July 31, 2007

Nickelodeon 0; Disney 1

Do you all remember Grimm's Fairy Tale Classics from when we were little kids? I do, and it was amazing beyond all belief. The best part about it is that you can now find complete episodes on YouTube for your viewing pleasure.

This is just one example of the kind of show that needs to be released on DVD. I just bought a whole lot of Rocko's Modern Life from eBay that I'm terribly excited to be getting. However, similar searches for other beloved cartoon shows on eBay yield slightly less successful and far more inappropriate results:





So yeah, probably won't be buying those shirts anytime soon. But if Nickelodeon decided to release any of the following TV shows on DVD, I'd be much obliged:

  • Rocko's Modern Life
  • Angry Beavers
  • Kablam!
  • Salute Your Shorts
  • Hey Dude

Thank goodness for Disney, who releases so many of their old TV shows on DVD it makes me want to goo myself:

  • Chip 'n Dale Rescue Rangers
  • TaleSpin
  • Gargoyles
  • DuckTales
  • Goof Troop

We all know by now that companies like Nickelodeon have everything to gain by releasing their old shows on DVD so I'm not quite sure why they're dragging their heels. I don't even need any special features here, I'd just like some good ol' reminiscing fodder for the long, boring, summer nights. Until then, I guess I'm stuck with fan-subbed anime and marathons of The Hills on The-N. Or videos like this that keep me wishing for more...



I like little boys

Yesterday I played intramural softball, the first of the single-elimination playoffs (which we predictably lost - haven't won a game all quarter). Now softball is definitely not my game, and most of my time on defense in right field was spent eyeing the boys on the field next to us, warming up for a game of ultimate*.

It was then that it occurred to me that I really need to find a way to meet people (read: boys) who are my own age, or older. Somehow being around freshmen and high schoolers has turned me into even more of pervert than I normally am, and this needs to be remedied as soon as possible.

During the Harry Potter book launch, I asked my friends what the youngest age is appropriate for me to be crushing on. Without missing a beat, the response I got from my friend's boyfriend was "half your age plus 7," which I responded to with an enthusiastic "YES!" There is clearly something wrong with me.

So here it is: once the school year starts up, I vow to spend less time crushing on boys who are more than a year younger than I am (that seems like a reasonable cutoff, yeah?). Because even though it's totally legal and they're super cute and you know what they say about grass on the field... It simply isn't healthy, despite being being just as beautiful and natural as other relationships. I mean, it's not wrong if we love each other, right?

*Seriously though: studly boys with their shirts off, tossing discs around, wearing baseball hats. I was okay with it.

July 30, 2007

Regrets

My mom always told me to never leave a conversation angry. I've done my best, but haven't always succeeded, it's a lot harder to do than you'd imagine.

In general however, I'm not very good at arguing with people I care about when I'm angry. You know that nasty trait that women get in the habit of when they're angry, so that all their anger just gets worse and worse by the second until you talk to them again? Well that happens to me too, except when I see you the next time, my anger usually melts within seconds, typically not even long enough for me to get my point across.

So when you got angry at me tonight, I melted. Everything I was being irrational about became clear to me, but you didn't stay around long enough for me to tell you that. You left the conversation angry, and I let you go. I'm sorry.

July 29, 2007

Fun with hats

I look good in hats. It's a fact of life, just like the fact that George Lucas will never again make another good film.

This summer I've done a lot of shopping and have tried on dozens of hats of all different shapes and sizes. Sometimes I try them on for a laugh (like this one from a costume shop on the right), but mostly I try them on because I appreciate my own natural ability to wear hats.

What makes a hat person?
I've thought a lot about this matter because as fashion goes, I understand why there are certain items that I can pull off and others that I can't. For instance, I'm short. Yes, it's funny, I can sleep under the couch, hardy har. But beyond that, I know I can't pull off those short little half-sweaters that are so popular (aside from the fact that I think they're already ugly anyway). Anyway, the point is, there doesn't seem to be any defined characteristics of someone who pull-off hats, so what makes me so special?

A quick search on Google gives us a brief essay by a hat designer and her thoughts on the matter. She essentially argues that hats, as a fashion piece, can be worn by anyone, and it's really more of a psychological barrier that keeps people from reaching their inner hat person.

This seems like a load of bullshit to me. Some people look good in hats (I am one of them) and some don't. It has little to do with one's want to wear hats - even though I can wear them, I rarely do.

So unless you know someone who's undergone a psychological transformation that has manifested itself in their ability to wear hats, I have no choice but to believe that hat wearing is just another one of my God-given abilities, granted to the few, the proud, the Marines. Well, not the Marines, but the few and the proud, certainly.

July 28, 2007

Paris, Je T'aime

Just because it's late and I'm feeling sentimental, I want to recommend everyone to go to see Paris, Je T'aime.



I just happened to see it advertised at a theatre here in the U-District but by the time I looked it up to see what it was about, the theatre had stopped showing it. Fortunately, it was (and still is) playing downtown by the Seattle Center in a theatre on Queen Anne. Go see it, enjoy it, and fall in love with Paris.