<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:21:20.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We are as One</title><subtitle type='html'>..and the Doctor is in.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5681038</id><published>2001-09-14T05:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-09-14T05:33:51.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By the way, I took my coconut out onto the porch last night and whacked it with a sledgehammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.suikadesu.com/nuts.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a glorious moment for mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5681038?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5681038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5681038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_09_09_archive.html#5681038' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5680735</id><published>2001-09-14T04:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-09-14T05:24:30.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh dear lord. I don't remember hating the FY OAVs this much when I saw the fansubs. Only 9 episodes and it took three days to view them. It was painful. So painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first three were just horrible. Confusing, pointless, and rather anti-climatic. Even if Nakago was in them. The 'bus trip' omake were FAR better than the omake for the second series (god, I'd have paid three times the price if all 9 episodes were set on that bus trip!) the OAVs themselves..bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second OAV series though. Oh my, my, my. FY was already bordering between 'dramatic romance' and '$1 smutty Harlequin' but the second OAVs just follow that latter path with no restraint. The humanity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny that the OAVs, aimed at GIRLS, based on a successful GIRLS' anime based on a popular GIRLS' manga, had a buxom female character running around nude with ample close-ups of her nipples. That Watase, I wonder sometimes. Maybe she's friends with the CLAMPsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like the Hotohori episode, it's very sad if horribly melodramatic, and rips off "Ghost", but his son...oh, Boushin. Your shiny round freakishly large head just makes one want to kick it, I sympathize with Tasuki on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire Tasuki wanting Miaka plot makes me physically ill. It seems so wrong, and he's so not himself, it's just..sick. I swear, watching it is harder than if he were, say, Miaka's father. They just don't belong together. And it shoots Tasuki down 50 points on the coolness ladder. But yes, everyone has to fall for Miaka at some point, it's a prerequesite for being in the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to see Nuriko again, but that's it. His wussy brother is dissapointing. Nuriko's a little dissapointing, too..he flips and flies and giggles like a little girl, but I guess he can't kick ass if he's dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most improved in the OAVs: Yui. She's not bad when she's sane. Hella better than Miaka, anyway. And longer hair makes her less painful to look at. She's not the little dutch boy anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My standings are now:&lt;br /&gt;1) Nuriko &lt;br /&gt;2) Hotohori&lt;br /&gt;3) Tasuki&lt;br /&gt;4) Nakago&lt;br /&gt;5) Keisuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I love the DVDs themselves anyway. Pioneer knows how to release pretty sets. I'd kill for the Seiryuu box, I haven't seen the latter part of the series in a couple years. Only $107 with OrderBox! Something to aspire to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aaaaTASHI waaaa anaTA...wasurenaide....aaaaaaaaNATA waaaa ataSHI"..something something...funny song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPN 9 hasn't been coming in since the world trade center horror..I miss STV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for that DVD profiler thing, only to make other collectors feel better about their own lists. I've seen some with over 900 discs. Oi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dvdprofiler.com/mc.asp?alias=Suika&amp;type=O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get it to show them by title, not date of purchase, because they're not accurate and it's all whacked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5680735?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5680735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5680735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_09_09_archive.html#5680735' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5435461</id><published>2001-09-02T03:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-09-02T03:06:38.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Background Noise: &lt;/b&gt;my poor playstation spinning, spinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Activity: &lt;/b&gt;drying hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Super Puzzle Fighter &lt;i&gt;master. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5435461?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5435461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5435461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_09_02_archive.html#5435461' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5430070</id><published>2001-09-01T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-09-01T20:21:15.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Background Noise&lt;/b&gt;: the TV..GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Activity: &lt;/b&gt;reading the painful letters from the oh-so-young Gals ML members &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Akira Amamiya is a beautiful young man who is known for his sexual prowess. Women want him. Men want him too. But to Akira, a hole is a hole so it doesn't really matter who he has sex with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this line. Isn't it so poetic and touching? I can't stop quoting both that and lines from Black &amp; White (which I..must..play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian-hime, how fares your family fun day? Has Erin begun showing off her knowledge of sexual terminology yet?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Sabbath on a harp sounds oddly...good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5430070?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5430070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5430070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_08_26_archive.html#5430070' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5411307</id><published>2001-08-31T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-08-31T16:37:14.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sound:&lt;/b&gt; nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scent: &lt;/b&gt;shampoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viewing: &lt;/b&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would have imagined Battle Athletes to be such an emotional title. I really wish Suncoast would have had volume 2 now, because volume 3 starts off..'the morning after', so to speak, and I'm left without knowing what happened the night before. It's such a..change from volume 1. BIG change. All three episodes had me teary. I didn't know who to feel worse for..Ichan, Akari, Ayla, or Jessie. So I pitied them all. I haven't pitied so many characters in one show since Sailormoon (and that for different reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a silver reward scroll on the beach behind those huge gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How happy I'd be if I were alone. Imagine, the suicide rate jumps during the holiday season because..people are lonely. What's wrong with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5411307?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5411307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5411307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_08_26_archive.html#5411307' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5377858</id><published>2001-08-30T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-08-30T00:14:27.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sound&lt;/b&gt;:my head, pounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scent: &lt;/b&gt;Iced Tea. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viewing: &lt;/b&gt;The Tonight Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, Barnes and Noble trips with Brian are so fun, especially loudly exclaming over one of the many wonderfully illustrated gay sex guides, which he loves. Dontcha? So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The merchandise is that store is so abused, and no one ever buys anything. Ever. It's a posh library, nothing more. How does it stay open? Do they make their profits on Chai alone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must..play...PE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5377858?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5377858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5377858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_08_26_archive.html#5377858' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5368346</id><published>2001-08-29T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-08-29T15:13:48.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sound:&lt;/b&gt;a young child's screams coming from the neighbor's pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scent: &lt;/b&gt;Iced Tea. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viewing&lt;/b&gt;: Batman Beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a rough time sleeping! All I remember is playing Rhapsody right beforehand. The game must be catered to three year olds, because I could understand every lyric in the first song Cornet sang. It was wonderful. But what's with the puppets?! Puppets! A world of puppets! You lent this to me as a joke, didn't you, Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, did you watch the entire Cowboy Bebop DVD? How could you not love it? Episode 5 contains one of my favorite anime scenes ever, when Spike goes flying out the church window and his life flashes before his eyes. It's beauuuuuuutiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to the post office Monday-didn't. Tuesday-didn't. Today-won't. I'm going to burn in hell! I also LOST a money order I had to cash. Poo! One Battle Athletes DVD, down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5368346?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5368346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5368346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_08_26_archive.html#5368346' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5358740</id><published>2001-08-29T03:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-08-29T03:02:07.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Battle Athletes DVD 1, completed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the series is A) full of slapstick, B) graced by a mostly entirely female cast and C) home to more than one ditz, Brian, you should be LOVING this series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$14.99 for four episodes of light-headed fun. I'll be picking up volume 2 next week, you betcha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to begin playing Parasite Eve. *sniff* I feel like it's my birthday! Except I don't get cool things like this then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5358740?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5358740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5358740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_08_26_archive.html#5358740' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5358205</id><published>2001-08-29T02:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-08-29T02:15:33.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing&lt;/b&gt;: the pelts of a dead cow..Brian's cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scent&lt;/b&gt;: lemon pledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sound&lt;/b&gt;: the neighborhood drug lords bustin' caps in &lt;i&gt;someone's &lt;/i&gt;ass &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Battle Athletes. Funny stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5358205?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5358205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5358205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_08_26_archive.html#5358205' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125145.post-5357504</id><published>2001-08-29T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-08-29T01:22:05.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this to my little Brian, the Blue Pusshy with the big 'fro. We are as One. We are borg. We are pusshy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt, you're so wrong for hating Mai. Anyone who can fight with jiggling F-cup breasts deserves our awe and respect. But then Matt only likes the masculine chicks, ya know, 'cause they're much more likely to be willing to use a strap on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oneesama. I want you to become my oneesama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondai nai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3125145-5357504?l=the-doctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5357504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3125145/posts/default/5357504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-doctor.blogspot.com/2001_08_26_archive.html#5357504' title=''/><author><name>The</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00465635192038599553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
