but then you'll get distracted before you finish and by the time you get back around to it again you won't like that design either.
So, I'm taking Franklin McMahon's advice and just jumping in, even if it isn't perfect. I can continue adjusting it as I go, but the important thing is to get content up there. Part of the reason I've been holding off on writing more of my fanfic is because I wanted to direct people to my newly redesigned website in the post. I'm pathetic, I know. But maybe I'll actually get that done too if I get the website done. I'm sick of having unfinished projects laying around everywhere. They start to wear on you after awhile.
I'll leave you with a little tidbit I found when I was browsing the internet the other day. The Surrealist has a bunch of random word and name games and I had fun playing around with them. Here are a couple I think you might appreciate.
Infinite Teen Slang Dictionary
yellow dancer
v. to dance with things, with no purpose or reason.
"I can't believe Dad tried to yellow dancer!"
sti fre min
n. slang for a particular chain of fast-food burger restaurants.
"My man, are you coming down to sti fre min's?"
shittah
adj. of a cheap nature.
"Reggie! That's totally shittah!"
good clue
n. a particularly colourful video.
"Homie, where's my good clue?"
shiz
interj. a retort used to warn someone to back away.
"You'd better shiz, Jesse."
clandestine
interj. a statement of strong disagreement.
"Nigel, can I understand your vehicle?" "Clandestine!"
Monday, October 17, 2005
What Weekend?
Dude, I need a weekend from my weekend. It was mostly fun, but I'm totally wiped out from it... I want to curl up in a ball and go back to bed SO BAD!
I took off early Friday (though not as early as expected) to go to Lawrence with neowolf for Late Night in the Phog (who knew 6:30 was "late night). We ate a wonderful, very filling linner--or dunch, whichever you prefer to call lunch/dinner--at El Mezcal. Then we headed over to Allen Fieldhouse to wait in line. It was a beautiful day for sitting outside, so we didn't mind. Our seats weren't as awesome as the seats we got a couple years ago, but we did get programs though I had to steal one of them back sneakily when one of the people around us tried to steal it (Just because I picked up the M&M's package that I was using as a paperweight for one second doesn't mean I forfeit my right to the program. This isn't capture the flag! You can't claim the base just because I want an M&M!). So, anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, so there are a lot of new players and I'm totally confused because half of them picked the same numbers as people who had just graduated--or left for, ahem, other reasons. It's going to take me awhile to forget that Simien was 23 and Giddens was 15. Gah!
There is also an incredibly cute redhead who is actually from Overland Park on the team this year. Neowolf and I were acting all goofy about him, but then I noticed that he's a redshirted Freshman and I wanted to cry! No redhead cutie on TV basketball games for us! Oh well. Some of the newbies look pretty kickass already talent-wise, though--Mario Chalmers and Micah Downs in particular. The fieldhouse has gotten a major facelift as well. The new scoreboard is pretty cool, though I have to admit I miss the cheesy Rock Chalk animations from the old scoreboard. The videos they played were pretty amusing at points as well, especially when things got shiny. It's difficult to describe, but I can only conclude that though the video was from games in the past, the video itself must be from the future. ;)
So, after Late Night, we made our way back to the car, and then back to KC. We stopped off at my house to pick up some things and then headed for neowolf's new place to meet up with lizalou. We ran to Quiktrip for some beverageonies (ie cappuccino) and then giggled, played some Osa! Tatakae! Ouendan! and Nintendogs on the DS (enough to make me obsessed) and then we watched some Heat Guy J. Funny name for a really good show. It's such a pretty show and I was so tired when we watched it that I thought I might have hallucinated it. The fact that all the characters look like Escaflowne characters didn't help...
We stayed up till 4am or so, slept until 10:30 and then picked up some lunch. Saturday is pretty much a blur because I was so tired, but there was more Heat Guy watching, giddiness about Death Note between lizalou and I and then at some point I made my way home and went to bed--but only after taking a nice long bath. Baths feel so good when you haven't gotten enough sleep, or showered all day.
Sunday, I played my flute at mass, sang with the choir, ran some errands around town, helped my parents on getting the house ready for the carpeting and linoleum people and painted a room. Then this morning I had a 7:30 am doctor appointment, so I had to force myself out of bed, eat breakfast in the living room (yes, our refrigerator is in the living room, as is our dining table and stove. It's so weird!) and head in the opposite direction from work for my appointment. I still ended up getting to work really early so I made this post.
And here we are. Is it naptime yet?
I took off early Friday (though not as early as expected) to go to Lawrence with neowolf for Late Night in the Phog (who knew 6:30 was "late night). We ate a wonderful, very filling linner--or dunch, whichever you prefer to call lunch/dinner--at El Mezcal. Then we headed over to Allen Fieldhouse to wait in line. It was a beautiful day for sitting outside, so we didn't mind. Our seats weren't as awesome as the seats we got a couple years ago, but we did get programs though I had to steal one of them back sneakily when one of the people around us tried to steal it (Just because I picked up the M&M's package that I was using as a paperweight for one second doesn't mean I forfeit my right to the program. This isn't capture the flag! You can't claim the base just because I want an M&M!). So, anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, so there are a lot of new players and I'm totally confused because half of them picked the same numbers as people who had just graduated--or left for, ahem, other reasons. It's going to take me awhile to forget that Simien was 23 and Giddens was 15. Gah!
There is also an incredibly cute redhead who is actually from Overland Park on the team this year. Neowolf and I were acting all goofy about him, but then I noticed that he's a redshirted Freshman and I wanted to cry! No redhead cutie on TV basketball games for us! Oh well. Some of the newbies look pretty kickass already talent-wise, though--Mario Chalmers and Micah Downs in particular. The fieldhouse has gotten a major facelift as well. The new scoreboard is pretty cool, though I have to admit I miss the cheesy Rock Chalk animations from the old scoreboard. The videos they played were pretty amusing at points as well, especially when things got shiny. It's difficult to describe, but I can only conclude that though the video was from games in the past, the video itself must be from the future. ;)
So, after Late Night, we made our way back to the car, and then back to KC. We stopped off at my house to pick up some things and then headed for neowolf's new place to meet up with lizalou. We ran to Quiktrip for some beverageonies (ie cappuccino) and then giggled, played some Osa! Tatakae! Ouendan! and Nintendogs on the DS (enough to make me obsessed) and then we watched some Heat Guy J. Funny name for a really good show. It's such a pretty show and I was so tired when we watched it that I thought I might have hallucinated it. The fact that all the characters look like Escaflowne characters didn't help...
We stayed up till 4am or so, slept until 10:30 and then picked up some lunch. Saturday is pretty much a blur because I was so tired, but there was more Heat Guy watching, giddiness about Death Note between lizalou and I and then at some point I made my way home and went to bed--but only after taking a nice long bath. Baths feel so good when you haven't gotten enough sleep, or showered all day.
Sunday, I played my flute at mass, sang with the choir, ran some errands around town, helped my parents on getting the house ready for the carpeting and linoleum people and painted a room. Then this morning I had a 7:30 am doctor appointment, so I had to force myself out of bed, eat breakfast in the living room (yes, our refrigerator is in the living room, as is our dining table and stove. It's so weird!) and head in the opposite direction from work for my appointment. I still ended up getting to work really early so I made this post.
And here we are. Is it naptime yet?
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
tests
A few tests I borrowed from lizalou. I'm too tired at the moment to be very philosophical about them.
| Your Blog Should Be Green |
 Your blog is smart and thoughtful - not a lot of fluff. You enjoy a good discussion, especially if it involves picking apart ideas. However, you tend to get easily annoyed by any thoughtless comments in your blog. |
| You Are Internal - Realist - Powerful |
You feel your life is controlled internally. If you want something, you make it happen. You don't wait around for things to go your way. You value your independence and don't like others to have control. You are a realist when it comes to luck. You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random. You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you... But you do your best to try to make your own luck. When it comes to who's in charge, it's you. Life is a kingdom, and you're the grand ruler. You don't care much about what others think. But they better care what you think! |
| You Are a Henna Gaijin! |
 You're not Japanese, but you wish you were! You can use chopsticks with your eyes closed, and you've memorized hundreds of Kanji. You even answer your phone "moshi moshi." While the number of anime videos you've seen is way higher than the number of dates you've been on, there's hope. Play the sexy, mysterous gaijin, and you'll have plenty of Japanese meat. |
| Your Hair Should Be Purple |
 Intense, thoughtful, and unconventional. You're always philosophizing and inspiring others with your insights. |
Friday, October 07, 2005
Technical Difficulties
Thought I would mention to Internet Exploder users for the PC:
I am now aware that you are having viewing issues with my blog, namely that the post start several pages down. I'm working on fixing the problem. That's what I get for not double-checking and testing my own stuff as much as I do my work stuff.
I am now aware that you are having viewing issues with my blog, namely that the post start several pages down. I'm working on fixing the problem. That's what I get for not double-checking and testing my own stuff as much as I do my work stuff.
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I suppose it's about time I browsed some forums and did some brainstorming about all the mysteries of LOST. I think I held off so long partially because I didn't want to spoil myself and partially because I wanted to develop my own theories without influences. Then I decided I was stupid and lazy and far too obsessed with far too many things to actually spend enough time studying and reawatching LOST to find all the clues. Why go to all that effort when thousands of other nerdy fans have already done that work for me?
So, anyway, I came across some interesting bits of info and theories amongst all the driftwood. Everyone and their dog has a theory about the numbers though I've yet to see anyone point out that the last number is the answer to the life, the universe and everything. The introduction of the Dharma initiative in the most recent episode also raises a number of interesting theories. Combined with the strange quote from Jin at the end of the preview that apparently was actually a clip from some interview with the actor, and the fact that the man in the orientation video was Asian, some have theorized that Jin does speak English and was sent to this island by Sun's father who owns the whole Dharma initiative project. I think that's a little farfetched, but it's funny how people get all bent out of shape over previews. There's also some crazy theory about a book some one made up with a theory about the numbers and genetic mirroring or something... If it sounds too good to be true that's because it is.
Anyway, I thought these websites were rather interesting:
Oceanic Airlines
Hanso Foundation
This is also rather funny. If you go to the official website here and click on the barcode at the bottom and type in "theislandiswaiting" you get a pretty amusing bit of "discarded" script.
Lost Website
Also, I've found some discussion about the number 108 (the sum of the numbers in the sequence), including some that echoes my own thinking. I've included a couple of quotes on the subject:
"The number 108 is highly auspicious in the Buddhist religion. Buddhist mallas ("rosaries") have 108 beads; it is a custom among Japanese Buddhists to ring a large bell 108 times at the beginning of each year for new year's luck; and among some sects of Buddhism, there are said to be 108 human beings who could have achieved nirvana or buddhahood, but have chosen to reincarnate on Earth to serve suffering humanity."
"We encounter the figure 108 frequently in Buddhism, now once as the number of large Bodhisattvas, then as the number of mental disorders against which boeddha offered Dharma-doors, which means treatments."
"could this be the relation between 108 and sick. And could it be that Dharma doors 4-8-15-16-23-42 are the "doors" to be used (is there a door for every mental disorder)????"
"did they open the hatch on the 40th day? maybe they will open one on the 80th 150th 160th 230th and 420th day..."
I also hadn't noticed that the shark which attacks Michael and Sawyer has the Dharma symbol on it... That makes me think that it and the other examples of a "security system" do have something to do with the Dharma Initiative after all.
Well, enough theorizing for now...
So, anyway, I came across some interesting bits of info and theories amongst all the driftwood. Everyone and their dog has a theory about the numbers though I've yet to see anyone point out that the last number is the answer to the life, the universe and everything. The introduction of the Dharma initiative in the most recent episode also raises a number of interesting theories. Combined with the strange quote from Jin at the end of the preview that apparently was actually a clip from some interview with the actor, and the fact that the man in the orientation video was Asian, some have theorized that Jin does speak English and was sent to this island by Sun's father who owns the whole Dharma initiative project. I think that's a little farfetched, but it's funny how people get all bent out of shape over previews. There's also some crazy theory about a book some one made up with a theory about the numbers and genetic mirroring or something... If it sounds too good to be true that's because it is.
Anyway, I thought these websites were rather interesting:
Oceanic Airlines
Hanso Foundation
This is also rather funny. If you go to the official website here and click on the barcode at the bottom and type in "theislandiswaiting" you get a pretty amusing bit of "discarded" script.
Lost Website
Also, I've found some discussion about the number 108 (the sum of the numbers in the sequence), including some that echoes my own thinking. I've included a couple of quotes on the subject:
"The number 108 is highly auspicious in the Buddhist religion. Buddhist mallas ("rosaries") have 108 beads; it is a custom among Japanese Buddhists to ring a large bell 108 times at the beginning of each year for new year's luck; and among some sects of Buddhism, there are said to be 108 human beings who could have achieved nirvana or buddhahood, but have chosen to reincarnate on Earth to serve suffering humanity."
"We encounter the figure 108 frequently in Buddhism, now once as the number of large Bodhisattvas, then as the number of mental disorders against which boeddha offered Dharma-doors, which means treatments."
"could this be the relation between 108 and sick. And could it be that Dharma doors 4-8-15-16-23-42 are the "doors" to be used (is there a door for every mental disorder)????"
"did they open the hatch on the 40th day? maybe they will open one on the 80th 150th 160th 230th and 420th day..."
I also hadn't noticed that the shark which attacks Michael and Sawyer has the Dharma symbol on it... That makes me think that it and the other examples of a "security system" do have something to do with the Dharma Initiative after all.
Well, enough theorizing for now...
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Landmarks Are Made to Be Destroyed
It's an interesting quirk of the human psyche that as much as we enjoy seeing monuments built as a landmark for generations to come, we also enjoy imagining what it would be like to see those monuments destroyed, to watch them all come tumbling down. Perhaps I should have said it was a sick, twisted quirk. But it is true nonetheless. All you have to do is watch an action movie.
Destruction is interesting to watch. This has something to do with its speed, and something to do with the fact that we rarely get to see such events personally. Creation usually takes a long time; it requires vision and dedication to see it through to its end, and though its interesting to see it happen in a time lapse or historically recounted way, it is often too slow to keep our interest. Destruction generally happens very quickly. For all the time and effort it takes to build something from scratch, it can be destroyed in a matter of seconds with disgustingly little effort.
I suppose I've been thinking about this lately because I've been watching too much Full Metal Panic, and it's made me realize that Tokyo Tower is no longer the favorite landmark for destruction in anime. Odaiba, a man made island in Tokyo Bay, is one of the newest targets for fantasy destruction. I freaked when I saw a mecha fight taking place at Tokyo Big Sight, the location where we attended the Tokyo Anime Fair. Though I have yet to see it be destroyed, the enormous ferris wheel on Odaiba has also made an appearance in just about every anime I've seen lately. Too bad I didn't get a chance to ride on it while I was there. (I have a feeling it will be the next landmark to be destroyed by mecha or some kind of apocalyptic circumstance. I'm sure Clamp would be tempted to destroy it if they ever managed to finish X.
Though I don't really enjoy seeing landmarks destroyed I do like seeing places I've visited in animation. Even if it's only for a moment before they're turned into dust.
Destruction is interesting to watch. This has something to do with its speed, and something to do with the fact that we rarely get to see such events personally. Creation usually takes a long time; it requires vision and dedication to see it through to its end, and though its interesting to see it happen in a time lapse or historically recounted way, it is often too slow to keep our interest. Destruction generally happens very quickly. For all the time and effort it takes to build something from scratch, it can be destroyed in a matter of seconds with disgustingly little effort.
I suppose I've been thinking about this lately because I've been watching too much Full Metal Panic, and it's made me realize that Tokyo Tower is no longer the favorite landmark for destruction in anime. Odaiba, a man made island in Tokyo Bay, is one of the newest targets for fantasy destruction. I freaked when I saw a mecha fight taking place at Tokyo Big Sight, the location where we attended the Tokyo Anime Fair. Though I have yet to see it be destroyed, the enormous ferris wheel on Odaiba has also made an appearance in just about every anime I've seen lately. Too bad I didn't get a chance to ride on it while I was there. (I have a feeling it will be the next landmark to be destroyed by mecha or some kind of apocalyptic circumstance. I'm sure Clamp would be tempted to destroy it if they ever managed to finish X.
Though I don't really enjoy seeing landmarks destroyed I do like seeing places I've visited in animation. Even if it's only for a moment before they're turned into dust.
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