Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Fuji. Is. Too. Freaking. Cool! (PoT 136)

Momo: It's finally 5-4. Fuji-sempai's team has somehow started to catch up, but...they don't have any more time, do they...
Fuji the Younger: It starts now.
Momo: Eh?
Fuji the Younger: Look at my brother's eyes.*

そろそろ何か仕掛けていく

And of course, it isn't long before...

燕返

That's a little something I like to call

PWND.

* I used Anime-Otakus' translation for this conversation, except for this line, because I like my phrasing better than "Look at Aniki's eyes." Since, you know, it makes sense to people who don't know what "Aniki" means.

So there.

Look what I just bought! (Well, preordered...)

MacGyver, I love you!

Monday, November 29, 2004

Umbilical cord stem cell therapy update

I was having trouble finding a good article about this; Yahoo! seems to have the best one so far, but the story isn't highlighted on any of the major portals yet. This seems extremely odd to me, especially since Kerry made stem cell research a major focus of his campaign.

Clinical trials with embryonic stem cells are believed to be years away because of the risks and ethical problems involved in the production of embryos -- regarded as living humans by some people -- for scientific use.
Heh.

This particular successful therapy used umbilical cord stem cells, which means we could go to a donor system instead of creating children for the purpose of harvesting their stem cells. This is a Good Thing. And look at this:

Additionally, umbilical cord blood stem cells trigger little immune response in the recipient [while] embryonic stem cells have a tendency to form tumors when injected into animals or human beings.
This is really a win-win situation. I hope the process can be successfully repeated!

Wow

"The stem cell transplantation was performed on Oct. 12 this year and in just three weeks she started to walk with the help of a walker," Song told reporters at a news conference in Seoul.
I wish Christopher Reeve could have seen this.

Optimists club gives up

"I feel sad," club president Bernard Kensky said.
And this is, indeed, very sad! Except, I suppose, for pessimists.

In all seriousness, I believe that this is more evidence to support my people as islands theory. In modern society, we have so much to worry about in our own lives (whether or not we actually have to worry about it, or we are just creating things for ourselves to worry about, is unknown) that we have no time to worry about others. Case in point: my own life. I don't do a whole lot, when you think about it. I work, try to make dinner, and try to exercise. The rest of my time (in general) is spent on the computer, reading stuff and blogging about it. But when I start to think about adding things to my schedule, like dedicated exercise time, more work, and volunteering, I start to freak out, thinking that I don't have time for anything. There are plenty of things I want to add to my life that are just for me, like studying Japanese or working on starting my own business. When I think about those things, it feels like adding volunteer work on top of all that is ludicrous.

Obviously, this all goes back to my lack of organizational and time management skills. I believe that many people lack these skills, and that this is a huge contributing factor in why subdivisions are collections of unrelated people instead of communities. Nobody gets their shit together. Life is like thought-work; there's no plan anymore, no easy template for everyone to follow in order to achieve happiness. We all essentially have to make our own way in everything, and none of us have been prepared for that.

Unfortunately, instead of asking for help and working with our families and communities to deal with this problem, we instead focus inward, growing further and further away from other people.

It's been awhile...time for a quiz!

Sorry, AJ. All the cool kids are doing it!

You scored as Monica. The neat freak who would do anything for her friends. You're Monica, not always that popular but everyone loves you now.

Monica

75%

Rachel

70%

Ross

55%

Phoebe

50%

Chandler

20%

Joey

15%

Which Friend are you?
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In all, I'm happy with this result. I've always identified the most with Monica; Rachel's more like someone I'd consider for a girlfriend ;> I'm glad Ross is up there, too, because I do consider myself an intellectual, and (unlike the Friends) I was always interested in whatever he was working on in the show.

The placement of Phoebe and Chandler is notable. I find Phoebe quirky and interesting, but I never quite identified with her. Chandler, on the other hand, is a very sympathetic character to me, one I really love. Still, I suppose it's good that I'm more quirky and interesting than sarcastic and dissatisfied with life, eh?

I'm definitely glad that Joey is last ;D

Sunday, November 28, 2004

The visit

I haven't taken a single picture the whole time I've been here.

On Wednesday, after running around to the doctor and the lab, we finally got on the road at around 8 pm. It took us until 4:30 am to get to Nicholasville. When we were in Lexington, on one of those skinny little tree-lined roads, we saw snow flurries--a lot of snow flurries. They were beautiful.

Thursday was Thanksgiving. I got up, miraculously, at a reasonable hour, and made pumpkin dip and corn casserole. We ate at around 4 pm or so. Grandma, Steve, and Jeff didn't come, unfortunately, so it was just Mom, Dad, AJ, Faye, Connor, Logan, Ben, Manda, Dan, and me and Sean. The food was good, though.

It was a little weird; we all just sort of ate, and then went our separate ways. It didn't feel quite like Thanksgiving, somehow.

We spent Friday just hanging around the house. Faye took Connor and Logan to Jackie's house for her family's Thanksgiving, so I spent time with Mom and Dad. Sean and I went out to Chili's for dinner, and then went over to Ben's house and watched Drowning Mona. It was pretty good--I love the Yugos :>

Yesterday, we were supposed to go to Grandma's, but Sean didn't get up until around 3, and he wasn't ready to go until 4. By that time, Grandma wasn't ready to have visitors, so she asked us to please come tomorrow (today) instead. So instead of going out, we stayed in--I messed around on the computer, played pool with Dad, and hung out with Mom, and Sean played his video games (he's been playing Half Life 2 and Lineage II).

Something happened to his computer, I think on Friday...but the days are all blurring together, so I'm not sure. He was able to fix it, fortunately.

We had everyone over, AJ, Faye, Connor, Logan, Ben, Manda, Dan, and Daniel Weinstock, for Chinese food last night. It was good :) Sean and Connor sort of fought over a seat cushion, but Connor was good and didn't fuss about losing the cushion.

Later, I was playing hide and seek with Connor, so I hid in the closet in my old room where Sean has his computer set up. Connor came in and asked Sean if he'd seen me. Sean replied, "It's hide and seek; you have to find her yourself." :D

I read Connor's three books to him while they were still here, and then they went home. I then watched a bunch of TLC/HGTV home decorating shows with Mom. Sadly, none of them were particularly impressive. I tended to like some of the little touches, but not the finished product. It was kind of disappointing.

So today Connor is going to come over to make gingerbread houses, and then we're going to pack up and leave, and stop by Grandma's on our way out of town.

I am going to definitely get some pictures today. I wish I'd gotten some on Thanksgiving. I don't know why I didn't; I even had my camera in the room. Oh well.

It's been a good visit. I've been thinking about what it would be like to move back to the area. I would love to be closer to my family, but I feel like I have a place in Augusta now. I would miss my friends--and I'd miss my job too :> I don't know if I'll ever be able to find a job like that again. The people are fun, and the work is interesting, and I do a lot of different things. I like that.

Sean really ought to stay at the same place for at least 5 years, anyway. Especially since he's going back to school (hopefully) in the spring.

So I guess it's Augusta for now, for us.

Blood typing is "out"

There is no scientific basis for the idea that blood types can give a person insight into her personality, but nonetheless this has been a common cultural idea in Japan for many years. Newer anime fans are always bewildered, for example, by the fact that "data" sheets for their favorite anime girls include blood type alongside such traits as bust, waist, and hips. Due to the commonality of blood typing, the Anime-Manga Roleplaying Network has a blood type section on its character sheet.

However, in Japan, blood typing is, like, totally 1984:

Broadcasting Ethics and Program Improvement Organization, a third-party organization formed by NHK and other broadcasters, has received more than 50 complaints from viewers about programs featuring characterizations based on blood types.
The last paragraph of the article was interesting to me, because while I knew that blood typing had no scientific basis, I didn't realize how dated the process was:

Tatsuya Sato, assistant professor on social psychology at Ritsumeikan University said that characterization by blood types in Japan was extremely popular in the 1980s, but the boom subsided after researchers failed to uncover scientific evidence to characterize people based on their blood types.
The practice hasn't disappeared from anime, though; we know, for example, that Echizen Ryoma is type O and Uzumaki Naruto is type B. (It may be that blood types are used with fictional characters to assist viewers in understanding their personalities. Similar to saying something like "he was on the football team" here in the U.S., it's a gross generalization that is immediately understood.)

Bad teachers

I've been seeing a lot of news lately about teachers in Japan abusing their students. Today we have a story about a teacher of calligraphy (writing Chinese characters with a brush and ink, usually on a large scroll) who molested a female student.

The teacher of Daito Bunkadai Daiichi High School in Tokyo's Itabashi-ku is suspected of touching the breasts and legs of a female student in the calligraphy club room on Nov. 3.
This is pretty much all the information we get about the incident...except for the title of the article:

Calligraphy teacher caught brushing student's breasts


So...he was using his brush? Or was the person writing the article just being particularly inventive? The world may never know.

Saturday, November 27, 2004

Geography Olympics

More than 46,000 Americans have taken part in this online geography competition started by a man with a mission: Roger Andresen, who quit his job as a fibre optic engineer two years ago when he realized most Americans have never heard of Nauru and don't know Cameroon is in Africa.

Working from his home in Georgia -- the U.S. state, not the country -- he created a jigsaw puzzle with pieces shaped like the countries of the world and launched what he calls the "world's biggest ongoing geography puzzle" on the Web.
This is a pretty cool idea.

"Geography is just a building block for understanding what's going on in the world," said Andresen, whose family includes Christian missionaries and who has travelled to 44 countries.

"Being the world's superpower we should be informed voters," he said. "Sitting back and not worrying about these things is terrible, and it might be why the rest of the world doesn't care for us."
Check out the Yahoo! News article here, and play Geography Olympics here.

Now all that's left is to wait for the Olympics committee to sue Andresen for using the word "Olympics"...;P (I swear that happened to somebody, like the Paralympics or the Special Olympics or something, but I can't find a link about it...)

Friday, November 26, 2004

I live

"You never updated your blog," AJ said tonight as we sat in his basement watching Spider-Man on Fox, "to tell all your friends you made it here safe."

So, here's a post, telling you I made it here safe. :)

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

All's well that ends well

I'm still annoyed, especially because I had to wait over an hour for my doctor to show up for our appointment--and the office didn't even realize I was coming. But I seem to be fine, just a heavy period, and Sean's up and has already taken his shower and eaten, so that's a couple of hurdles right there.

We'll be heading to Kentucky soon :)

Some good news

I've lost 14 pounds, I realized yesterday. I've had to buy new pants.

Bloodwork drama, resolved

Here's the timeline of events. All times except the first one are exact, because they coincide with logged calls on my cell phone.

~8:40: I arrive at the laboratory.
9:00: The laboratory says they don't have the paperwork. I call my doctor's office several times. No one answers. As I don't have my doctor's cell phone number in my phone, I go home.
9:15: I call my doctor directly. She doesn't answer.
9:31: My doctor calls me back. She suggests I call the office back continually, and says she will call them too.
9:35: I call the office. I get voice mail. I decide not to bother trying to call again.
9:41: The office calls me. Here's where things get ridiculous. The girl, "Tiffany" or something, is apparently put out because my doctor called her. She says, "We have this problem with them all the time when we send faxes the night before. We sent it." She then adds, "You could have called us from there." I interject, "I did, several times. Is there a number I have to press to get a person?" She is befuddled by this and doesn't give me a straight answer, instead going back to, "We have this problem with them all the time. Tell them this is the second time we've faxed it." I manage to say, "Can I confirm the fax number you have for them?" It turns out they have the correct number. I could say, "Why don't you confirm faxes when you send them? It's not my responsibility to facilitate communication between you and the laboratory." However, I do not. We hang up and I go back to the lab.
10:04: I finally have blood drawn. (This time is exact because my mother in law called me while I was in the chair.)

Now I just have to hope that the bloodwork is done by 1 pm, when I'm supposed to go to the doctor.

I've packed all my stuff except for the laptop, which I'm currently getting prepared. Packing goes pretty quickly for me now; I've done it so much that it's easy to determine what I need. So really the only issues are:

  • What is going on with my period
  • How the weather is for the drive
  • Whether or not my husband will ever get out of bed
With those things settled, I will finally be able to go to Kentucky for my RELAXING HOLIDAY WEEKEND :P

I'm so upset

So I'm all worried about what's going on, and wondering if I can go on my trip, and wondering if doing bloodwork this morning will give the lab enough time to have it done by 1 pm when I'm supposed to go to the doctor, and the doctor's office doesn't even bother to fax the stupid bloodwork form in to the lab.

I am so pissed off. I may actually tell off whoever eventually calls me to tell me what the fuck happened, and I've never told off anyone in my life. There could be a serious problem here and they didn't send in the freaking paperwork!

Maybe I should just go down there and get it myself...damn it all to hell!

After I grab some Japan Brand dinner, I'll use some Japan Brand bath salts and then put on my Japan Brand yukata

This is really fascinating news, especially to me, because I'm interested in how Japanese culture is exported to the US. Will the government's branding of certain items as official Japan products help or hinder trade?

I'm actually thinking it will help, at least initially, because people will know that the government's brand is authentic, and that has value, especially here in the US. The time for me to personally act, on a project which I will not detail here, could be drawing nigh...

It's okay to be intolerant of Christians, white men, and capitalism. Just don't be intolerant of anything else, mmkay?

Because, of course, if anyone else does anything wrong, it's obviously the fault of one of the above three anyway.

This is the message I'm receiving from sites like BoingBoing lately. Since the election, BoingBoing has been highlighting radical Christians. Sour grapes, I'm sure, over the president's "moral victory". I suppose it doesn't matter that I didn't vote for him because of morals, and I really doubt anyone else did either.

The posts have a condescending feel to them, as though the writers are looking at specimens in a jar and commenting on their base habits. With every post, the writers are lining up reason after reason to reject Christianity and to be intolerant of Christians...as though these fringe radicals are in any way representative of the average Christian.

It's really annoying.

Here's the latest, entitled "Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition".

Yes, that is seriously the title.

Thanks, BoingBoing, for your level-headed and fair portrayal of Christianity. I'm sure all your readers appreciate it.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

I am so uncomfortable right now. If you don't want to read about my period, skip this post.

You've been warned.

Ugh, ugh, ugh.

I have had to change my tampon every two hours since last night. I woke up in the middle of the night about to leak everywhere. Tonight promises to be no different, except now I have the added bonus of the irritation of jerking stuff out of myself and cramming more stuff back in repeatedly for the past 24 hours. Let's just say that my vagina is not pleased.

I feel like I am impaled on a huge spike, and little bursts of pain are tingling out away from the spike and dancing through my abdomen, especially the back of my hips. And my lower back hurts--it's been hurting for days now. I worked through it by moving furniture and staying active the other day, and it felt better, but it never quite subsided, and sitting down or going to bed always makes it worse.

Since this amount of blood flow is abnormal for me, I called the doctor, so now I have to go have bloodwork done in the morning, and then go see her at 1. We are supposed to leave for Kentucky tomorrow, for Thanksgiving. I guess we'll be getting in late, if we manage to go at all. Especially if I'm still having to change my freaking tampon every two hours.

This totally sucks and I hate it.

So I guess the sky is falling

[Investment banking giant Morgan Stanley's chief economist Stephen Roach's] prediction: America has no better than a 10 percent chance of avoiding economic "armageddon."

Roach sees a 30 percent chance of a slump soon and a 60 percent chance that "we'll muddle through for a while and delay the eventual armageddon."
We're doomed!

Quick, everybody, let's freak out! I'll start processing the papers for our move to Canada (or maybe Great Britain; Cory Doctorow seems to get on all right over there)--you start emptying the bank accounts and changing all our currency over!

Someday, when I have server-side blogging software with CATEGORIES, I will name a section 'Sudbury'.

[15:44:22] <Sabrewolf> The rest of my relatives are in Sudbury, but I don't want to see them. They're all screwed in the head lately o_o So I give them a wide berth LOL
[15:45:37] <COSLeia> hahaha
[15:45:55] <COSLeia> screwed in the head
[15:45:56] * COSLeia dies
* Retrieving #amrn modes...
[15:46:12] * COSLeia changes topic to '<Sabrewolf> The rest of my relatives are in Sudbury, but I don't want to see them. They're all screwed in the head lately o_o'
[15:48:14] <Sabrewolf> ROFL
[15:48:23] <Sabrewolf> They are! They've gone psychotic
[15:49:09] <COSLeia> yes well
[15:49:23] <COSLeia> I thought the way you phrased that was rather...coincidental
[15:50:48] <Sabrewolf> ...LMAO
[15:50:50] <Sabrewolf> Oh God
[15:52:46] <COSLeia> XD
[15:52:49] <COSLeia> I love you, man

The problem of groping

Women in Japan get groped on trains. This fact of life was the subject of a recent study by JR East and the Tokyo metropolitan government. Japan Today and Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough have stories.

Fun with Blogger profiles

Today I updated my Blogger profile, because it was getting stale, and because "Business Manager" doesn't quite describe what it is I do. (Nothing really describes what it is I do, so "Renaissance Woman" will have to suffice.) I also changed the random question, because while I liked my "indelible" answer, I ultimately thought the whole thing was doofy.

While I was in there I added some favorite movies and books and music. Then I started browsing through other Blogger profiles, because it's so easy to just click on the words and have a big chunk of people thrown at you.

I found some really interesting (read: scary) stuff.

First up is a guy who lists his interests as:

angelina jolie, babies, dandelions, zombies, hobbits, Jessi Klein, pumpkin pie, death, world domination, spontaneous combustion, swedish porn, procreation, politics, George Bush, Ashlee Simpson, pop culture.
Yeeeeeeeeeeah.

Then there was a girl who seemed normal enough in her profile, but her posts read like this:

ideally,
all roads lead to home.
how many times then,
would our own roads traverse
our own roads, snarling
to bits
our plans for fits
for jack be quick be nimble?
tripping thick of
greedy finesse. welting
knees upon questing
efficiency, failing blind that
winding faulty path
might, certainly be
the fastest.

the LasTTesT
Double yeeeeeeeeeeah. I guess it's supposed to be poetry? This is why I don't like poems ;P

There are a bunch of people with Blogger profiles and 0 posts. I don't care about those people! Why do they even have profiles? I wish there was a way to automatically exclude them from searches ;P

I did, however, find what appears to be a great blog...and it's a conservative viewpoint, for a change. I'll be adding it to my blogroll shortly...so check out Dalton Hammond.

It would be nice if I could find more interesting girl bloggers...

Monday, November 22, 2004

Ethics and blogging

Blogging was part of the plot of a recent episode of The West Wing, apparently.

The perception of [blogs], as illustrated by the show, is that they are quick to respond but lack the ethics and rules that journalists play by.
Every blogger is his/her own editor. That makes it difficult to toe the line of ethics, as I've touched on before. It's just too easy to write whatever you're thinking, and hit the "publish" button and share those unedited thoughts with the world. I'm so accustomed to this ease that I tend to have trouble writing a journal entry when Blogger is down and I can't use its post form. It's nice, but it's also dangerous, and I think many of us, especially those of us who are 1) newer to the scene and 2) unpublished, are still adjusting.

Saturday, November 20, 2004

Understanding terrorism

I just read a very good article from the New York Times called The Terrorist as Auteur. It examines why the terrorists have chosen to kidnap and behead people. While I wish it had gone into more detail in some places--such as the "Muslim humiliation" argument--I was ultimately impressed by the discussion.

The last three paragraphs especially stuck out to me (emphasis mine):

An accomplished terrorist -- al-Zarqawi is undoubtedly one -- understands us better than we seem to understand him. He knows that the only chance of forcing an American withdrawal lies in swaying the political will of an electorate that, already divided and unwilling, has sent its sons and daughters there. This is where his images become a weapon of war, a way to test and possibly shatter American will. He is counting on our moral disgust and on the sense of futility that follows disgust. Moral disgust is the first crucial step toward cracking the will to continue the fight.

Now let's not be sentimental about American virtue or scruple. Democracies can be just as ruthless as authoritarian societies, and Americans haven't been angels in the war on terror, as the images from Abu Ghraib so plainly show. But the willingness of American democracy to commit atrocity in its defense is limited by moral repugnance, rooted in two centuries of free institutions. This capacity for repugnance sustained the popular protest that eventually took us out of Vietnam. Al-Zarqawi is a cynic about these matters: the truths we hold to be self-evident are the ones he hopes to turn against us. He thinks that we would rather come home than fight evil. Are we truly willing to descend into the vortex to beat him? He has bet that we are not.

But his calculation is that either way, he cannot lose. If we remain, he has also bet -- and Abu Ghraib confirms how perceptive he was -- that we will help him drive us into ignominious defeat by becoming as barbarous as he is. He is trailing the videos as an ultimate kind of moral temptation, an ethical trap into which he is hoping we will fall. Everything is permitted, he is saying. If you wish to beat me, you will have to join me. Every terrorist hopes, ultimately, that his opponent will become his brother in infamy. If we succumb to this temptation, he will have won. He has, however, forgotten that the choice always remains ours, not his.
Great article. Read it.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

"Have you ever looked at an ape? They have no buns."

Running is what sets us apart from the apes, according to scientists. It's very interesting, but I have to say that the line I've quoted as the title of this post is the reason I'm linking to the piece.

They have no buns!!!!

Stinky

No more squatting over a hole in the ground in Beijing? (I'm sure the citizens of that fair city are thanking the Olympics committee profusely!)

Also, here's why men stink.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Updating online menus = evil

Part of my jack-of-all-trades job at 2go-Box is to update the online menus for our member restaurants. I'm doing Stool Pigeons right now.

Apparently, their baby back ribs are "cooked so slow the chef falls asleep".

Just thought I'd share that.

(God, doing menus makes me hungry...)

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

AJ, I saw American Beauty Sunday night

So you can scratch it off your huge list of "Movies Heather Needs To See". :>

I really, really enjoyed the movie. It was tragic, yet life-affirming. It made me really want to, as the tagline goes, "look closer".

Everyone, I highly recommend American Beauty.

About the only thing I don't like about it is the title.

I may do some sort of review later, when I've had more time to digest it. Maybe after I've watched it again. For now, though, I know Sam hasn't seen it, and I don't want to spoil it for him or for anyone else.

So, your homework, children, is to rent American Beauty. Sound off when you've watched it ;D

"Fuck the South"?

Kelly linked today to this site, a vitriolic lambasting of the American "South". As the rant included some links, I followed them to see what they had to say.

Most interesting to me were:

  • this article that states that Massachusetts has the lowest divorce rate in the nation, while the highest divorce rates are to be found in the South. The article lists some possible reasons; the one I found most compelling was "Southern states have a lower percentage of Roman Catholics, 'a denomination that does not recognize divorce'", though the age and education reasons also make sense;
  • this comparison of federal taxes paid versus federal tax money spent, which is drawn from this report. If you look at all the states, you can't say that Northern states lose and Southern states win across the board, but the numbers are still interesting;
  • this piece about the Second Amendment and how its meaning has been defined in court; and
  • this article stating that the South has the highest murder rates in the nation.
There are lots of things I love about Georgia, and the South in general. My opinion is based more on people, and impressions, than it is on facts and figures. I have to say that there are some people and some impressions I've had here that I don't care for, but you can say the same about any place. In regards to the people, sometimes it's just because I don't understand the culture. (Yes, I'm from Kentucky. Whether Kentucky is vastly different from the rest of the South, or it's because my mom's from Michigan and Illinois, or it's just that I have trouble grasping social situations in general, who knows.)

Anyway, at this point I'm just feeling a little confused...I'm not at a point where I want to renounce the South, nor do I want to say that these articles are complete hogwash. Grain of salt time, as usual...but I'm kind of worried that I'll never make a decision on this. Of course, I have no idea what kind of decision I need to make, and what point there would be in making a decision anyway...

All I really know is that right now, I don't hate anyone, north or south (or west, or out in the Pacific, or waaaaaay up there next to Canada, or whatever). I think every place will have its positives and negatives, and every place is worth visiting and learning about. That obviously goes for places outside of the U.S., too.

I don't know if I will ever know enough to decide what's best for everyone. In some ways it's safer this way, because then I won't feel so helpless when I can't do what I feel needs to be done...but at the same time, I think there is something to be said for being confident in your convictions. And really, where world events are concerned, I'm confident's opposite.

"I-I'm O-Negative! Just like him!"

This is some freaky shit right here. Definitely check out those sample panels.

Well, I guess it wasn't blood ;P

So yes. Ewwwwwwwww.

Terrorists, I don't understand you

I don't understand thinking that killing innocent people is a justified means to an end. And I don't understand why you think that kidnapping and killing people who are there to help, who are noncombatants, will make things go your way.

The whole idea of "terrorism" will not work on Americans. To be terrorized, you have to be cowed. Unwilling to fight back. What you are doing will not make us shy away. What you are doing simply cements even more strongly in our minds that you are evil and that you must be stopped whatever the cost.

You apparently killed someone recently who was essentially on your side.

In its statement, her family said: "Nobody can justify this. Margaret was against sanctions and the war. To commit such a crime against anyone is unforgivable. But we cannot believe how anybody could do this to our kind, compassionate sister."
This act, and all the others like it, will endear you to no one. Rather, we will hunt you down, and we will destroy you for what you have done.

It will take a decade or more. But we will do it. Especially if you keep reminding us why we hate you.

From the Wow department

David Lee Roth is training to be a paramedic.

and

A janitor at the University of Great Falls, Montana who recently passed away left the university $2.3 million that he had saved over his long life of hard work.

NBA tells player, "turn off that noise!"

He was also told to "cut that hair" and "get a real job".

Seriously, Vince Carter liked listening to music on his iPod during warmups, but apparently his headphones violated the dress code...so off they go.

What a bunch of Nazis :>

The danger of blogging

There's a story on Yahoo about a Croatian blogger who was working as a diplomat in Washington, D.C. He was recalled to his country due to the content of his blog, though the content that caused the problem is still unclear to me. Yahoo has it that

Croatia has recalled an official from its Washington embassy after he reportedly wrote Web diaries portraying diplomatic life as boring and saying he saw no difference between the candidates in the U.S. election.
But just because he wrote those things doesn't mean those are the reasons.

I looked up his blog nickname, Vibbi, and found this blog post by someone called Zec, who is apparently Croatian. His comments seem to confirm that it was the lack of professionalism concerning his diplomatic duties in the United States that got Vibbi recalled. The last part of Zec's article caught my attention:
For those who aren't familiar with emerging blogosphere here in Croatia, it has differences to foreign blogosphere. The most popular blogging service in Croatia is BLOG.HR which started to educate people about blogs and offer them place for setting up free blogs.
The difference is that in the 6 months blogosphere becomes more information -oriented ,at least according to impact scale ( not communication, learning, projects...) and a true citizen reporting started to raise some seriose questions. The main questions are related to some legal issues ; libel , invasion of privacy and author's intellectual property.

After all, we are small country and the information is spreading very fast over net.
Therefore, it's a need having some sort of disscusion about blogers ethics before it is too late and people get hurt.
I, as you know, am guilty of having hurt people through this blog, so you can see why I found this interesting.

Here's the Google cache of Vibbi's blog. Now, translate it into English!

Just for fun, I tried an online translator...check this out.
Original TextTranslated Text
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Upravo me zvalo. Moram ic negdje. Nastavljam kasnije.
Evo me vratio sam se. Sjedio na nekakvoj skupstini kao predstavnik drzave. Koja cast, mos si mislit. Bilo bi mi draze da sam jucer mogao na koncert Eda Majke. Kazu da je bilo super.
Zvala me ona koja me kao ceka u Zagebu. Hoce doc preko bare da me posjeti. Neka dodje ali nedaj bog da mi ostane. Ne vjerujem joj bas previse.

P.S. Procito u lokalnim novinama da se otvorilo bezbroj escort agencija samo sa potrebe delegate na Skupstinama MMFa i Svjetske Banke.
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Very enlightening, huh? :D

Now they admit it

From Mainichi:

"The submarine erroneously entered Japanese waters for technical reasons. It is regrettable," [Japanese] Foreign Minister Nobutaka Machimura quoted a Chinese official as saying.
I think it's neat that they figured out it was Chinese by the sound of the propellor.

Winter rambles

I love winter, and I love winter clothes. I love how I look right now in winter clothes, too.

I'm wearing an ankle-length skirt, pink and gray and tan and yellow and green--flowers on a patterned background--with my old blue sweatshirt and my new(ish) high heeled black patent leather boots. I don't know if I actually look good or if I'm just really happy with myself right now, but whatever the reason, I'm liking looking in the mirror today :)

This past week I've gotten to wear a lot of cold-weather clothes, and I really love it. I'm going to bring them to Kentucky next week for Thanksgiving :)

I'm really looking forward to going back home. I had to miss Connor's birthday, due to confusion over a job I was applying for and then the fact that Robert went out of town during the time I wanted to be gone. I ended up covering 2go-Box during that time, which was fine, really; nothing horrible happened, and I earned some extra money (which I should be seeing on Thursday--wh00t!).

I feel bad that I won't be able to go to Kentucky for Christmas, but it's only fair to Cheryl and Reid and Grandma Flo that we alternate. Besides, Christmas in Kentucky isn't going to be the same as it usually is...there aren't going to be any presents!

That isn't the main reason for going, or even the reason I really like Christmas...but it will be different. I'm not sure what Mom's going to do. But with the economy the way it is, no one can afford to buy anything.

I told Sean that since my parents aren't doing Christmas, we don't really need to either, but I still need to talk to Cheryl about it and see what she thinks. If they really want to give us presents, then we should at least get them something in return. I'm thinking I can score them a few gift certificates from 2go-Box, if nothing else.

(Speaking of Christmas, I was finally able to wear the black sweatshirt with the white snowflake pattern that Cheryl and Reid got me for Christmas last year. They ended up giving it to me months later, because we didn't see each other at Christmas and then somehow didn't see each other until spring, so I wasn't able to wear it until now. In any case, it's a bit big; Cheryl has trouble estimating my size, I think. But it's a sweatshirt, so no big deal.)

Yesterday and today I had to scrape my windows before going to work. I keep forgetting to allow for this, though, and therefore I keep being late ;P

This morning when I headed down to my car, there was a sheriff's vehicle parked next to it, and the car next to mine had its passenger window completely shattered. Two people, a man and a woman--I guess the owners of the car--were talking with the sheriffs.

All I could think was, "Please don't let the cops see me hotwiring my car." It would have been fun trying to explain that yes, it is my car, no, I didn't steal it, the ignition switch is busted. Then they might ask me how exactly I knew how to make it start without a key. ;P

Fortunately, that didn't happen...they drove off right as I was walking to my car, and they wouldn't have been able to see me through the frost on the windows anyway.

I started the car and got out and scraped all the windows. I didn't say anything to the guy and girl whose car had apparently been broken into. I didn't really know what to say. I thought as I was silently scraping that it was probably odd for me to act like nothing was amiss, that I should say something to them. But I didn't; I just went about my business, and eventually they headed back to their apartment and I drove away. People really are islands.

I forgot to put the rear wiper back down after scraping the window, so when I stopped at the Washington Road/Baston Road turn, I got out of the car and put it back down. I felt like a moron with it dangling off the back like that, but more importantly I was afraid it would break off or something.

Speaking of being a moron, I haven't written at all in days, and my weight seems to be pretty much stuck. I need to write, and exercise, if I want to meet my goals. So I plan to do both today. Hopefully I'll bike with Mari later today, but I'm not sure if it'll work out...it's getting dark so early now that we might not have time when she gets off work. I need to get a bike rack, and then I can just go up to North Augusta and wait for her rather than trying to have her pick me up. That will save some serious time.

I was supposed to bike with Brooke yesterday, but I started feeling sick, so I stayed in, ate chicken noodle soup, and lounged in my nightgown all day. This was apparently the right thing to do, because I feel fine today :) (And by the way, I love wearing my winter nightgown! I love long sleeves! I love snuggling into the extra blanket in bed!)

Speaking of snuggling in blankets, and other warm, delightful winter thoughts, Sean and I are thinking of going away to a cabin for our second anniversary :) I need to do some research, but back when I was planning our honeymoon, I found a few cabins in northern Georgia--in the Appalachians--that will probably do the trick :)

Last night I made a roast. I got this seasoning mix that came with a roasting bag, so I threw the roast in there with some potatoes, carrots, and onions, then poured the seasoning mix on and baked for 2 hours at 350. It was delicious! Good job, McCormick roasting bag! Tonight I'm planning to make sesame chicken. :)

This morning when I went to the bathroom before my daily weighing ;P, I saw something that may or may not have been blood. If it was blood, I could be having my period earlier than expected--I'm still on progesterone, until the 20th, and the period is supposed to start after I stop the progesterone. So, if I am having a period early, that means that my system is trying to work on its own, and I will need to let the endocrinologist know.

However, it might not have been blood.

(Ewwwww.)

I'm wearing a pad just in case. We'll see. I'm obviously hoping that my body is repairing itself and starting to have its own periods.

You know...I'm just happy right now. I'm in a very good mood :)

This weekend, I'm going with Wanda to Christmas in the South, which is some kind of festival, with crafts and things. I don't really know. I think it'll be a great opportunity for Christmas-themed pictures, though. (If any of my friends are reading this and want to tag along, you're more than welcome--let me know.)

I love Christmas. I really do. I've been thinking I'll decorate for Christmas before we leave for Kentucky, but I'm not sure. I've also been thinking about rearranging the furniture in the living room, and that will take some doing, especially if I want to do it before I decorate. We'll have to see what I feel up to doing this week. (Yes, I am crazy.)

Well, I feel like I could keep rambling forever, but I should probably try to see if there's any work to do :> So I'll sign off here.

Monday, November 15, 2004

ZOMG NOES...NOT LANGUAGE CHANGE!!!!!!111

According to a journalist (read: not a linguist) named John Humphrys (paraphrased by Yahoo! News):

The Prime Minister and his ally the U.S. President are mangling the [English] language, destroying its meaning by avoiding the use of verbs, twisting nouns into verbs, and endlessly repeating phrases until they become "zombified".
Dogs and cats, living together--mass hysteria!

I can't believe he's actually written a book about this.

Sunday, November 14, 2004

YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes, I've put 20 pictures into this post. Please indulge me.

Tatsuya on the mound, remembering what Minami said

Minami on the bench

Tatsuya looks at Minami

the chalk bag falls to the ground

Tatsuya tosses the ball into his glove

Tatsuya raises his glove

Tatsuya lifts his front leg, rearing back for the pitch

Nitta holds his bat steady and watches for the pitch

Tatsuya's hand rears back holding the ball

Nitta waits for the pitch

Tatsuya flings the ball forward

Tatsuya flings the ball forward

Tatsuya flings the ball forward and his hat flies off

Tatsuya's hat falls away

Nitta swings...

...and...

...misses

Nitta is filled with shock

Tatsuya's still lunged forward from the pitch

The umpire cries 'Batter out!'

Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, November 13, 2004

Holy crap! These people really wanted to get into the U.S.

Inspectors at border checkpoints have seen it all: people rolled inside carpets, sewn into car seats and stuffed into washing machines, all attempting to be smuggled into the United States.

But inspectors at the Tecate Port of Entry discovered a new twist recently when they encountered a little girl meticulously sealed inside a pinata.
That's just crazy!

Friday, November 12, 2004

Awesome optical illusion

This dragon is so cool. You seriously have to download the movie and watch it. So amazing!

OMG, this is so awesome.

(No, I'm not writing yet. Leave me alone!)

Behold the glory that is RoboDump!

Like sand in an hourglass, so are the days of our lives.

Or something.

Well, apparently it was a Chinese sub! *shakes a finger* Shame on you for lying. (Heading towards China is damning evidence!)

Actually, the first thing I thought when I heard about it was that it was a U.S. sub. I don't really know why we'd be out there, but you know us...we're silly.

When I got home from work today, I piddled around reading webcomics for awhile, queued up some new anime downloads, and then took a nap. I wasn't actually planning on napping until I realized I was really enjoying lying down and decided to stay there. I woke up when Sean got home, and got out of bed.

I didn't write anything yesterday, so I'm a zillion words behind, and I'm not sure when I'm going to catch up. I will try to write some tonight, though, and since it's a weekend I won't have to stop when 10:00 rolls around. Maybe that will help me get a good chunk out.

It seems like I don't like writing during the day. It never seemed to bother me with the AMRN, I don't think. But for this daily writing, I've far preferred to do it in the evening. I don't know if this is a matter of wanting the sun to be down when I write, or if it has more to do with the day being over and me having no other pressures on my mind. I did write one day at work, and that happened because I knew I was behind and because I didn't have much to do that day. I ultimately didn't write very much at work, anyway.

So I'm not sure what the deal is. It could just be procrastination.

I'm trying to think of when I used to do the most AMRN writing. The majority would occur either at my night desk job, or in the evenings after school. I had a weird schedule that meant I slept during the afternoon and got up in the evening to go to work, then went to school after that. Sometimes I would write between work and class at the student center, but that didn't happen a whole lot. The sun was out by then.

I don't know, I'm really starting to wonder if I am unproductive when I'm on my own schedule and when the sun is out. It seems weird, but that's the only real conclusion I can draw.

The journaling I do here doesn't really take any effort. I just write what I'm thinking about, which is (for me) as easy as (or easier than) talking. So I can't really count the fact that I journal at all hours of the day. That, I think, is just fueled by my desire to leave a record of myself and my thoughts.

But anyway, I need to order some dinner and get to work on my book. So I'll stop my meandering thoughts here.

Blergh

I slept for about 7 1/2 hours, including an hour of hitting the snooze button. I've taken my shower, but I still wish I was in bed ;P

I had a bad dream during my snoozing. In it, this friend of Sean's who really annoys me intruded on a thread where I was posting between Neville and Gautier Mazarin (it looked like an AMRN thread, but I am doing nothing of the sort over there). Basically, he posted pretending to be Neville, and took Neville completely out of character. It pissed me off, but all I did on the thread was post as as moderator stating that he couldn't barge in, and that if he wanted to play he needed to submit a character sheet to Admin.

Then, I went outside, and found that my car was steaming violently, and hissing. "Okay, that's the last straw," I yelled, storming back into wherever it was--somebody's house I think--and barging into a room where some people were. "Who freaking drove my car?"

Predictably, Sean's friend stated that he'd driven it. He was all apologetic and smarmy, which made me hate him even more.

"What did you do to it?" I shouted at him. "Did you decide to take it out for some doughnuts or something?"

I've been mad at him recently, for annoying me, so it was like this dream was finally giving me an outlet for those feelings. It was kind of cool.

I'm glad he didn't really mess up my car. My car does that just fine on its own. (New ignition switch: $150!)

And now I'm going to be late for work. Bye!

Thursday, November 11, 2004

You know who's hot?

Hank Azaria.

Seriously, that man is fine.

Heh, I meant that literally

I just realized that in my previous post, when I said "writing a novel", it looked like I was explaining why I wasn't writing a big post. I actually meant writing a novel.

Hee.

I wish I was cool and cutting-edge

I was reading today about jobs at Google. It would be so cool to be an innovator, someone who changes the face of the world.

(Things are slow today, too, but my boss is back from his vacation and may show up at any moment, so I don't want to be caught writing a novel when he arrives...)

leet

This is pretty cool.

Japan news

I read lots of Japan news every day. I link to it sometimes, but a lot of the time I pass by the more horrible things without comment. The toppling of 200 gravestones, for example, is offensive and astounding, but it doesn't even begin to compare to the plumber who kicked his four-month-old daughter in the head until she died. I see more and more stories like that, of child abuse that often leads to death.

I wonder if I am seeing every single child abuse case in Japan, and that's why it seems like so many. If I am seeing them all, then their problem is far less serious than ours.

It is still very disturbing to read.

I've also stayed mostly away from the topic of terrorism, the beheading of Koda Shosei, and the deployment of the SDF in Iraq. This is mostly because we have our own problems in those areas, and if I can't come to a conclusion about what should be done in our case, I can't very well comment on Japan's. Now, the terrorists are telling Japan that "Even the wide oceans cannot protect you all. Your people will for sure be shaken". All I can feel is sadness, and yes, fear. I am, in short, being terrorized. So congratulations, terrorists.

We can't let them win. We just can't.

As for our mysterious sub, early reports suggested that it was a Chinese vessel, but China denies knowledge of the sub beyond what it has heard in the news. Japan's Chief Cabinet Secretary finally stated that since the sub is staying underwater, they can't tell what country it came from.

Finally, in a story that brought some welcome amusement to my morning, Kodansha is being sued for running a photo of a soccer player kissing an actress--alongside an article about how the soccer player is suing someone else for running the photo. You'd think they would have anticipated that...

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Still behind, but I did manage to write more today.

I'm not actually extraordinarily happy with it, but that could just be because I'm tired and I have other things on my mind. The ignition switch in my car is busted, and a replacement will be like $150...$150 I would rather be spending on equipment for my bike. Like a bike rack.

:P

But anyway, here's the update. Maybe I'll like it more tomorrow...or maybe I'll wonder what the hell I was thinking when I wrote it :P

Three unrelated things

Using a high school pimp for at least some of his liaisons, a Chofu doctor named Toma Seizaburo has paid 70 schoolgirls for sex over the past six years.

"I'm glad I was arrested. I couldn't stop myself," officers quoted Toma as saying.
I'm a rabid archivist. I've copied stuff from floppies to hard drives to CDs to DVDs. And I've lost data. The New York Times feels my pain...

In the meantime, individual PC owners struggle in private. Desk drawers and den closets are filled with obsolete computers, stacks of Zip disks and 3?-inch diskettes, even the larger 5?-inch floppy disks from the 1980's. Short of a clear solution, experts recommend that people copy their materials, which were once on vinyl, film and paper, to CD's and other backup formats.

But backup mechanisms can also lose their integrity. Magnetic tape, CD's and hard drives are far from robust. The life span of data on a CD recorded with a CD burner, for instance, could be as little as five years if it is exposed to extremes in humidity or temperature.

And if a CD is scratched, Mr. Hite said, it can become unusable.
Meanwhile, a mysterious submarine has appeared near Okinawa.

Crewmembers of an MSDF P3C anti-submarine patrol aircraft spotted the submarine in seas off Miyako and Ishigaki islands, southwestern Okinawa Prefecture, early Wednesday morning. At 8:45 a.m., Defense Agency Director General Yoshinori Ono ordered the MSDF to chase the submarine after receiving approval from Prime Minister Junichiro Koizumi.
I told you the items were unrelated.

[Addendum]

"Some people are saying digital data will disappear not by being destroyed but by being lost," Dr. Rutenbeck said. "It's one thing to find the photo album of your trip to Hawaii 20 years ago. But what if those photos are all sitting in a subdirectory in your computer?"
Okay, people need to seriously organize their computer files. I don't understand how you can not have an intuitive directory structure in which you can find all your items easily. The "My Documents" folder, in fact, is fantastic, because you can just dump everything there, and then save everything in My Documents. It's not difficult, people. STOP THE MADNESS!

Fucking stupid pharmacists

For a year, Julee Lacey stopped in a CVS pharmacy near her home in a Fort Worth suburb to get refills of her birth-control pills. Then one day last March, the pharmacist refused to fill Lacey's prescription because she did not believe in birth control.
Okay, dumbass, listen up.

You are not Ms. Lacey's doctor.

You are not Ms. Lacey's preacher.

You are in no way qualified to decide whether or not Ms. Lacey can or cannot have a prescription that she was given by a licensed physician unless you can show that it would be harmful to Ms. Lacey due to drug interactions.

I'm sorry that logic apparently has no place in your daily life. I'll try to make this simple for you.

If you do not feel you can morally give Ms. Lacey what she needs to keep from bringing an unwanted child into the world, then pass the job off to another pharmacist. And if you feel that even this would make you party to breaking God's law, then get a different job.

Get this through your skull: people are going to have sex whether you like it or not. Birth control is not abortion. But if people can't use birth control pills, then they will use abortion--legally or illegally--as a form of birth control. The deaths of all of those children will be on your head.

Is that clear enough for you?

Tuesday, November 9, 2004

I'm way behind, man...

Wrote some more tonight. But I'm at just under 20%, with 9886 words, when I should be at 14,516 words (according to my basic mathematical calculations), or 29% done. (It actually looks like there's a dot on the Progress Meter thingy that tells me where I should be at this point. I'm not sure because I don't see anything on the site mentioning that. But look at the thing.)

At any rate, must...write...more...

Evenings are okay for writing, but only if I also include some writing in the morning and afternoon too! o_o

I wrote a little

What can I say, it's a slow day ;P

Anticipation, cont.

I felt the need this morning to write a doctoral thesis on why Revenge of the Sith is going to suck

Apparently this is far more important than, say, writing my book. ;P

Here's the piece, originally posted on Box of Bunnies. The first bit is responding to the argument that "Yes, master" has a less accepting connotation than "Yes, my master", and was therefore used to highlight Vader's progression into service under the Emperor. I later respond to the idea that the suit in the teaser might be empty, and to comments about the cheesy orange eyes. I then fall into pure rant-mode (which is the strongest part of this whole blurb). Check it out :>

Yeah, you're right about that connotation, I think, Dan.  (Though Vader never truly submitted to Palpatine.  He always entertained thoughts of overthrowing him and becoming the emperor/man in charge himself.  Maybe he adopted the "my master" later on in order to try and convince Palpatine that he was sincere.
 
(Palpatine, of course, knew all this, as he was a brilliant evil genius, manipulating Vader's greed towards his own ends.  But I digress.)
 
It still sounds cheesy, but meh.
 
As for the suit being empty, if it's empty, why do the arms need to be shackled up (in the doofiest possible pose)?  I would guess that this is the point at which Anakin is fused to the suit (he is a cyborg, after all, and from recent "leaked" pictures it appears that he loses his leg as well as the hand he already lost.  Those lava injuries are going to be bad, my friends).
 
The Dark Side does (according to comic book/novel canon) degrade the body.  This is why the Emperor is so old; he has his own cloning tank for when his body fully dies, and he uses the Dark Side to transfer his mind to a new cloned body.  (Which looks very buff and Aryan.)  I don't know if this is going to be refuted by Episode III, or if we are going to see that Senator Palpatine is a clone puppet of Sidious, the real Palpatine...or what.  (If the Kaminoans are to be believed, the cloning process does not result in a fully formed adult, like it did in the comics.  But maybe Palpatine uses the Dark Side for that, as well.)
 
So!  Orange eyes could be a sign of the Dark Side decaying you from the inside.  (The Emperor's eyes are orange/yellow, in Jedi.)
 
Regardless.  Here's how I see the progression:
 
First, we have the Holy Trilogy.  It starts with a fable, an epic, that involves the fate of a handful of people as well as the fate of the galaxy.  (And originally, it didn't have stupid slapstick comedy added for no reason.)  It continues into a darker tale, a film that is a lot scarier.  I was afraid to watch it as a kid.  But ultimately, it's not a harmful movie, even allowing for the cliffhanger.  It's life.  Bad things happen.  You deal with them and move on.  Luke's new hand is a symbol of the fact that he's going to keep trying.  Then we have Jedi, which is the weakest (I've argued before that Attack of the Clones is actually better than Jedi, but that really depends on my mood).  This movie wasn't scary, but it had a lot of psychological stuff going on between Luke and Vader.  It also had cute animals dying in a forest, which could be rather scarring.
 
The point I'm trying to make here is that the (original versions of the) Star Wars Trilogy were intelligent movies.  They weren't "films", in the hoity-toity sense.  They're not overly complex.  But they're not dumbed-down, either.
 
But then we get the prequels.
 
The Phantom Menace: What, exactly, was the point of this movie?  What happened here that couldn't have been interjected into Attack of the Clones as flashbacks?  There is no epic, no endearing characters.  We watch, detached, as some people run around fighting for reasons that are unclear.  There's no emotion, no desperation, no need for them to win.  I believe what happened here was a combination of too much complexity (in the plot, concerning galactic affairs) and too much dumbing-down (in regards to the characters, especially the comedic ones, but including others, like the completely pointless Mace Windu, and the inexplicably stubborn Qui-Gon Jinn.  Padme was flat and stale, and Anakin was made of cardboard).  Add in some stupid slapstick comedy and you've got yourself a winner!  ;P
 
Attack of the Clones: Far stronger than TPM, but still not much of a movie.  I had to craft an elaborate explanation for the wooden acting--one which I still cling to, desperately.  This movie is 3/4 exposition, 1/4 climax, and then some hasty denouement that barely squeezes in.  Threepio takes up Jar-Jar's place as Repository of Stupid Humor (though I'll admit to liking his better than Jar-Jar's).  This movie, in an apparent effort to stave off the issue of complexity, has some really, really dumb moments.  Example: Obi-Wan can't find Kamino in the archive.  Jocasta Nu tells him "If it's not in the archive, it doesn't exist."  Obi-Wan is completely baffled by this, because he knows something is there.  The answer is patently obvious, even if you did grow up in a complacent culture with self-important librarians.  But instead we are "treated" to a scene in which a kiddie Jedi points out Obi-Wan's lack of higher brain functions.
 
Due to the dumbing-down process, both TPM and AotC are kiddie movies (which is insulting to children everywhere--maybe I should say they're movies for dogs?--because kids have every right to complex entertainment, damn it).  It's unclear who Lucas was trying to cater to here--families?--but obviously he was trying to cater, rather than just trying to tell a good story.  Or at least, I'd prefer to believe that...and I'd prefer to believe that his edits to the originals are along that vein as well, even though he denies it ;P
 
The third movie, then, following two "family" movies, is supposed to be really Dark and Evil.  But Lucas is committed to keeping it PG, from what I know.  And I'd believe that, from the teaser.
 
Because the teaser is CHEESY!
 
What happens to dark subject matter when it isn't treated with the proper respect?
 
It becomes CHEESY!
 
What's going to happen to Darth Vader, arguably the best villain of all time?
 
He's going to turn CHEESY!
 
Given Lucas' current outlook on filmmaking, there is no way that this film could be anything close to Empire unless someone else directed it.  Therefore, the themes explored in this film are not going to be given the proper weight.  Vader will go from being the symbol of all the evil that lies in the hearts of mankind...to a caricature.
 
I don't know why people are getting excited about this movie.  Everything I see just reinforces the fact that it's going to suck.

Book and diet

I haven't written enough. I need to get off my proverbial ass.

Yesterday I worked from 7 am until around 4:45 pm, with a short break somewhere around 9 when I ran to Publix to grab some nigiri sushi (which sucked, by the way--I'll stick to rolls). When I got home, I sort of putzed around the Internet until it was time for bed. Then I took the laptop back to bed with me, but Sean followed, and my writing was again put off :> Finally I wrote for approximately half an hour, and posted it, and went to bed.

The writing shouldn't be put off until the last minute like that. I need to try to do better today.

Speaking of today, I was planning to go biking with Brooke, but it looks like I have to work until 2 ;P I'm not sure if that will leave us enough time to ride (she has work at 4). I'll have to talk with her about it.

My diet is coming along okay. I'm down 11.5 pounds right now. I'd made it all the way to 12, but then I went up a little, and now I'm going down again. (It's so much fun watching your weight fluctuate every day. Really.)

At any rate, a coworker of mine, who works nights and weekends and who I therefore don't normally see, said to me yesterday, "You've lost weight!" So that's good :D

It's really interesting what a difference 10 pounds can make. Mari's lost about that, too, and she looks great. She's pretty close to an optimal weight, I think. Brooke is too.

I'm behind ;_; But I'll keep working on it!

Customer profiling and rejection

There's an article on ArsTechnica about Best Buy's attempts to get rid of 20% of its customers. (I found it through Slashdot.) I can't really say that I blame them, considering. However, one of the ways to combat the "devils" is customer profiling, which I find intriguing and worrisome at the same time. Profiling could be good, in that it leads employees to give customers what they want, but it could be bad, as the article points out, by marginalizing those who don't fit into any of the nice categories.

An interesting read. I wonder if I'm a Jill?

Strong Bad DVD!

OMG!!!!

I am so buying this.

When it's available.

Oh yeah.

Monday, November 8, 2004

"Like riding a horse"

Mainichi has a very good article about the passengers of the derailed bullet train in Niigata, and how they reacted to the accident. Basically, they all stayed calm and helped each other. That's really admirable given how scary it must have been.

I'm glad they're all safe and sound.

Bunraku--translated!

This is great news! I have been dying to see a bunraku play for ages. Now, if I get the chance to go to Osaka, I'll actually have an idea of what they're saying/doing!

I think I would like to see the play twice...first without any translation at all, and second with the translation :)

Here are a few more bunraku links:

Japan-Zone.com: Bunraku
Japan-Guide.com: Bunraku
The National Bunraku Theater [in Osaka]
Artelino.com: Bunraku
The National Theater of Japan's Bunraku dictionary
The National Theater of Japan's Introduction to the World of Bunraku

There's a mystery/horror anime called Karakuri Zoushi Ayatsuri Sakon, or Puppet Master Sakon, which is all about a boy named Sakon who does bunraku (and solves murder cases). I'm still not sure where Sakon lives, but the OP (which is fantastic, by the way--it's performed by Fukuyama Yoshiki, who many people remember as Basara's singing voice) shows what I believe to be the Fushimi Inari Shrine (check the last picture from this post at Sushicam, and you'll see the torii gates that I believe I'm seeing in the OP). The show is kind of creepy and kind of beautiful.

I'll have you know, though, that I wanted to see a bunraku play long before I ever really got into anime. (You know, back around the time AJ was the one renting anime, and I was the one saying, "No, I don't really like it..." Ah, how things change.)

Sunday, November 7, 2004

The perfect glasses

Thanks to BoingBoing, I have found the perfect pair of glasses. Look at these things.


Unfortunately, Sean doesn't seem to like them as much as I do...:>

FUNNEL CAKE!!!!!!!!!

The Japanese emperor proposed as a propaganda symbol in WWII

A Japanese professor of politics named Kato Tetsuro discovered some recently-declassified documents detailing the U.S.'s propaganda campaign against Japan in the U.S. National Archives, and Japan Today has what I consider to be a teaser article up about it. (Ignore the stupid "who cares?" comment; Japan Today's comment section is absolutely worthless, a quagmire of smallmindedness, intolerance, and idiocy, as I've mentioned before.)

Masanori Nakamura, professor of modern Japanese history at Kanagawa University, said it cannot be claimed that the idea of using the emperor as a peace symbol as presented in the document led directly to the postwar imperial system, but it is significant that the United States harbored such an idea at an early stage in the war with Japan.
This is pretty interesting, and I would like to read the full documents, as well as Kato's article.

I had a "fair" amount of fun yesterday. (Ha!)

Yesterday, I went biking with Brooke and Mari. Then I sat down and wrote a whole bunch. Then, I met up with Brooke and Mari and Brooke's friend Nathan for dinner at Fazoli's, and finally, Brooke, Nathan and I went to the Columbia County Fall Fair. (I was thinking we were going to the Georgia-Carolina Fair, but you know, I have no idea when or where that is.)


The fair was great. I hadn't been to a fair in years. When I was a kid, Mom used to always take me and the boys to the Bluegrass Fair out at Masterson Station Park, which apparently doesn't have a website.

We'd drive into Lexington, park in this huge field, and trek over to the fair, where we'd spend hours exploring, playing games, riding rides, and eating FUNNEL CAKE. Last night was like reliving that experience.

Despite our diets, Brooke and I even indulged in that sinful confection (and we forced Nathan to eat some, too). I have a picture of Brooke and Nathan with the funnel cake, but I'm not allowed to reveal it in public. (Something about a "chess cake dance" has apparently soured Brooke's opinion on pictures...I wouldn't know anything about that, though...) Here, however, is a picture of me sitting on a bench, right after eating FUNNEL CAKE:


You can just pretend this is proof that I ate it.

Brooke and I rode the Sizzler, the Tilt-a-Whirl, and the Himalaya. The Tilt-a-Whirl was, by far, the best. I was so dizzy (and crushed) during the Sizzler that I shouted to Brooke, "I'm not as young as I used to be!" The Tilt-a-Whirl, though, was a lot of fun centripetal force without a lot of whipping my brain around. I don't know, it was just better. The Himalaya was okay, though kind of boring after the Tilt-a-Whirl. I'd forgotten how hard you have to hold on to keep from crushing the person next to you, too.

I was going to play some games, like darts or pool or throwing a ball at stuff, but they were all so expensive :/ Things like that are more fun when you're not the one paying for them, I think ;)

But I did get to ride on the merry-go-round, right as the fair was closing at midnight. Brooke tried to get a shot of me riding, but they all turned out horribly, and therefore they will not be posted.

Here's something fun, though (click for large size goodness!):

WOW!

So, it was a good day. Since I did Denny's for lunch, Fazoli's for dinner, and then had funnel cake, I ended up gaining a pound back--the 40 minutes of biking and the few hours of strolling around the fair apparently weren't enough to counteract those foods' combined evil influence. Still, I'm not unhappy. I think my weight loss is going pretty well, all told, and I had a lot of fun. Hopefully today we'll go riding again, and I'll eat more responsibly :)

Saturday, November 6, 2004

More book!

I wrote a decent amount today :) Check it out.

I may write more later on, but I sort of doubt it. I'm supposed to be going to the Georgia-Carolina (or something) Fair tonight with Mari, Brooke, and a new friend named Nathan. Maybe Chris too. In any event, we're having dinner first, and then the fair is supposed to be open until midnight, so I don't know if I'll feel like writing much when I get back.

Hopefully I'll be on just as much of a roll tomorrow :) I seem to have remembered what I was trying to do. (Writing out a timeline helped!)

Friday, November 5, 2004

Just in case anyone didn't believe me about playing Zuma all the way through

I did it again, and here's a screenshot of my final score.

Meesa beata previous score

Unfortunately, I wasted a lot of lives in 12-7 and 13-1, and this lowered my bonus, so although my score this time was higher than my previous all-the-way-through score, it's not higher by much.

Alas.

Okay, this is just ridiculous

I can't believe this! What is happening to this country?

Actually, I'll tell you what's happening. People are becoming islands. There are no communities. If people would reach out to the people around them, if people would demand accountability from others, if people would stop being so freaking selfish and actually look around them every now and then, we wouldn't have children raising themselves, we wouldn't have nearly as much crime, and we wouldn't have a pitiful educational system.

And presumably, this outreach would also abolish stupid, discriminatory legislation, eventually.

But no. It's not going to happen. "I'm too busy to meet the neighbors. I'm too busy to be active in a community group. My job is more important than other people."

Love

I just read a great article.

Our Traditional Non-Traditional Wedding

"I know that you are very special to Keith, so that means you are very special to us."
That quote was so refreshing to read. I hope Mr. Silberman is right, and this will all be a historical footnote in 20 years.

Holy hell, it's cold this morning

It's almost like Augusta suddenly remembered that it's November.

Yesterday we had a lot of rain, and it cooled off enough then that I could open the windows. I left the windows open all night, and it was pretty chilly in the apartment when I got up.

Still, I was unprepared for the fact that a sweater wasn't quite enough for the ride to work. I could see my breath, and had to keep rubbing my hands together.

It was great!

There's nothing like fall and winter...the cool crispness really makes the skin tingle. I love it.

The secret passageway to my lair

If you ever wanted a bookcase that was really a hidden door to your private office, these folks can do it for you. (Via BoingBoing; this actually is a Wonderful Thing. Unlike, you know, Unwonderful Things.)

I don't know about you, but I have always wanted at least one secret passageway in my house. In fact, I always thought it would be awesome to have a passageway leading to an outbuilding or an underground complex.

My dad wants to build a compound underground, with a little house on top so no one would suspect. I guess that's where I get it from.

The [Password Protected] Book

I haven't written much lately, and what I have written I haven't liked a whole lot. I realize that this is because I'm losing my sense of direction.

I've told Tilya's story, really. I can continue to write anecdotes about how sucky it is to be married to Neville, or I can move on. But I don't know what I'm moving on to.

Yesterday when I sat down to write, I wrote two things that I then completely deleted. The first one was going to be a scene where Tilya finds Neville fencing in the garden. The second one was going to be a scene from the future, when their daughter Celia is having her fifteenth birthday. Thinking about it now, I may be able to use those scenes, but yesterday they were just crummy to me, and I hated them. I had to play a lot of Zuma to clear my mind (weird how that works), and then, when I was working on laundry, it suddenly came to me that I wanted to write a little more about Neville, and so I did.

I'm not sure that I like what I ended up with, but there is no editing during NaNoWriMo and I need to stop freaking out about making it perfect. You'll note that yesterday's entry doesn't even have a real ending. That's bugging the hell out of me. But you know, sometimes you just can't write anymore, and yesterday was one of those days.

I'm looking forward to the weekend, to do some more writing without worrying about work and stuff.

Side Note: You'll find that the archives of the book are now password protected. There's a blurb at the bottom of the main page explaining why. Basically, if I have my whole book readily available to the public on a website, that's the book's first publication...at least in the eyes of some publishers. But this way, I am sharing it with my friends for comment, and the public only sees my latest entry.

So, I'm sure those of you following the book would like to be able to get in and read the archives. I'm not going to post the login information on the book itself, because that would kind of defeat the purpose, but I'm pretty sure listing it here adds enough of a layer of complexity (e.g., people have to come here to get the password, meaning the archives aren't "readily" available to the public). Here's the information:

Username: reader
Password: celia

If you ever forget the login, just come back to this journal and do a search for "password" or "login" to find this post.

And there you have it.

I've found Sean's next MMORPG

Yes, when Lineage II finally gets to that point where there are so many problems that it becomes unfun, like Asheron's Call 2 did, I know exactly where Sean can focus his keen drive to run around huge worlds leveling up, buying clothes and implements for his characters, and going on story quests.

That's right friends...it's Hello Kitty Online World.

Thursday, November 4, 2004

Just saw the Episode III Teaser Trailer

I can now say, definitively, that while Episode III was shaping up to be very cool, it will, in fact, be nothing more than a freakish caricature.

Wow--BitTorrent makes up 35 percent of all Internet traffic

And, of course, the "we own all the art! you can't have it!" people are sitting up and taking notice. Here's a Yahoo!/Reuters/something article.

ZOMG CONSPIRACY!!!!!11

Some guy named Greg Palast is claiming that Kerry won. His entire argument hinges on the idea that exit polls are infallible.

Pretty funny.

Oh! And I (finally) found some "full results" that included third party presidential candidates. Here, according to the Washington Post (.com), is how our friend Michael Badnarik did:

George W. Bush * (R) 58,978,616 51%
John F. Kerry (D) 55,384,497 48%
Ralph Nader (I) 394,578 0%
Michael Badnarik (Lib.) 377,940 0%
Number 4! Not bad, Badnarik! (We'll ignore the fact that Nader did horribly this time around...)

More presidential predictions

Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough has a neat article about all the election superstitions that got blown out of the water on Tuesday, and a couple that were scarily on-target. Fun stuff.

It's a weird time to be a Republican on the Internet

We won. But I basically have to shut up everywhere I go, even on the AMRN, which, you know, I own.

It feels like all the bloggers I read are shocked and horrified at the outcome of this election. (Many haven't posted about it yet, or are avoiding doing so, but their silence, added to previous commentary, makes their opinion obvious.)

Over at BoingBoing, the so-called Directory of Wonderful Things, hateful, anti-Republican rants run rampant--see "Dumbass Republicans" and "Republicans are fucking stupid" (paraphrase).

It was all these people that made me believe Kerry had a good chance of winning, that the election was going to be a lot closer than it was.

There aren't a lot of interesting blogs written by people who make decisions the same way I do. Den Beste pretty much shut his down in favor of an anime fansite. (He was hoping to avoid all the snarking that went on in his email. But as Sean said, he has no idea what kind of hell he has just entered into. Anime fandom should not be underestimated...)

Meanwhile, I've never really found another good blog that explored world events through a more conservative eye, while still being thoughtful and interesting. A lot of what I've seen is spiteful and reactionary. (This is partially why I keep telling AJ he should have a blog.)

I'm glad I voted for Bush. I think he was the best candidate available at the time. I wish there had been someone better, but there wasn't. Kerry would not have focused on the things that I believe need to be focused on at this time.

I just feel like I'm a minority here on the Internet, and I'm wondering why that is.

I don't see either of the two parties as having all the answers. I will tend to go with the Republicans in general because I feel that they are more balanced, but on social issues I am almost completely with the Democrats. Social change needs to occur. Eleven states, including my own, banning gay marriage? First of all, this is a ridiculous thing to even be thinking about when we're at war. What is the point of having this vote now? Secondly, what right should the government have to dictate what kinds of primarily religious, social bonds we can form with each other? Someone on the bruno boards once said that marriage itself should be abolished in the eyes of the state, and that civil unions should be open to anyone--including a parent and child who live together, for example--so that those who have a true connection and who form real "households" could enjoy the same tax breaks as married people do now. This would have the effect of cutting down on marriages of convenience. Meanwhile, people who wanted to could have their religion of choice "marry" them, and they would apply for a civil union in order to reap the tax benefits. I think this idea has some merit to it.

Obviously, then, my beliefs concerning social issues contrast dramatically with those of your typical Republican. However, I don't go completely over to the Democrat side here. For one thing, I will never agree that abortion is right. I don't understand why other agnostics and atheists don't agree. If they truly believe, or are willing to consider, the idea that this life is all there is, then why do they feel that it's okay to take that life away from someone, without asking their opinion first? Why is convenience for those who have lived a little valued over the chance to live at all for an unborn child?

I also don't know if affirmative action works at all. I feel that, especially here in Georgia, the real racism is not going to be curbed until education is improved and more people have access to true dialogue on the subject.

And so, obviously, you see that I feel that education is important. I have my own opinions on our educational system, why it is failing and what we should do to fix it, which as far as I know are not reflected in either party's agenda.

What I'm saying here is, there are things that Bush believes in to his core that I would prefer to have nothing to do with. But that doesn't automatically make Kerry a better choice. The "anyone but Bush" camp is horribly shortsighted, in my view.

I still feel that Bush is the best option we had available to guide us through these troubling times. Now I will just have to sit back, keep my mouth shut on my various blogs and forums, and wait for the outrage to die back down to a simmer.