So, I saw the end of Big O today. And while it kind of made sense, if I think about it too hard it stops making sense really quickly. Although I did enjoy Dorothy calling Roger Smith a louse again.
So, can anyone out there in animeland explain Big O to me? Did Angel pretty much just create the whole damn thing by virtue of being a whatever? A megadeus, apparently. And can anyone explain why mega-DAY-OOS got turned into mega-DOOS?
And in other news...
Happy St. Patty's day!
This entry will be in obnoxious green from this point on.
Pirate!John invited us up to go drinking. So we went up and went drinking. There were dancers. And drunk people. And a pub. And green beer. I hate beer, but it was green! And did I mention the live music? Because there was live music. Three guitars, or rather two guitars and the bastard child of a guitar and a mandolin, and a bodhran. The 12-stringer and the bodhran were played by cute men. In kilts! Actually the entire band was in kilts. And at least two of the members were wearing them in the traditionl fashion. We saw. A lot.
And there was green beer. But I said that already.
And there were two bagpipers. The 12-stringer (who played it right in my ear! the bagpipes, not teh guitar. It was loud!!!!) and the bastard child of a guitar and a mandolin guy. And there were Irish dancing girls who, I'm very sure, didn't want to be there. They weren't older than 14, if that. And they had all the drunken old guys hitting on them. EEW.
You know what? I'm going to get off this thing before I embarrass myself any further. At least I corrected all my typos. Suffice to say, I had fun.
Mmmm. Irish. Beer.
Oh yeah. And I did indeed hear the line:
"Do you have any Irish in you?... do you want some?"
Random Stranger. You really are such a louse.
We have come to terms.
So, can anyone out there in animeland explain Big O to me? Did Angel pretty much just create the whole damn thing by virtue of being a whatever? A megadeus, apparently. And can anyone explain why mega-DAY-OOS got turned into mega-DOOS?
And in other news...
Happy St. Patty's day!
This entry will be in obnoxious green from this point on.
Pirate!John invited us up to go drinking. So we went up and went drinking. There were dancers. And drunk people. And a pub. And green beer. I hate beer, but it was green! And did I mention the live music? Because there was live music. Three guitars, or rather two guitars and the bastard child of a guitar and a mandolin, and a bodhran. The 12-stringer and the bodhran were played by cute men. In kilts! Actually the entire band was in kilts. And at least two of the members were wearing them in the traditionl fashion. We saw. A lot.
And there was green beer. But I said that already.
And there were two bagpipers. The 12-stringer (who played it right in my ear! the bagpipes, not teh guitar. It was loud!!!!) and the bastard child of a guitar and a mandolin guy. And there were Irish dancing girls who, I'm very sure, didn't want to be there. They weren't older than 14, if that. And they had all the drunken old guys hitting on them. EEW.
You know what? I'm going to get off this thing before I embarrass myself any further. At least I corrected all my typos. Suffice to say, I had fun.
Mmmm. Irish. Beer.
Oh yeah. And I did indeed hear the line:
"Do you have any Irish in you?... do you want some?"
Random Stranger. You really are such a louse.
We have come to terms.