Monthly Archive for June, 2009

Best Summer Ever: Week 2

It seems that I’m not the only one out there determined to have the best summer ever. Haruhi Suzumiya, whose on-again-off-again anishow recently restarted with repeats interspersed with a seemingly random splattering of new episodes every so often,1 has been doing her bit by enlisting the assistance of her ever-so-loyal SOS Brigade in their latest episode, Endless Eight. Much like my mental to-do list (the completion of which these Best Summer Ever posts seek to log), Haruhi brainstorms a series of events and activities (such as hitting baseballs with baseball bats, going fishing and appreciating fireworks) to do within the final two weeks of their holiday together.

I'm sure that this is a reference to something, but I'm not sure what.

I'm sure that this is a reference to something, but I'm not sure what.

This week’s adventure proved to be one of Haruhi’s less supernatural endeavours, providing a refreshingly down-to-earth episode with nothing out-of-the-ordinary to be found. No idea why they called it Endless Eight, though.

Watching Haruhi and her merry friends get up to all kinds of vaguely summer-related antics (in the space of only two weeks!) has made me realise that I haven’t been making the most of my time. This week did NOT live up to last week and I didn’t manage to do everything that I’d planned. Also, I forgot to bring my camera, so don’t expect any further images for the time being.

I became curious as to whether the flavour of the week at the Ripley Ice Cream parlour at the Valley Gardens in Harrogate was the same as the flavour of the week at the Ripley Ice Cream parlour at Ripley. So I walked down to the one at the Valley Gardens. This week’s flavour: Lemon. Hmm. So I walked on until I found a bus stop and a bus on its way to Ripley. I found them both, and after a short journey on a busy bus, I arrived just outside Ripley’s flagship “world-famous” ice creamery. I thought that I’d just pop in and pop out again, as the bus back’d only be a couple of minutes away. This week’s flavour: CHEESECAKE. Cheesecake flavoured ice cream!!! I had stumbled upon The Greatest Known To Man. Without thinking, I immediately ordered a handmade rolled cone with a fudge stick and a hot chocolate dip. (I’ll go into the ice cream extras in a later post.) They wouldn’t let me on the bus with the ice cream (yes, I tried), but it was worth it. Or so I had thought. Maybe they pulled the wrong handle, maybe it was just a poor flavour. Either way, I couldn’t distinguish it from vanilla. Probably serves me right for something. I’d better stick to mixtures of the two flavours in future to be on the safe side.

Then I went to Knaresborough. I saw some wonderful things. I forgot to take my camera. Maybe I’ll go back with my camera and take photographs of wonderful things.

Every so often, I eat fast food to remind myself why I don’t eat fast food. It was for this reason that I stopped off at the only KFC in the area on the way back and treated myself to what they call the “Fully Loaded Meal“: one piece of fried chicken, one fried chicken burger, one side dish (I chose corn), chips and one drink (I chose Diet Pepsi). I’m used to having my chicken roasted, so the fried chicken surprised me with the tenderness of the bones. I was able to chew and swallow them with almost no problems. The corn was incredibly hot, the chips were distressingly plain and the burger had too much mayonnaise. Whatever my opinion about the meal itself, I’ve had cravings for fast food ever since. Next time I’m in Leeds, fast food’ll be on the agenda. Oh dearie me.

The only other times I left the house this week were to pay in a cheque and to visit Newby Hall with Father. These times, I did remember to bring my camera. But I didn’t take that many photographs. They’re on Flickr, but they’re in the wrong order because Flickr Uploader is rubbish.

I finally got around to playing those Wallace & Gromit games I got ages ago. I was disappointed that a British license was being developed by an American developer — Telltale Games, famous for the Strong Bad point-an’-click-em’-ups and the recent Sam & Max serieses — and, sure enough, Wallace & Gromit’s Grand Adventures Episode 1: Fright of the Bumblebees {gasps for breath} paints what is unmistakably a foreigner’s view of England. It didn’t help that, with my experiences with their games, Telltale is notorious for releasing bug-riddled glitchfests. In this case, I managed to unwittingly trigger a game-breaking bug in the very final scene, meaning that I had to go back to my last save point and sit through several minutes of unskippable cut-scenes. Employ better testers, Telltale. Hopefully you’ll’ve learned your lesson before the release of Tales of Monkey Island.

I started watching Kiddy Grade again. Now that they’ve got all of the character introductions out of the way, the plot is the focus the focus is on the plot. And, for the sake of said plot, the series has taken the radical direction of firing Lumière and Eh! Claire from their GOTT jobs. I’m not sure what the economic climate is like within their expanded universe, but it’ll be interesting to see whether or not they find employment. Missing the point aside, I’ve really been been really enjoying this series. I’d do a full post on it, but there’s nothing I can really say about it that’s much more substantial than “standard science-fiction (but that’s okay)”.

I now have copies of the only four volumes of the Corrector Yui anime ever released in English. I may never watch them.

I flicked through the first few lines of Ever17 again. That racoon-dog haunts me. Never played it? Fix that. It’s less than £20.

Brother made a new blog post. Read it.

Uh… That’ll do. The upcoming weather forecast looks good enough. Maybe some rain. I welcome it. ㋼

  1. The original Japanese broadcast of The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya was out-of-order. This new episode order sorts them out chronologically, meaning that any new episodes that take place in between the older episodes have to fill in the gaps. []
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On Queuing, Family, and the Nintendo DS.

So there was this one time me and my dad were waiting in the barbers.

There was a guy already having his hair cut, and two kids sat waiting. They looked like brothers.

Each had a Nintendo DS, the focus of their full attention. Any conversation was directed at their own set of screens.

The elder was apparently winning. Things looked comparatively bleak for the younger sibling, who cast his tear-filled eyes around the room in search of support, since none was forthcoming from his brother.

I gave him a look to say “I know your pain,” but it wasn’t very effective.

Salvation came for the boys in the form of their father, his hair-cut complete. The consoles were snapped shut, and the spell was broken by the subject of sweets.

The two boys asked the barber if there were any lollies.

The barber laughed and said they were fresh out.

A brief conference between the brothers, finally united by their task, resulted in asking the barber if he had any more lollies.

The father laughed and said that if they’re out, they’re out.

I noticed my own father smiling at this spectacle. He must have seen this scene before. I think that maybe there is a universal recognition between fathers, a shared feeling, an understanding.

To know what it means to truly be a father.

There was this other time me and my dad were queuing at Betty’s Tea Rooms.

In front of us was a tall black-haired man with stubble, a scarf, and a long black coat.

And his Nintendo DS.

Also black.

It seemed his whole family was there. With silver hair and a warm yellow jumper was the man’s father, to whom he was demonstrating the wonders of Nintendo’s hand-held console.

The scene was perfect; like something out of an advert. Only more genuine. The expressions on the faces of those men were ones of true, real joy, like you don’t often see.

It was then that it struck me.

The power of the Nintendo DS.

Such power is subtle, yet immense.

To be able to tear families apart, and to bring them together again. With that power, you could control the world.

Let us hope our fate is in good hands.

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Best Summer Ever: Week 1

First update. I don’t know exactly what form these posts are going to take, so I’m just going to start typing and see what happens.

A couple of years ago, the ice cream parlour at Ripley (just a few minutes away by bus) went through an extensive rebranding process, giving itself an overhaul — calling itself “World Famous Ripley Ice Cream” — and opened up a parlour right here in the Valley Gardens of Harrogate (just a few minutes away by foot).

Unlike other ice cream parlours and their simply staggering selection of flavours, Ripley Ice Cream keeps things relatively simple. There are three options: Vanilla, the Flavour of the Week or a mixture of the two. I almost always go for the mixture. This week’s flavour was a new one to me: Turkish delight, of all things. An overly sweet flavour that’d've been a challenge for me to eat on its own (without the counterpoint of vanilla).1

We went to see a suitably epic two-part theatrical production of His Dark Materials in Leeds. It was far superior to the big-budget film adaptation (which didn’t even make it to the end of the first book). I really liked the production techniques; in particular, the dæmons, realised through the magic of puppets operated by actors in inconspicuous clothing — echoing the Japanese tradition of bunraku. Isn’t it great how I’m able to tie anything and everything into my interests?

Just days before my summer began, I had been working hard to finish my assignments. This put me under an amount of stress, and my health suffered for it. This week, I was still feeling the effects; I had a headache and an upset stomach nearly all week, and found myself falling asleep at hilariously inappropriate moments. Although I got better over the weekend, this made it hard for me to get into the summer spirit. I do not intend to do any further work for the remainder of the summer months.

I have a new personal goal: get a new MacBook Pro. However, this takes money, and I need to work to earn money, and I do not intend to do any further work for the remainder of the summer months. So I have set my sights significantly lower: I intend to go back to the aforementioned ice cream parlour every week and try out each flavour that they have on offer. Kinda like Super Size Me, only not really anything like it at all. Fun! This is a manageable goal for me and will give me something to talk about week after week.

Wednesday was wet, so I took the liberty of watching a few of those anime series that I hadn’t watched yet. Just an episode here or there. I started off with Air, which was sad. Then there was Str.A.In (which was underwhelming), Abenobashi (which was awkward), The Big O (which was cool), Kiddy Grade (which was awesome) and My-Otome Zwei (which was better than TV Tropes said that it was). I should probably do a better job of paying attention next time. I can’t really forgive myself for using “cool” and “awesome” as adequate descriptions. I mustn’t let my mind go numb. I’ve watched one Michael Bay film too many this week.

On Friday, me and Brother went on a pilgrimage to the National Media Museum at Bradford to see Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen in glorious, £8-per-ticket IMAX format. It was big and loud. Even with earplugs in place, the noise system produced a bass so deep that it made my whole skeleton vibrate. Luckily, we’d seen the original The Transformers: The Movie the day beforehand in preparation, so we were able to pick up on some of the film’s mythology shout-outs. It didn’t leave much of an impact on me, however. (Physically or otherwise.) If you’re in the area, though, I heartily recommend a visit to the museum itself.

The weekend was spent catching up with Scrubs season 8. I was greatly surprised by the high quality of the episodes after all these years, despite the constant re-use of running jokes.

I purchased a Crabble because Dr Ashen didn’t hate it.

Brother says that he’s going to work on a blog post “soon”.

And I think that that’s just about everything that happened to me last week.

This week’s weather forecast: Sunny spells. Top temp: 21℃.

See you soon. ㋼

  1. On a side note, eating a chocolate-covered Turkish delight bar is an excellent (and delicious) way to stay awake and alert through lectures and seminars that would otherwise send one to sleep. As they’re so small, I recommend carrying a bar or two should one require a pick-me-up. []
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Best Summer Ever 2009: Week 0

Work is over / If you want it

I’m done.

After all these months, I finally have all of my assignments handed in.

And I don’t feel particularly good about it.

But now I have two-and-a-half months free. And, as with every summer, I’m going to attempt to make this one the Best Summer Ever. In order to gauge my progress this year, I’ll be making weekly updates on this blog in order to encourage myself. “What have I done this past week in order to make this the best summer ever?” or something like that.

I’ve already got tons of stuff planned. For instance: As anyone who has read the About page will know, I like anime. Over the past few months, I have amassed several stacks worth of anime that I haven’t watched much of due to all of that work that I eventually did. I’ll have to watch no less than one episode a day if I’m going to get through even half of it. Instead of making just one blog post for each thing, I’ll be collecting everything together into the weekly roundup. It’ll give me greater freedom than Twitter whilst not overwhelming myself.

So that’ll do. I’ll figure out the specifics later. Just know that I intend to have the Best Summer Ever and let you people know about it with weekly updates starting this weekend. There’s got to be someone out there who cares enough to read. ㋼

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Miku Hatsune — Broken Neck

Oh dear.

Miku had a bit of an accident this morning, as you can see.

Anyone know how to fix her? Anyone know someone who’ll do it for me?

Great to see that she’s still in high spirits.

Musicians are always doing crazy things in the name of publicity. This accident may give her career a boost.

I call this one “Making The Best Of A Bad Situation”.

I’m going to close this post with some inspirational words about how we all have problems in our lives that seem like a major inconvenience but are actually a blessing in disguise. If life gives you cream, make yourself some cream soda. No, wait. More like, if life gives you… Gah. Motivational lecturing is one thing. Putting it into practise, well… Concentrating on short-term stuff takes about as long as the long term stuff and produces fewer gains. Advice for life, right here and exclusive. ㋼

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