November 11th, 2000

scotto monkeypulse


good news badnews.

good news, got my net connection at home working, at last.

bad news, apparently not in time to talk more to my dearest one. She's tucked in bed, deeply a sleepy at this point. Hopefully, I'll get to talk with her tomorrow.

anyhow, got a fresh cartoon from a friend in new york. The poor guy's trying to get me to like anime, but I'm not really much of a fan. some of the storybits are fun, and much of the art is interesting, but to paraphrase sturgeons law, I think that 98% of all the anime I've seen is pooties. (the 2% has been good though, which is why I'll still eyeball some, if it is reccomended to me by someone I trust)

Here's the latest on a big ol' tape of his. (on a borrowed VCR from Tim! Thanks Tim!)

Basically there's a high school student who gets a disease (it was hard to tell what with the fan subbed, billionth-generation tape - but it was probably bone cancer). He takes some special medicine that only gives him a fever for a week. Then, 5 years later, he witnesses a pillar of supernatural light and a ball of ghostly energy passes through him.

From that point on, he sees big spiders on some people's chests and necks. After failing a wide variety of stress checks, he stumbles upon the fact that these spiders are the memories of regret, guilt and shame - and he starts taking them from people and eating them. Sin-eater indeed.

Anyway, he gets addicted and (to spoil the episode) starts going to greater and greater lengths to get these spiders. Then Boogie Pop Phantom herself (the God of Death, what a name for her, eh?) shows up and "collects" him. She says that she's not the one who is killing him though, and points at his chest, where we see all the spiders he's been eating latched onto him.

Very nice stuff.

The show has some strange direction as well. The first two episodes happen at the same time, but have different plots and characters - they just intersect in the middle. I have the feeling that this "same story, different angle" approach will continue. The show itself is also rather odd, drawn with fuzzy borders and colored almost entirely in cepia. That's sure to piss some people off and for those who know stuff about anime, it's apparently written by the Lain guy and directed by the man who made Slayers. An odd combination that ends up being nothing like Slayers at all, and strikingly similar to Lain.

Definitely something people should check out if they get the chance, if they like that sort of thing. :)
scotto monkeypulse


the search pages are back up... now I can see who does what, ewhere and when...

for example, if I want to see who that links to me, in the order in which they've posted, I can just do =
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I'm soooo happy search is back.

In other news, I've learned that over 70% of my friends here are female. (or claim to be! :) )

I'm not sure what that says.... I'm more in touch with the feminine side? I'm so alien, that they want to look at me, like a car wreck? I suspect it's somewhere in the middle.

another neat "2 degrees of LJ"

check of friend of (you) and has friend (your buddy of choice)

you can then see who you both have in common!

for example, all users that consider "scottobear" a friend, and are considered a friend by "sweetalyssm" are darktrain and estokes.

Nifty, eh?

And now, Scotto will fall down from lack of sleep. *thunk*
scotto monkeypulse

A thought.

I'll be the first to admit that I have no shortage of faults. But if I had to pick one, the one that's gotten me into the most trouble over the years... would be that sometimes I get angry.

And when I get angry, I sometimes do stupid things.

I've been reading some of my old print journal... especially from 91-ish. I was very angry much of that year. Holy cow. I was wound up and pissy at everyone. I hardly recognize certain thoughts.

There's also an entry, I'd forgotten all about. synchronicity. I've had black cats and frogs on the brain, and here's something from 1994.

Frogs, like snakes, scorpions, ravens, and black cats are traditionally considered harbingers of doom, witnessed by the following tale.


On a day when little water was to be found, Man spent awhile in thought and realized that he might one day die, never to rise again. Man sent Dog to God to ask that he might come back to life again, like the flowering plant, after death.

Dog went off and followed his nose to God. He was soon distracted by the smell of soup, and followed his hunger toward the source. Leaning close to watch it boil, Dog was content and forgot his mission.

Seeing that Dog was lost, Frog took it upon himself to go to God and tell him that man did not want to live again. If Man were to be reborn, thought Frog, he would soon muddy the rivers and destroy the birthplaces of frogs.

Dog finally arrived to tell God Man's message. Leaning low, he crooned Man's need for rebirth in the song of a howl. God was touched by the devotion of Dog for Man.

But God granted Frog's wish, because he got there first.