Guess I need a “Team Moka” Shirt

I’ve been watching “Rosario+Vampire” lately, even though I have a lot of other stuff I really should prioritize in front of it. After all, it’s a show about goofy hijinks and panty shots, and I have Serious Dramas and Significant Movies lurking in my collection crying out to be watched.

On the other hand, I read an article recently that claims that it’s just human nature to put off doing things one Ought To Do in favor of What Seems Fun Right Now, and although the intent of the author was probably to make the reader reflect on his or her behavior and then change it, what I took home was that it was all right to stop feeling guilty about putting off watching, say, my DVD copy of Shawshank Redemption that has been lurking on a shelf since 2000.

Anyway, so.  Rosario+Vampire isn’t too different from Omamori Himari or To-Love-Ru or any of a thousand similar Shows For Guys going back to Tenchi Muyo and before.

By the way, there’s some spoilers coming up related to the end of the first series, so if you care about that sort of thing you might want to stop reading.

To continue: You’ve got your Perfectly Ordinary Japanese High School Student is who suddenly confronted with proof of a supernatural world (or, you know, aliens work too) and then winds up drawn into the machinations of said supernatural world as an active participant.  Generally, they’re surrounded by impossibly powerful (and occasionally immortal) friends who are also, you know, physically perfect and – for some reason – fighting for the main character’s affections even though there’s no real reason they should be looking at the main character as anything other than, say, lunch.

Anyway, there’s not a whole lot of Angst and Drama in Rosario+Vampire, but there’s a bit at the end of the first series where the Generically Nice Main Character is seriously wounded and his vampire love interest has to save his life with a transfusion and there’s all sorts of OMG WILL HE TURN INTO A VAMPIRE NOW tension, and that’s where I had a flashback to sitting in a theater with my wife watching Twilight where there’s a bit where the Generically Angsty Main Character is seriously wounded and HER vampire love interest is contemplating saving her life by turning HER into a vampire.

And then I realized that, if you swap gender roles and ideals of physical attractiveness (and let’s face it, ideals of fan-service) around, there’s not a whole lot of difference between the stuff I’ve been watching of late and the recent trends in Books For Young Ladies Featuring Love Affairs With Werewolves And So On and that I probably shouldn’t make too much fun of the next person I see reading a House Of Night novel on the bus.

 

 

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It’s hard being #2

This last month has been absolutely nuts, school-wise.

As an aside, I had an English teacher, back in high school, who I didn’t especially like and who absolutely deplored the practice of appending “-wise” to the end of nouns, and every time I do it I like to think I’m causing her just a little (probably posthumous by this point) mental anguish.  Not that it’s a good idea to jump off on a long aside as the second sentence of a blog post, but there I go again being all meta.

Anyway, school-wise it is.  Has been.  Was.  It’s over now for three weeks or so and then I get kicking on Winter term, which may in fact be the last term for me before I graduate.

Life is good.

Anyway.

Over the last month or so, I haven’t had MUCH time to goof off and play games, but for various reasons I wound up playing F.E.A.R. 2: Project Origin and Bioshock 2: No Subtitle Here, both roughly two years after I played the original games and rather a while behind the times, as usual.

Which is to say, I played the original games when they dropped to the $20 price point, and I actually waited on these two until they dropped to $5 and $10 respectively, thanks to Microsoft trying desperately to push its Games for Windows download service.

Both games kind of suffer from being the middle child in trilogies.  In Fear 2 – and I hope you don’t mind that I’ve dropped the excess punctuation and capitalization – your character is pretty much running through a series of events that bridge the gap between Fear 1 and F3AR, which is a name that pains me just to type but which must be typed.  There’s some vague attempts made to tie you to Armachan and so on, but really the whole game can be summed up as “Alma’s having a baby in F3AR, we should probably talk about what happens in the 9 months between Fear and F3AR”

On the other hand, it’s creepy as hell, much more so than the original game and even more so than Extraction Point, which I quite liked even if it never really happened in official continuity.  Lots of stuff in it to make you jump, and an ending that I didn’t quite understand while it was happening but which creeped me the hell out when I looked it up to figure out what was going on.

Now, if you played the first Fear you probably have a rather, well, nervous feeling about ladders, and Fear 2 is just packed full of ladders.  I can’t swear that was DELIBERATE, mind you, but it says something that the combination of on-demand slow-mo and an arsenal of heavy firepower meant that I thought very little of jumping heads-first and guns blazing into rooms packed with enemies, but the thought of going up a ladder in a completely deserted corridor freaked me the hell out at times.

For 5 bucks it was an excellent play.

The other middle child I put through its paces in the last month was Bioshock 2, which actually isn’t THAT old of a game at only about 9 months old, so it made me feel like I was almost, you know, not behind the times for a change.

While Fear 2 doesn’t do much beyond fleshing out the gap between Fear and F3ar, Bioshock 2 really doesn’t even do that – the next Bioshock game has already been announced and takes place something like 40 years before the first game, so it presumably won’t reference any of the events of the second game.

Also, two of the biggest hype points of the game from its pre-release buzz turned out rather flat – you play as a Big Daddy, sure, but you’re an utter wuss for the first half of the game, and the Big Sisters are, well, rather anticlimactic considering all the build-up they got.

On the other hand, it fleshes out the events of the FIRST Bioshock in a way that I quite enjoyed and gives a lot more insight into Andrew Ryan’s character and ideals; you see the city 10 years after the civil war and you get to listen to a bunch of Ryan’s diaries and they’re pretty cool stuff.  Also, well, Rapture is still pretty neat and getting to see more of the city was fun.

Oh, and playing through the first game and Doing Things Wrong was quite a help for the second game.  For example, in the first game, I more or less completely ignored research, while in the second game I maxed out research for all enemy types.  As a result, while I felt kind of like a punching bag for quite a while, things turned around rather quickly once I got the research camera.

Now for some gripes: While I didn’t use vita chambers much in the original game, I couldn’t make myself worry too much about making use of them freely in the sequel, and that took a lot of the tension away – maybe too much, to be honest; there were never any really stressful moments since dying had so little penalty.  I LIKE games to occasionally stress me out; the first Houdini splicer in the first Bioshock still ranks as one of my Best Moments In Gaming, and losing that feeling was a little depressing.

Also it’s a bit of a mess technically; if you want a proper FOV you need to set the game to a 16:9 resolution and for some reason the game didn’t want to run in a 16:9 rectangle inside my monitor’s native 16:10 ratio, so I had to force the graphics card to run at a 16:9 resolution before the game would work properly.  And,  the lack of Xbox 360 controller support is pretty unforgivable considering how controller-friendly the original game was.

Now, it was 10 bucks, and I’m a lot more apt to forgive a game its foibles if it’s cheap than if I’m paying sixty bucks, it just means that I’ll be waiting on Bioshock Infinite to drop down to the sub $20 range before I take a chance on it.

 

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Coupons, Very Odd:

CostCo and I have an understanding.

Every month or so, they send me a book of coupons, which I forget about until the Monday after they’ve expired and then I say something like “damnit, I’m going to remember to use these next time” and throw the coupon book in the recycling, and then the cycle repeats the next month.

It’s worked out pretty well for us so far.

That’s not entirely true, though, because I actually found the coupon book the day BEFORE it was going to expire a couple of months ago and immediately went to CostCo and bought $400 worth of stuff none of which was actually stuff for which I had any coupons.

I also bought my wife a five pound container of Red Vines because she’d asked me, a few days before this trip, if I could pick her up some red licorice the next time I went to the store.

You’d think, after fifteen years of marriage, that I’d remember that she didn’t like Red Vines.  For the record, she’s a Twizzlers fan.

So we have five pounds of Red Vines that I’m slowly eating.

But I digress.

I’m banned from going to CostCo by myself in future, by the way.

Anyway, they sent me another book of coupons, and before I got to the forgetting to use these until they expire step, I wanted to highlight one as being, well, very peculiar.

OK, so I can understand that someone might need a box of twelve packs of playing cards, that’s not the weird part.  I’ve never personally been in the situation where I’ve needed that many playing cards, but what the hell.

What confuses ME is the “Limit 200” part.  I cannot fathom a situation in which anyone might actually need more than twenty-four-HUNDRED packs of playing cards, but apparently it’s enough of an issue that the folks at CostCo wanted to make it clear that, no, they DO have a limit.

Pretty lame update for the first update in three weeks but it’s coming up on Finals week here and I’m going to use that as my excuse.

 

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The joys of data migration

As I mentioned early last week, I ordered a new hard drive from Newegg, and it arrived with their usual speed, and then I was faced with a bit of dread.

See, I did upgrade the hard drive in my Mini a couple of years ago, and I upgraded the hard drive in this Macbook Pro when I bought it, but I did completely new OS installations in both cases.  I’d never done a drive upgrade on a system where I wanted to keep everything intact, and I’ve never tried migrating a Boot Camp partition.

I was, therefore, rather surprised when it didn’t really cause me very much grief at all.  Turns out that I only needed two pieces of software to get my new drive installed and running.

First, I downloaded an application called Winclone, which claimed that it was able to back up and restore Boot Camp partitions.  It’s been discontinued by its maker for some reason, so it probably won’t be useful once OSX 10.7 comes out, but for now it’s highly regarded.

Second, I downloaded SuperDuper, which is an app designed to make bootable copies of hard drives.  It does rather more than that, to be honest; it’s designed as a full backup application, but the free version of it was enough to clone a drive and that’s all I needed it for.

At that point, all I had to do was run Winclone to copy off my 80GB Boot Camp partition to another external drive, put my new drive into a basic firewire-to-SATA case, run SuperDuper to clone my existing boot partition to the new drive, swap the new drive into the Macbook, reboot and restore the Boot Camp partition with Winclone.

It wasn’t 100% smooth, but only because I didn’t know that the Boot Camp partition has to be the last partition on the drive; I tried putting it on a middle partition and got missing hal.dll errors when I tried booting Windows.

Overall it was pretty uneventful until Time Machine tried to run.

Time Machine decided that every file on my machine had changed and needed to be backed up.  My Time Capsule had something like 9 GB of space free.

In theory, TM should be able to go out to the Time Capsule and delete old backups to make room for the new stuff, but in practice it crashed very very hard.

There’s also no way to easily delete Time Machine backups, as far as I can tell, so the only way I was able to unstick Time Machine was to actually format the Time Capsule through Airport Utility.

Starting with a blank slate, TM was able to run and did a complete backup with little drama and no further crashing, but it was a bit vexing to have to go with such a brute force solution.

Anyway, the end result is that I’m up and running without too much of my weekend lost and just a little bit of frustration directed at Cupertino.

 

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Pigeon Theft

I was one of those kids, you know, the ones that cut articles out of the newspaper and kept them.

I didn’t do this very long, so I didn’t actually wind up with a very large folder full of clippings, but I kept them around until about four years ago when I scanned them all and unceremoniously dumped them into a recycling bin.

I was going through them today, sorting and renaming them, and I came across this one that was always one of my favorites and which I’m going to share with you now.

Now, it’s a good thing for the gentleman referenced in this article that he’s got a fairly common name, because google pops up several pages of people with the same name and no references to pigeons.  If you google for his name and ADD “pigeons”, mind you, you do get an awful lot of hits that bring up this same article from various newspapers, but in general the guy can probably breathe easy that, 20 years later, the follies of his youth will remain fairly well buried.

 

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I needed to know this years ago.

Most computers handle Japanese character input pretty well these days.

That is to say, both Windows (since Windows XP) and Mac OS/X (since I dunno when) come with an IME built in and a set of Japanese fonts.

It’s a lot better than the old days when you needed to install Win95/J, for sure.

Anyway, there are a bunch of symbol characters in the Japanese fonts, useful stuff like • and ★ that you can get by typing in てん and ほし (“dot” and “star”), respectively.

On the other hand, if you can’t be arsed to learn all the different shortcuts for getting the symbols, I JUST learned that you can type in きごう (“symbol”) and you get this awesome chooser.

So if you want to put an onsen mark into your document ♨, you can of course type おんせん, OR you can type きごう and look through the list.

Also, if you use a particular symbol a lot, say that onsen mark there, you notice how it’s moved over to the left column to make it easier to pick.

Life just got more symbollific.

And yes, damnit, that’s a word.

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The Good New Days

I had a three-fold coincidence today.  That is to say, I noticed that the hard drive in my Macbook was almost full, so I was lightly vexed,  I submitted my first timecard at work since getting a raise last week, so I was lightly elated, and Newegg dropped the price of this drive from $90 to $65 with free shipping, so I was uh lightly uh.

I shouldn’t start sentences I can’t finish.

Anyway, like so often happens, it made me boggle at how nice it is to live right now, if you’re a geek anyway.

For reference, my first hard drive:

This is not actually mine, of course; that drive has long since gone to the graveyard.

The Seagate ST225 was the go-to drive for 80s geeks on a budget who desperately wanted a hard drive as opposed to keeping everything on floppy disks.  At $189 or so if you bought it via mail order, it was the first consumer level drive that I remember to actually break the $10 per megabyte barrier, and being a half height drive you could easily fit two of them into a standard XT clone case.  Call it 5.25″ wide x 9″ long x 1.5″ high, though I don’t know the exact dimensions. It spun at 3600rpm and had an average seek time of 65ms – that is, if you asked it for any particular bit of data, on average it took about 0.065 seconds to find it, though it could be as much as twice that depending on where the heads were in relation to the data you wanted.

The only drawback about adding a hard drive to your system is that you generally had to upgrade the power supply from the standard anemic 65W supply to 130W or so, especially if you wanted to mount two of these.

This, on the other hand, is the drive I bought to give me some more breathing room:

This Samsung Spinpoint is 2.5″ wide, about 0.4″ high and let’s call it 3.5″ long.  It has a average seek time in the 11ms range, spins at 7200RPM and holds 640 gigabytes, or nearly 33000 times as much data as the old ST225.  It also cost me just over a dime per gigabyte, and it can run off less than a half-watt of power.

Nostalgia aside, the “good old days” can get stuffed.

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Anime with guts

It’s been a month full of disembowelments.

Firstly, my Japanese history class took two periods to watch Harakiri, a rather dark period film about poor Edo-era samurai, ritual suicide, bloody revenge and so on and so forth, and secondly I decided to watch an anime called “Kampfer” as a follow-up to Omamori Himari.

The chain of events that led to this was roughly as follows; I’ve enjoyed a lot of shows that can be collectively described as “spiritual successors” to Urusei Yatsura, so I decided to see if any other Takahashi shows had similar descendants.

Now, I’ve heard “Love Hina” described as a Maison Ikkoku knock off, and I may check that out some day, but what I wound up doing first was seeing if there were any shows in the mold of Ranma 1/2, everyone’s favorite gender-swapping high school martial arts tsundere love comedy.

A minimal amount of research suggested the previously mentioned “Kampfer”, so I tracked it down.

And it’s, well, it’s got a boy who turns into a girl and there’s some fighting in it, and it’s in high school and there’s even a girl named Akane.

Apart from that, though, not much in common. The whole thing seems to have been kind of an excuse to animate yuri fan service scenes and cash in on some easy boy-in-girl’s-body jokes, like having to buy bras and figure out how to use the toilet when you’re wearing a skirt.

Oh, and it has weird mascots. I mean, really weird mascots. One of the characters is obsessed with collecting stuffed animals made to appear as though they’ve been brutally killed in some way or another, generally with their intestines hanging out.

Hence “anime with guts”, see.

Also, the stuffed animals talk.

Anyway, it’s a pretty short series, clocking in at 11 story episodes and a very weird Christmas episode, so it doesn’t really have time to develop a story past “boy turns into a girl and the girl of his dreams falls for his girl side but can’t stand his boy side”, and it’s full of little moments that made even me roll my eyes, but it wasn’t actually BAD, just kind of… well, just kind of THERE. It is a thing that exists.

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Somewhat Derivative Anime

I really quite liked Urusei Yatsura, which is fortunate because anime studios seem to keep remaking it in one form or another.  Tenchi Muyo was probably the best remake, swapping out the generally unlikable Ataru for a main character who was an all-around nice guy but keeping the space aliens.

Yesterday and today, though, I watched Omamori Himari, a twelve episode series that plays on the basic idea of “another hapless guy winds up surrounded by cute girls who are either trying to kill him or seduce him, probably both”, which keeps the nice guy main character angle and swaps the space aliens out for anthropomorphized creatures from Japanese mythology.

OK, so you say, it’s another harem anime, but what’s it about?

OK, that was a cheap shot.

It’s not, and I want to make this perfectly clear, entirely about improbably-busted girls, who in this case just happen to be demons.  It’s a touching story about a young lad who – since his entire family is dead – grew up completely unaware that he was the last heir of one of the twelve ancient families in Japan that are destined, or cursed depending on your viewpoint, to fight demons and he has to embrace his destiny but he’s kind of reluctant to and uh and uh…

Did I mention that he has amnesia? And a plucky but perhaps just a little tomboyish childhood friend?

Really, it’s the “let’s toss some plot elements into a blender” approach to anime storytelling at its most exploitative.  That’s not saying I didn’t enjoy it once I got done rolling my eyes at the never-ending stream of fan service; it was funny with a sprinkling of drama, but never enough angst to distract you from the flounce & giggle.  The last quarter of the show, where they finally get around to the Big Bad, is particularly entertaining.

It also had a demonically possessed teacup named Lizlet.

Liz is mostly the comic-relief character, but she’s been presenting me with a problem writing this post; I keep wanting to make a joke based on “tempest in a teapot” and the closest I’ve come is “temptress in a teacup” and that really doesn’t work with the character.  I was also convinced that “tempest in a teapot” was a line cribbed from Shakespeare, which would have made me feel all literary and stuff, but it turns out that it’s actually of much more recent vintage and I’ve had it wrong all these years; it has nothing whatsoever to do with “The Tempest” other than that a surprising number of critics over the years have used the phrase for the title of their reviews of productions of “The Tempest”.

Google teaches us so much.

This IS language practice, darn it, and I’m sticking with that excuse.  It’s an excuse that’s served me well for some years, and it’s getting closer to being the truth the more I actually learn in school.

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I built a better desk.

I made some revisions to my workstation and realized that I hadn’t done a properly camwhory post in a while, so here you go.

Big changes this time around: I mounted rails behind the desk and then mounted my monitor to those rails with a monoprice VESA mount.  I also added a shelf to the left tower so I could lay my PC flat on one shelf and then have a second shelf just for external hard drives and a NAS.

Overall view:

Left tower (computers, mostly).  Dig my high tech laptop docking station.

Center (the “desk” part)

Right tower (Routing & printing)

I am momentarily content with the state of things.

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