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.
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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).
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So, it's hot as balls here in Vancouver. Outside, it's hot but acceptable being summer, so these days it's sitting pretty at about 25 degrees. That's fine.
Indoors, however, is not so good. The floor of my building is sweltering right now, and I don't know whether to blame the building manager for putting the temp a little high to compensate for the other floors/tenants who would otherwise be freezing, or to blame the laws of convection because I'm at the top of the building.
Either way, I nap, and I wake up with sweat all over my back. I take a cold shower and it makes me feel better for half an hour until I'm back to my glowy, sticky standard.
So yeah. It's hot right now. And I don't have air conditioning. So it's gross. Still, allegedly, Monday should be nicer. It frickin' better be . . .
Reading up about Epic Mickey the other night gave me a craving to watch older cartoons from the '20s and early '30s when Mickey was still a shit-disturber before being put into the straight man position between Donald and Dippy Dawg Goofy. That led to YouTube, which led to TV Tropes, which led back to YouTube after one entry.
Gotta say it. Mickey was a ripe bastard back in the roaring '20s. I present to you, "Plane Crazy" from 1928. Now, the whole 6 minute short is pretty good, but the main part I want you guys to pay attention to (or skip to if you're short on time) to the bits from 4:15 to 5:00:
Mickey, you're a douchebag.
Also, the bit at the 2 minute mark where he rips the tail out of that turkey is a bit of a dick move too. God damn it, Mickey Mouse. You asshole.
Which leads us to another hilarious piece of classic Disney featuring Donald Duck:
It's no Wilhelm, but you know he just died a little inside at that one. Ouch.
Canada Day was fun. The Chinatown lion dance thing was kinda lame and no one really cared, but it's always nice to see all the people from the different martial arts clubs out for those.
The parade downtown was more fun. Lots of people came out, we had a pick-up truck with the drummer in the back, lots of kids carrying flags . . . and myself, I got the big Canada flag, waving it around, doing staff "flowers" with it. Shoulders are a little sore now on account that it was a long pole and I had to twirl high so the flag didn't eat the pavement. Went well, though.
And in other news, I spent a bit of last night watching YouTube videos of people popping back pimples. Then I shared one in chat with someone bored.
