I'm SomeGuy, 29 years old, residing in Vancouver, BC, Canada. I've studied English Literature, Chinese Martial Arts, and am currently pursuing careers in writing - possibly even in the anime industry itself.
And I work for this site.
And you should be watching Beck: Mongolian Chop Squad.
Or watching Ranma 1/2.
Or learning about the Shinsengumi.
Or planning to visit Vancouver, The Best Place On Earth (actual marketing motto).
Here at the "Smallville" page, I have my personal blog where I'll post about anything and everything. If ya need me or otherwise need to know anything from/about me, here's where I'll be.
If you're really looking for my more professional, site-type stuff, you wanna head over my "Metropolis" world.
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This past weekend was very performance heavy. On Saturday we had a lion dance and kung-fu performance at the Chinatown Night Market, which went surprisingly well. I just mean in that pretty much everyone did okay, not too many mistakes . . . and in general we were just having fun. Heh, and once again I got to freak out at just how many kids are actually part of the club now. More importantly, though, I got to mess around with that big ol' monk spade a little more . . . I loves mah zombie-killa . . .
Next day after that, we had another lion dance downtown at the Plaza of Nations. I'm still not sure what the event was for, but the whole thing involved a big convention hall/room, 5 different martial arts clubs (with 2 lions each), and a 20-man dragon - that thing was massive! Anyway, our club only needed 4 people and not many people had the free time, so I worked as a tail for another guy. Compared to the Night Market performance, this thing was a total gong show - everything was late, 5 different clubs all with their own styles and stuff had a 5 minute crash course to learn to put on a presentation together, and all in all it was just ridiculous. But whatever, it's done, we helped our fellow club . . . done.
Then I came home and started headshotting PMCs in Metal Gear. It ended well enough.
Random SomeGuy Trivia: my kung-fu group uses Naruto music in our stage performances (along with the more traditional Chinese movie songs); I'm also currently getting the guy to mix "Kodo" by the Yoshida Brothers into the mix.
Oh! One more thing . . . Kei, if you see this before tomorrow and still wanna do that Tuesday guest post thingy, get back to me before it's too late! Otherwise, waywardwarrior, it's all yours.
These days you get a lot of the world's mean glares,
And you're still ducking from bombs bursting in the air . . .
. . . but ya gotta admit, your flag is still there.
Happy Independence Day, guys.
I'll try to set something on fire on the barbecue today in honour of you. Or something.
I only occurred to me after I got home the other night that I didn't set up the Writers Bloc's guest poster for the week. That makes me feel kinda guilty . . . better make sure to get on top of that next week.
Anyway, I'm exhausted and uninspired for some reason, so I'll leave you with dirty Star Wars jokes instead. Cheers:
So last night was interesting . . . to technically celebrate Canada Day (though more realistically to finish off 3 bottles of sake before they went bad), we (the Shinsengumi-types) all went back to the housewarming house . . .
. . . and watched yaoi all night. Boku No Sexual Harassment before dinner, and Gohatto after dinner. It was amusing and messed up all at once.
On the plus side, we finished off most of the sake.
So that was Tuesday . . . skipped out on both theO meetings and kung fu for this. Yeah. Messed up. And I will never be able to look at either corn or bourbon the same way ever again.
