February 27, 2004
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I'm still trying to picture a horse reading a book:
Wind Whistler is intelligent and articulate, if a little reserved. She has a great thirst for knowledge, and devours books on sight. She seeks to understand the world about her, as she sometimes feels removed from her environment. It is a pity that the other ponies don't appreciate her hard work and accumulated knowledge as much as they should.
Apparently I'm not over online quizzes yet. I'm glad I got a pegusus... but still:
1. Horses can read?! and...
2. How are they holding the book?!
Despite owning over 50 My Little Ponies as a child, I am not familiar with Windwhistler at all.
Check out this one:
You'd think the description would say she wins fighting tournaments by exploding other pony's heads... but uh... you'd be wrong.
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February 25, 2004
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Spilling Stuff
On Monday I was tired from staying up late on Sunday night, so I bought a large coffee, with sugar in it (unusual for me as of late) from the Mud Truck, which dispenses delicious coffee.
I promptly spilt the coffee all over my desk at work, and some splashed onto my G5. This was upsetting because only 1/8th of the original coffee remained. Not to be defeated, I bought a new coffee to replace it. My computer was fine. The IT guy looked around inside with a flashlight. It was also upsetting because I was on time for work (for once) but by the time I cleaned up the coffee it was 20 after.
Last week I decided to do a small load of laudry in the little machine we have in our (decadent, bourgois) apartment. I forgot it only takes 2 tablespoons of soap, and instead put in a full cup or so of detergent. 15 minutes later a tide of foam seeped out of the bottom of the washer.
N. helped clean it up, and I stood around feeling like an idiot.
The idiocy continued yesterday when N. was typing me up new character sheets and discovered that Njal leveled a long, long time ago. From the XP numbers I had written down, I guess I was looking at an XP chart for wizards or somesuch thing.
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February 19, 2004
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Witch Hunter Robin Drinking Game
The dub of Witch Hunter Robin has started airing on Cartoon Network at midnight. After seeing the first two episodes, here's my Witch Hunter Robin Drinking Game:
- Drink every time characters speak over a still background to save money.
- Drink every time Robin, or anyone else, drinks coffee.
- Drink every time CGI is used for no reason. Example: A CGI elevator or window.
- Drink every time someone says "witch."
- Drink every time someone says "craft."
- Drink every time someone says "Robin."
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February 18, 2004
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Super Milk is My Love Child
Several years ago I saw a clip of the show "Super Milk" as part of an exhibit about Japan at PS1. Last year I bought a Super Milk wallet at Otakon... and for Christmas this year I used a gift certificate to Toy Tokyo to buy Super Milk figurines. Having never seen more than 5 minutes of the show, I couldn't really justify my fanatical devotion.
But lo! I found a site that's hosting 6 episodes of the show! At last, I have seen 3 episode in their entirety, and I can safely say that this is my new favorite show.
What is the show about? Well, the official website does have an English page, which describes (with odd font colors and sizes) what the show is about.
Briefly stated, the show consists of Super Milk-chan watching television and commenting on it, then getting a phone call from the President (of Japan), which usually results in a lengthy conversation wherein she makes fun of him. Sometimes Super Milk goes on super hero missions. Mostly she avoids paying the rent.
This show is not really anime, as per the usual definition... the character design is very different. And, where most anime has continuous plot lines that carry the viewer from one episode to the next, Super Milk appears to be very self-contained and episodic in format. Most anime comedy usually has jokes which are based on what's going on in the story and tend towards physical comedy or even puns (classically a character mis-hears one syllable and comes up with a different word, “Otaku-don? What? Oh! You said oyaku-don!” etc.). The humor of Super Milk relies on jokes that make cultural references - kind of like the Simpsons, or Adult Swim shows. (Here’s an example of a cultural joke from the Simpsons: “Alf is back! In pog form!” In order to “get” it, you would have to know of both alf and pog, which were short-lived trends.)
Super Milk appeals to me because of its character design, and because its so different from other shows, but mostly, I find it appealing because I suspect its symbolic of…something. Super Milk has got to represent some segment of the youth of Japan - unemployed TV watchers who dodge rent and make trendy Gen X-er references when they answer the phone. But if that’s so, then why is the President on the show? Does he represent the older generation of the Japanese, continually out-of-touch with youth culture and behind the times? Why does he want to be friends with Super Milk so badly? Super Milk is incredibly cruel to the President! Super Milk is a giant jerk! Why does he keep calling her?
To tell the truth, I probably enjoy Super Milk so much because the jokes go over my head. Even with the translator’s notes on the fansubs explaining cultural references, there’s no way I will ever understand 100% of the humor in Super Milk. Why am so I obsessed with a show that’s comprised of jokes I don’t get?
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February 12, 2004
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The Quest Blog
Right, so the Quest Blog is open for business. I put a capital letter in the URL just to be annoying: http://www.erinfinnegan.com/Quest/
N. wanted this blog to be created so we can keep a compilation of accounts of our journeys in Hal's D&D game. I'd like to see Mr. N. post some sort of mission statement for this blog... but, in short, its supposed to be a place for different characters to post their accounts of what happened (Eorl's being dictated, 'cause he's illiterate), and a place for us to upload scans of maps and clues.
Here's the important bit: Everyone has an account. Your log in is your name, and your password is also so your name, so I suggest you log in and change it. Here are the people I gave accounts to: Hal, Kerry, N., Sam, Adan, AngryRabbit, Dan, Maggie and Takako.
Comments do not appear by default, but you can check the box and allow them if you want on a per-entry basis. N. requested this feature, I think because enteries are supposed to be from a character's point of view, but I'm not exactly sure.
I'm not sure about a lot of things on the Quest blog.
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February 10, 2004
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Nuns and so forth
I've been watching some first episodes of this and that, including Chrono Crusade, which features a nun with a gun performing exorcisms:
And Maria-sama something something, which translates to The Virgin Mary Is Watching You based on a good review on ANN. It was pretty ridiculous. I'll explain more later.
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February 09, 2004
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Balrog on the Bottom
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February 06, 2004
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Probably Shouldn't Have Posted That Last Thing
...but oh well.
Work work work.
I worked 5 days this week, which is amazing. I also got paid for that time a couple weeks ago when I also worked 5 days. That means I made the entire rent payment IN ONE CHECK. Its been super-long since that happened.
Because I am my parent's daughter, I have already spent some of the tiny but glamorous money I've been making, on an Ikea lamp, a DVD, and that Digi Charat hat. But not to worry!!! I'm still in the black.
The nice thing about making enough money is that it feels like I can breath easier. Having no money feels like wearing tight pants, but having just $5 extra at the end of the day feels like wearing relaxed-fit pants.
I assume being a millionaire would be like wearing sweat pants.
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February 05, 2004
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I'm Mixed Company
Something happened very early this morning that stuck in my mind and bugged me for hours. It was the kind of thing I'd normally forget about, but it happened the first thing when I work up, so maybe it just got stuck in my head.
One of my roommates was relaying a phone message to my other roommate, and they said, "But I can't tell you in mixed company." I was the only other person there! I'm mixed company?
Granted, it could have been about a gynocology appointment or menstruation or something, and I guess I wouldn't have wanted to hear about that, or maybe severe constipation or hemmorroids or whatever, but still... the mystery is worse.
I'm mixed company? Maybe the phrasing was just overly polite.
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February 04, 2004
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Maxine Slaughter
Yesterday I had a temp job where I sorted HR folders. I ran across two people who HAD THE COOLEST NAMES EVER:
2. Vicki Elford
1. Maxine Slaughter
Vicki Elford is almost "Victoria Elflord", and Maxine Slaugher may as well be called "Maximum Slaughter." If my name were Maxine Slaughter, I'd go by "Max." Hi, my name is Max. Max Slaughter!
Its too much like Duke Nukem to be a real name.
Today I'm back working on the Barbie movie. All of the characters in that have New York names, like "Hudson", "River", "Delancey", "Chelsea," and "Fresh Kills".
(Fresh Kills being the name of one of the many dogs in the program.)
(At least I assume that's his name. That's what I call him.
(Well, he is a boxer with a boxer costume. I think his name ought to be Fresh Kills.)
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February 02, 2004
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Interesting Spam I Got This Morning
finnish blimp rick sough caption cardiff withstood allegheny commodity predictor
gabon baseboard jonathan chicago
mamma houghton shinbone mayapple tremendous exciton vendor barn
It starts off with the word "Finnish". I think I could derive some sort of fortune from this cryptic message.
"Baseboard"... "shinbone"... this is probably the best spam I've ever read. I know it was written by a robot, but it borders on some kind of robotic poetry.
Oh! And then moments later I got another message:
incumbent contractual sprinkle genitive
jounce gerry scrawl punditry neglect titmouse thicket agrarian wee cassock
boor janitor prestidigitate davison norman cotillion coercion marque curd
Titmouse!! This is awesome.
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