Soon, soon I will have Kyou Kara Maou 77!
Eeeeee!
the thoughts and experiences of Heather Meadows
Soon, soon I will have Kyou Kara Maou 77!
Eeeeee!
I would hope they’ve told everyone by now, but if not the following announcement may come as a shock:
Okay, now you’re up to speed.
I mention this only because of an article I came across today:
Nearly half of [British] motorists regularly talk to their cars, giving words of encouragement ahead of a long trip and lavishing praise for a job well done at journey’s end, according to research on Monday.
A survey of 2,000 owners also found 40 percent thought their car had a personality and was capable of being upset whilst 19 percent worried about how their car was feeling.
What has Brooke gotten herself into?!
;>
Today I uploaded a bunch of old pictures to smugmug…basically filling in some gaps, like what on earth I was doing before the year 2005. We got our first digital camera in July of 2000, just in time for Faye and AJ’s wedding. This explains why the pictures generally start in 2000, even though none of the pictures currently in the 2000 subcategory were actually taken with the digital camera. :> Some of my other film pictures may yet exist at my parents’ house, but if so I will have to find them and scan them in before I can put them up anywhere. (Many of them only existed at the apartment, and are gone for good.)
I stopped at the beginning of 2003 because I got tired. A lot of the pictures I saw had stuff I lost in the fire in them, which was irritating, but it didn’t hurt as much as I thought it might. Even when I saw my complete collection of Japan souvenirs from the 2001 trip (and some other stuff, like my Beatrix Potter Peter Rabbit children’s tea set).
There aren’t really any spectacular photographs in these albums; they’re just life pictures, stuff I was doing at the time. You’ll see my second-ever visit to Sean, the trip to Texas, Connor wrapped in a ratty orange towel (so cute!), a freak hailstorm (these pics used to be up elsewhere on pixelscribbles, but I moved them), my surprise birthday visit to Sean, my engagement ring, and a massive party held the first time I visited Kentucky from Georgia. Missing are Logan’s birth in June 2003, Connor’s birthday in November 2003, a few get-togethers at our apartment in 2003, and all of 2004. I’ll put those up later ;P
Now you can like, contact me and stuff.
I’m not trying to dump on Google here; I just think this is cute. I went to my Gmail account today, only to see the following:
I guess they didn’t use their graphical logo for bandwidth reasons. Seeing “Google” written in plain text is kinda funky!
What is even more amusing is the code for this page.
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Ah, mixed CSS and HTML styling. How do I love thee?
There is all kinds of music in the show that isn’t on the first OST. Like the creepy Shinou music, or the updated Maou-mode theme. I need music from episode 40 and beyond!!
(Hey look, character singles. Two songs, with karaoke versions, for 1200 yen! What a deal!)
In other news, I love the art on the Japanese DVDs! Here’s Cheri-sama channeling Shibuya Miko:
I was going to write “wherefore art thou”, but then I remembered that “wherefore” does not mean “where”. Duh.
In any case, I am very antsy.
I really wish I could screencap. I would have posted so many pictures from the last several episodes.
The Great Sage isn’t very attractive to me, but Shinou…drool. (Are they an item? I can’t tell with my rudimentary Japanese skills ;P) Lawrence Weller is also hot, but seeing as he’s basically Conrad with a different haircut, that’s not surprising.
(It’s a little silly that everyone conveniently has ancestors that look almost exactly like them, and use the same voice actors. I was glad to see Cecilie representing the Spitzweg family instead of Stoffel, though.
(Still waiting for the BIG REVEAL of the Wincott descendant. God, I love big reveals.)
Gah. I wish I lived in Japan. I would have seen the episode already!
What a load of crap:
Melissa Kroener was in a grocery last June when her 3-month-old son, Luke, got fussy and hungry.
Kroener, a law student, thought it too hot to breast-feed her child in the car and considered the store’s bathroom “too gross.” An employee offered her a seat at the front of the store.
All went well until a customer noticed and accused Kroener of public indecency. Another employee told her to move.
When I imagine this scene I see in my mind’s eye the old Winn Dixie on Main Street in Nicholasville, where the boys and I used to go hang out while we were visiting Dad. (He lived in an apartment nearby, and that’s about all I want to say about that. It was a rough time, and it’s long past.)
The storefront of that Winn-Dixie was nothing but windows and girders. There were black chairs lined up along the wall near the automatic doors, the toy vending machines and a vacuum/carpet shampooer you could rent. I’m imagining a woman sitting there with her breast exposed for all to see, both inside the store and out.
Even in that case, I don’t think it’s right to force her to move.
The film Tampopo, one of my favorites, is all about food. The end credits scroll past a baby who is breastfeeding. And this isn’t your normal, American-style breastfeeding, where there’s a blanket or something draped over. This is a bare breast, with a baby sucking on it, for the entirety of the credits.
When I first saw it, it was very disconcerting. The breastfeeding seemed to last forever. While intellectually I knew that this was a very natural thing, that the baby was eating, there was a core part of me that was uncomfortable seeing it.
Why?
It’s natural to breastfeed. It’s healthier for the baby. And in today’s busy world, we can’t guarantee that we will be in the privacy of our own home, or that we will have pumped breast milk handy, when the baby needs nourishment. We have things we need to do, and none of us is perfect.
I think this all comes down to the sexualization of the breast.
What, scientifically, does the breast have to do with the sexual act? Nothing. It’s not necessary. It’s very nice to include it, but we all know where the real action happens. Yet in our culture we have so sexualized breasts that we are shocked when we see them.
They’re just breasts.
Is it impossible to see a breast and not be scandalized? Can’t we agree that there are times when breasts are not sexy?
I was poking around my website, deleting old stuff and updating the few static html pages to kindasorta match this design, and I realized that boy is this template chunky. Way too much code. Someday I’m going to have to rewrite this thing…
The old stories, poems, and photography sections are gone. The photos (except for the Rose Tour) are on smugmug. The stories suck and will not be published again. Well, except maybe for that one that wasn’t fiction. But I’m not putting it up right now. The poems are okay and I might stick them up here as blog posts.
But right now I’m tired and want to go to bed!
What can I say, I really like that picture ;P
Maybe I should turn the whole blog pink!
Mainichi: Japanese student missing in US draws little attention
MADISON, Wisconsin — The last time a 20-year-old college student disappeared in this city, the police led a massive search that cost $100,000 and the national media converged to cover the story.
This time, two police detectives are assigned to the case. The media is paying little attention. And the investigation has yielded few clues three weeks after the student’s disappearance.
Some observers say there is one main reason for the difference. The woman who disappeared two years ago was white and attractive. The student who is missing now is male and foreign.
“He’s not female. He’s not attractive. And that in part is what appears to often come up as a criteria in the way that news media attention gets directed,” said Aly Col, who teaches about ethics and diversity at the Poynter Institute, a journalism training center in St. Petersburg, Florida.
The disappearance of Kenji Ohmi of Kyoto, Japan, who took a semester off to learn English in Madison, is drawing comparisons to the case of Audrey Seiler. She was the University of Wisconsin-Madison student who faked her own abduction two years ago. A four-day manhunt ended with investigators finding Seiler in a marsh.
Like Seiler, Ohmi was last seen on a surveillance camera leaving home. He vanished early Jan. 28 from the apartment he shared with two international students near the Capitol and has not been seen since.
Kind of mean to say that the poor guy isn’t attractive ;P But I think it’s a salient point. How many people go missing in this country? And how many do we hear about?
(For spoilers, highlight over the broken and probably incorrect Japanese for some incomplete and very possibly wrong rough translations!)
So.
I’m just kind of…overcome?
I’m caught up on Kyou Kara Maou, up until the one that aired last week. Hopefully I’ll be able to see this week’s episode soon.
It looks like the series is drawing to an intensely climactic close.
I don’t know what to think about Murata. (I mean, 「この世界に太陽は二つは要らない。」て?! WTF?!)
When Conrad gazed up at the pictures of Shinou and the Great Sage, when he thought back on all the things that had happened that had been planned…I started crying. I couldn’t help it. He’s been through so much. Such cruelty. And for what?
The next episode might reveal it…
Lawrence Weller has fantastic hair.
Okay, so my Kyou Kara Maou predictions have been so totally off it’s not even funny.
Man, this show is awesome.
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