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Andrew and I have spent the past couple of weeks battling what’s either a bad cold or a mild case of ‘flu (it’s been worse for him than for me), so I’ve made it into work without coughing on everybody, but haven’t done much that’s exciting, nor have I made it out to any demos in support of the schoolteachers’ union or the land defenders, alas.
This morning, for some reason,
I followed a train of thought that led through discontinued Lush soaps; through scents and flavours like boxwood or cilantro that are perceived in two extremely different ways by different individuals; to looking up Malmaison carnations, which I heard about on the radio in the late ‘nineties and would like to smell one day.
It’s possible I’d be disappointed. My inner Goth was crushed the first time I went to a funeral and realized that to me, lilies smell like the interiors of new cars (and also make me sneeze). OTOH, I enjoy the clove-like smell of regular carnations, so maybe Malmaisons would work for me; also the person who wrote this article appears to compare them to those giant Japanese chrysanthemums, which I love.
Then I went and looked up Jean de Florette, because one of the commenters mentioned it, and now I kind of want an irrigation-themed film festival of Jean de Florette and Manon des Sources, Tank Girl, and possibly Bad Day at Black Rock
ETA -- Why had I never heard of Vulture's "Three-Sentence Rviews" of art shows: https://www.vulture.com/2017/09/three-sentence-reviews-peter-saul-trevor-paglen-and-7-more.html.
This morning, for some reason,
I followed a train of thought that led through discontinued Lush soaps; through scents and flavours like boxwood or cilantro that are perceived in two extremely different ways by different individuals; to looking up Malmaison carnations, which I heard about on the radio in the late ‘nineties and would like to smell one day.
It’s possible I’d be disappointed. My inner Goth was crushed the first time I went to a funeral and realized that to me, lilies smell like the interiors of new cars (and also make me sneeze). OTOH, I enjoy the clove-like smell of regular carnations, so maybe Malmaisons would work for me; also the person who wrote this article appears to compare them to those giant Japanese chrysanthemums, which I love.
Then I went and looked up Jean de Florette, because one of the commenters mentioned it, and now I kind of want an irrigation-themed film festival of Jean de Florette and Manon des Sources, Tank Girl, and possibly Bad Day at Black Rock
ETA -- Why had I never heard of Vulture's "Three-Sentence Rviews" of art shows: https://www.vulture.com/2017/09/three-sentence-reviews-peter-saul-trevor-paglen-and-7-more.html.
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Re: The Drama!
Date: 2020-02-26 11:14 am (UTC)From:Cancer cell flashes back to his childhood when he was pulling a wounded friend along a back alley (capillary):
"Bug! Copy-mistake! Why do they call us these things? Why are they hounding us? Just because we're different?!"
"Why are you asking me? Come on! We have to get out of here!"
"They wouldn't really kill us - would they?"
They are sighted by a squad of Killer T cells. Only one survives and he swears vengeance. After an epic battle the Natural Killer cell mortally wounds him and a somewhat sympathetic leukocyte moves in to finish him off.
"Though the survival of this world demands your death because of what you are; and though neither of us can change either of these things; still you are a cell. If you have any last words I will gladly listen to them before I take your life."
So tragic!!
Re: The Drama!
Date: 2020-02-26 01:31 pm (UTC)From:Is that the one I’ve seen credited with inspiring otaku to take better care of their health? Osamu Tezuka would be proud!
Re: The Drama!
Date: 2020-02-26 08:38 pm (UTC)From:Although I think that the series most relevant to Otaku is "Anime Crimes Division" where the "Subs" and the "Dubs" gangs are about to go to war.