Birthday • 1983-06-17 Gender •
Male Location • St. Louis Member Since • 2003-08-03 Occupation • Real Name • Christopher (or Chris for short)
Personal
Achievements • running this blog for 4 1/2 years and finally being able to conclude it Anime Fan Since • I watched the original Transformers... I had no idea it was anime at the time... Favorite Anime • Dragon Ball, Bleach, Inuyasha, Naruto, Fullmetal Alchemist, Gintama, Eyeshield 21, Kinnikuman, Death Note, One Piece Goals • to make my happy ending come true by defeating El Diablo, the albino squirrel overlord Hobbies • video games, drawing (yet I have no fan art submitted...), watching anime, etc. Talents • I can change my voice into 10-15 others, maybe more...
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
LS vs. Lenny the Business School Drop-Out Opening Thought my friend Mike, back in 9th-10th grade: "You suck so bad at drawing, you can't even draw air."
Comment Response (02/11/2008)
When I said that I hate "cute" things, I didn't mean women or babies or anything along those lines. I'm talking about those cuddly, ever-so-marketable fuzzy cartoon characters that you can find in any theme park around the world. Hell for me would be an eternity trapped inside an episode of the Care Bears.
Yeah, I get along with my parents. They're the only ones I've got. I might as well love them and cherish the time that I have with them.
That's an empty bag of pork rinds that I had with my lunch on Tuesday. *hears someone say "I don't like pork rinds."* Well, that's fine. I wasn't going to share them with you anyway. I like pork rinds, even though they dry my mouth out pretty fast as if someone dumped sand onto my tongue. I scanned the image because of the goofy cartoon pig. His face has been magnified and highlighted, as you can see. It's a bag of PORK rinds... why is this pig so damn happy? Does he not realize what PORK is? And then they slapped a chef's hat and apron on him, both of which were purchased at Beetlejuice's garage sale. I believe that the pig knows what the pork rinds are. He murdered one of his enemies at the feeding trough and fried him up good. Look at his face again. That's the face of a serial-killing cannibal.
The Package
As I mentioned on Friday, my brother Jeff ordered a package from a bodybuilding website and had it delivered to my place. He wants me to hold on to it until he gets home. Of course, he did this without notifying me in advance (thanks, brother, for forcing me to face that creepy FedEx driver at the crack of dawn). After speaking with him via an online chat, I was given the go-ahead to open it up. Inside were three things. 1) an invoice. 2) a sample-sized energy bar, chocolate/peanut butter flavored. 3) a FIVE-POUND jar of vanilla weight-gain muscle powder. I can imagine Barry Bonds* smiling on the label like a steroid-ified Chef Boyardee.
It's similar to Nesquik or Ovaltine in that you add it to milk, mix it up and drink it. The only differences are that it's vanilla and it supposedly adds muscle mass to your body. My brother is a Marine and some added muscle would help him greatly in Iraq... but he had it sent to St. Louis without expecting me to relay it to him over there. Now I'm stuck with five pounds of muscle powder for the next 3-4 months. I could rip the label off and try to pass it off as a poor man's funeral urn with the vanilla powder being the ashes inside. Sweet, then I can go around doing my kickass Paul Bearer impression.
Japanese TV
One of the many, many, many, many things that I hate is when a TV show or a commercial uses a baby and relies on its "cuteness" factor to fool people into believing that their broadcast/product is any good. Creativity dies as soon as a talking baby is brought into the mix. Don't get me wrong; I don't hate babies. I just hate seeing them in commercials after Lenny the Business School Drop-Out couldn't think of anything better. "Man... I can't think of anything to sell this maple syrup! Think, Lenny. THINK! Oh yeah! BABIES! The suckers out there LOVE babies!" Then we get an infant in a diaper rolling around in Aunt Jemima or something. And the sad thing is that people fall for that stuff every... single... time. The same goes for puppy dogs.
What does that rant have to do with today's video? Absolutely nothing.
This week's video from Japan features women in kunoichi (female ninja) training... or something. Ninja training and Naruto is nowhere in sight. Total time is 3:50 of watching grown women fall into water and smack their faces against assorted items.
Visit Counter
Because of the Vibrant upgrade thingamabob, we no longer have visit/hit counters in the Backroom here at myOtaku. I'm curious about how many visits I receive. To fix that problem, I've added my own counter to the bottom of the page in the Quiz Results area. The starting number I used is an estimate from where it was frozen at a couple of months ago. If you'd like to have a free counter of your own, click on the link down below.
