Dear Santa, thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It's Easter now, so I hope I didn't wake you but... honest, it is an emergency. There's a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but I know its not cause at night there's voices so... please please can you send someone to fix it? Or a policeman, or...
Back in a moment.
Thank you Santa.

Wednesday, October 31


Not Nearly Scared Enough Of... Halloween?

You too can build an army of robotic pumpkinny minions!

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Tuesday, October 30


Two Minutes Too Soon

I was taking a nap just now, and I had this dream where I was meeting the Secretary for Somethingorother of a small European country.  I don't remember the name of the country (if it ever came up in the dream), but I do know the name of its two principalities: Frooinzetland and Nuinjipoland.

Because, you see, the Secretary brought his four Undersecretaries - the Political and Social Undersecretaries (for Somethingorother) for Frooinzetland and Nuinjipoland - to the meeting.  And when he introduced them, and then every time after that when he referred to them, he got them mixed up.  I'd ask him a question, and he'd direct it to one of the Undersecretaries, so that if a question involved the social impact of something on the elderly men of Frooinzetland, he'd refer it to the (young, female) Political Undersecretary of Nuinjipoland.

The Undersecretaries never batted an eye; they simply corrected the Secretary as he spoke and handled the questions with perfect aplomb, no matter the topic:
Secretary: Well, I think I can best refer that question to the Social
PUN: Political
Secretary: Undersecretary for Frooinzetland
PUN: Nuinjipoland
Secretary: Who is after all an elderly
PUN: Young
Secretary: Man
PUN: Woman
Secretary: Himself.
PUN: Herself.  We've recently completed a study of that very question, and the statistics show a clear improvement across a broad array of indicators...
When refreshments were served, not only did the Secretary confuse tea and coffee (with and without milk), but directed policy questions to the waitress, who also handled them with perfect aplomb.

Things started to deteriorate as the Undersecretaries (and everyone else present) were tricked into revealing that they were variously gay, transgendered, drug addicts, adulterers, and so on.
Secretary: Well, seeing that the Political
SUF: Social
Secretary: Undersecretary for Nuinjipoland
SUF: Frooinzetland
Secretary: Is a straight
SUF: Gay [strange looks from other Undersecretaries]
Secretary: Woman
SUF: Man [very strange looks - SUF is wearing a dress]
It had all the makings of a classic Monty Python sketch.

But then I woke up before the punchline! frown

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Sunday, October 28


Filed Under...

Those Wacky Japanese / Not Nearly Scared Enough / The Future Is Last Week

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Friday, October 26



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Friday, October 19



So I watch the opening scene of this, and I think to myself, meh, not another Mushishi.

And then the credits roll, and I discover that I am quite correct: This is not another Mushishi.  This is something... different.  The story makes little sense, the artwork is merely adequate, the animation so-so, the voice acting unobjectionable, the music unremarkable.  But it cranks the weirdness up to eleven without becoming either incoherent or merely frenetic, and I have to give it points for that.  I'll be waiting for the next episode, and while you may not feel the same after watching the first, I still recommend that you do.

Amoebas: All of them.

OP & ED after the jump.

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Things You Learn From Anime And Then Wish You Hadn't

Kiviak is a gastronomical Christmas treat from Greenland which, for some reason, hasn't been adopted by many other nations. It's made from the raw flesh of an auk which has been buried under a stone in sealskin for several months until it's achieved an advanced stage of decomposition. Apparently, it smells like old blue cheese and tastes very pungent.
Sourced here; I'll talk about the anime shortly, after I've had some time to... digest.

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Shion No Ou

This is the story of Shion, a young girl who lost the ability to speak when her parents were brutally murdered.  I looked that up on Wikipedia, because I gave up watching it after seven minutes; the blandness of the voice performance being matched only by the blandness of the characters themselves.

The fact that the show seems to have a total animation budget of 85 cents doesn't help either.

Zero amoebas.

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Thursday, October 18


Cutie Honey - The Live

Yes, it's another outing for our robotic quick-change superheroine, and as the name suggests, it's a live-action version.

It is, of course, terrible.  But it has its attractions...


Mikie Hara mightn't be another Eriko Sato, but she still has the essentials.  Cutie Honey is supposed to be a tall busty redhead, and two of those properties being somewhat scarce in Japan, they make damn sure of the other.

And the costume design is less worse than the film:


What's more, there are two other costumed cuties fighting either alongside or against Honey-san (I haven't seen either one yet, so I don't know which):


Rating: Two amoebas for Honey / tokusatsu fans.  One amoeba otherwise.

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Tuesday, October 16


Home Again

Just got home and fired up my email.  Shortly, I expect, I'll have a couple of hundred new messages to read.

I set up webmail before I left so that I could keep tabs on things; unfortunately, it didn't actually work.  So sorry if you've been waiting a couple of days for me to get back to you.  And if it's not urgent, you might be waiting a few more hours yet, as it's nearly bedtime.

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Saturday, October 13


And Do My Shopping At The 7-Thirteen

I don't know how common this is, but it's the pattern I fall into whenever outside factors are removed.  I am not naturally diurnal.

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