Then Again...

The last post may have been about restoring my faith in humanity just a bit...but this one isn't.

U.S. Troops Accused of Damaging the Hanging Gardens of Babylon While Converting Them into a Base

It's things like this that make me ashamed of living in this country.

Hope for Humanity

This is a beautiful thing.

Bookstore Moment

The phone rings. I pick it up, give my usual greeting. I'm juggling an armload of history books and watching more customers walk in the store with things to sell back. It's been crazy all day, and I'm stressed and sweaty and sore and I really need to get downstairs to check these history books because there are stacks of other things to be looked at and added up still waiting on the counter...and I'm really hoping that the customer on the phone just wants to know our hours or something because there's so much to do and I need to hurry up and do it...and do you know what the oh-so-pressing question is that this customer has? The question which was so important she had to call us up and make sure before she came all the way to our store?

"Do you carry John Grisham?"

...

Head + Desk = Satisfying Thud.

Yes ma'am, we carry John Grisham. In paperback and hardback, and in multiple copies. Or would you like a free collection of Grisham novels someone donated to the store this morning? Or perhaps the collection someone donated yesterday, which we've already thrown in the dumpster out back? (For that matter, check the dumpster down your street. Grisham novels have been known to spontaneously appear there.) We are, after all, a bookstore.

Gundam 00

Today was the day the first season was due to be released. I have credit built up from selling things back at Hastings. So, can someone tell me why it is 6 o'clock in the afternoon and I'm not at home watching Ritsuka-look-alikes (such a sour face!) and robots blow things up?

Because Hastings doesn't have my box sets.

BASTARDS.

I want my Gundam 00 and I want it now!

On a somewhat related note, this is why I love cosplay and cosplayers. It warms my heart a little.

Gackt!

Yes, today I not only bought a CD (which I never do- they've been proven to be Not Worth the Investment, in my opinion) but I totally scored a freaking Gackt import album for $8.92! I've NEVER seen one of these damn things for less than $20- ever. Ever, ever, ever. And believe me when I say I've been hunting for years... dammit. The album is Mars, and it contains the outstanding tracks Vanilla, Mirror, and Oasis, as well as a number of other songs I'm not as familiar with. I like what I heard on the little soundbytes offered on Hasting's website, though, though I do believe I will be thoroughly pleased when the disc comes in. (Holy cow, I just bought a CD! I haven't done that in AGES!)

In the meantime, here's a (translated!) video of a live performance of Vanilla...complete with Gackt in tight snakeskin pants, humping his guitar player (Masa) onstage. Life is good, people.

And have I mentioned how much I hate this man for being so damn pretty? Gah! Just look at him! It isn't fair!

Catbus

Seriously.
Yes.

Robots!

I've been absent for a while, what with moving and getting settled and all, so I've been neglecting my blog. I'm still a bit rushed, so for now I don't have a real blog post (though one on forms of mythology is on the way), so today you get stupid-cute robot cupcakes. Enjoy. (Click on the picture to see the whole thing.)