September 29, 2003

Anime I’ve been watching.

Yesterday I watched one of the greatest pieces of animation that I have ever seen. It was called “Secret of Cerulean Sand” (Patapata Hikousen no Bouken) and it was just beautiful. Not sure how many episodes it is, but I saw 4, and that was more than enough to say that it was awesome. The animation was incredible. The backgrounds kicked ass. And the story is complete and utter magic. It’s a classic kind of story, with a adventurous young girl obsessed with trying to build a flying machine. It’s really an accessible story line, set in what seems to be the old-time southern US.

This is a show that going to make a lot of anime-haters eat their words. Everyone needs to see this show. Kids essepcially need to see this show. It’s phenomenal. Fansubs are currently available for download online, but this series really needs to be licensed and given a wide release. Anime fans are going to love it, but it’s my hope that non-anime fans or people who generally don’t give much thought to animation will love it too. It’s a hundred times better than anything I’ve ever seen Disney put out. It’s just that good. Keep an eye on it!

Other anime that I’ve been into include Bomberman Jetterz, Slam Dunk, Gundam ZZ, and Matantei Loki Ragnarok. All of these are also, at the time of this writing, available online as fansubs. If you’re going to be joining me at Comic Book Masters this October, then perhaps you might be getting a taste of some of these shows.

Speaking of which, I’ve added some Photos to the Comic Book Masters website. If you were a student there last winter or spring, then there might be a shot of you there now. Since I was holding the camera, there aren’t any shots of me, but there is a picture of something I drew. Check it out.


September 11, 2003

I am really freaking tired.

Today I left home to go to school at about 10 in the morning and returned home at about 11 at night. Insanity, I tell you. There was a 6 hour class that will run every other week, and it was quite draining. The teacher is a good guy who I had before. The drawing model did not show up, and so the class had the unique distinction of drawing portraits of me in a devious thinking pose. The students’ drawings confirmed what I have known for quite some time: I am one evil looking dude. After class, a bunch of us went to a big library for a group project. Spent a long time there, but it was fun. Even though the hours were long and the lengthy travel time takes its toll, it was a good day.

Somehow the rumors of me not returning to school had spread around quite a bit, despite me never explicitly giving an answer one way or another. I didn’t really think that I mattered all that much to become the subject of gossip. I must be a popular Ninja. While I’m sure that they’d all be having just as much fun without me, it’s nice to feel like I belong somewhere.

I seem to have carved my own niche at this school. Everyone knows that I’m the tall, bearded, frowny guy. And I’m ok with that.

But I am really freaking tired.