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Y'know, though, if I'm going to be listed, the writer of the original should at least get it right: the Tron story is barely 5,000 words long and hasn't been released yet.

Geez, people. PoE must really be scraping the bottom of the barrel.

So, anyway [A "back to normal" edition]

So, anyway, I'm a little behind in my NaNoWriMo'ing; I'm supposed to be around 16,000 words by the end of the day, but I'm only about 10,000 as of lunch. My characters are talking about things I have yet to have explanations for, but that's okay-- mysteries are just plot points for me to fill in. Maybe this'll even be worth a re-write someday. Getting that cluttered feeling that I get reading O'Brian or Dunnett is really hard when you're making up most of the story from whole cloth. I've also discovered that as I get older I'm happier typing with my eyes closed. Since I can touch-type, this is no hardship. And ever since I've started to type this way, I've become ever-more appreciative of the home key indicators.

Anyway, at lunchtime I managed to get up to a little over 10,000 words and then decided that I needed a break. So I sat back to watch the first half of episode 2 of Mai HiME, and I actually enjoyed it quite a bit. Last night, after dropping Yamaarishi-chan off at her mother's house I reached those magic words, "This in the end of Unit 47." I'm more than halfway through the spoken-word part of the class. I was supposed to start the written at lesson 31, but I've been a bit lax about that. I really should get back on the lesson plan with the written course, but that's actually a quiet moment I need to fit into my schedule, and I don't have many of those other than commute times.

Still, lesson 47 was about school. Words like "study," "attend," "university," "high school," and "student." So watching episode 2 of Mai HiME was fun; the heroine was having her first day of school and I was actually able to follow along with the dialogue. Although around marker 626 one of the characters says what I hear as tanakiyo, which the translator wrote as "Liar!" The closest I can come up with in the dictionary is tanan ki yo, which is idiomatically "What a pain in the neck!"

A curious observation

A few days ago, I stumbled upon the book Freaks: We Who Are Not Like As Others, which is a book about, well, freaks of nature. Circus performers, sideshow oddities, midgets, three-legged men, hermaphrodites, the whole shebang of humanity's epigenetic extremes.

And as I was thumbing through it, I stumbled upon the section entitled "The Not So Jolly Fat People." And as I was looking at it, I realized just how different a world it must have been before World War I. The "fat people" in this book were exceptionally rare, rare enough to warrant a sideshow appearance; but these days such people, while probably not a daily encounter, are commonplace enough to be, well, unremarkable.

Oh, no! Xydexx to be illegal in Norway!

Fresh from PervScan comes news that the Norwegiean Federation for the Protection of Animals has called for a ban on inflatable rubber sheep and "other sex toys shaped like animals." Aw, poor Xydexx. His reindeer art project is going to get him into trouble someday.

And, NSFW, posted for a friend of mine, naked girls wearing glasses. And hey, one of them's reading a comic book. Can't tell what it is, though.

Rough Gay Wolf Sex!

Yeah, the campaign is over, but still, c'mon, it's Rough Gay Wolf Sex!.