A bridge too far.
So, to my undying surprise, I will be attending this year's Winter Comiket, 冬こみ79 for short.
without science we are as the snakes and toads.
So I'm letting my previous two "test" posts stand for posterity, because that is just how I roll. I added a protected area for management and a very basic insert script. (I do mean basic. I'm staring at it now, and it's nothing but a bunch of unformatted form fields. I should be grateful that I bothered to put in labels.)
otherwise we would be as the animals.
this is a test of the new insert script.
otherwise we would be as the animals.
this is a test of the new insert script.
Cultivate another taste.
Been watching the Densha Otoko tv drama lately -- you've probably heard of it.
Ruminating on Alien 9.
Still totally enamored with Alien 9. I first watched it many years ago -- at an anime convention, actually, back when it was still commercially unavailable in the United States. Looking back, it kind of amazes me how much I missed.
Explanatory interlude
I decided to rewrite this part of the site using my un-CMS. Expect posting to be erratic. (Not that it hasn't been already -- what with the unannounced vacation since August and all -- but now I have a new and fascinating excuse.)
It can mean something to you.
Been watching anime. That's all really, but I have so much to say about it. I don't know -- it was formative, and it's still formative, and when I watch some of this stuff I can still feel myself changing. That's what media are supposed to do, right?
increasingly normal.
"California gubernatorial candidate Meg Whitman wants you to watch this dude in a tutu play his sweet bass," according to Fark. And I clicked, and it was exactly what I was expecting. It was uncanny.
My phone knows more Japanese than I do.
I'm pretty impressed with the iPhone's choice of input methods for Japanese text -- first, you've got the standard romaji input on QWERTY, which translates roman characters to Japanese. Easy. Very familiar.