dr4b: (mariners Moose)
Okay, it's 12:30am and I am WATCHING THE SUPER BOWL. This is really surreal. It's pretty spliced together and the commentary is all in Japanese. The commercials are normal (as in, they're showing the same commercials I've seen all night).

Before this, I was watching Ainori, but I missed a really important detail early on and ended up kinda zoning out for half of it (but Jeff filled me in later on what was going on). Before that I was watching SMAPxSMAP which was FUCKING AWESOME. Not only did they have Hakuho, a famous sumo wrestler, as the Bistro SMAP guest, but then later on they did a really funny parody skit called "Debu Note", which was like "Death Note" only anyone whose name is written in the book becomes big and fat. (I know, it sounds stupid, you had to see it I guess. I'm largely unfamiliar with the original and even I thought it was hilarious). Then, to finish off, Christopher Cross was the musical guest, so all of SMAP sang Arthur's Theme ("The Best That You Can Do") with him and it was really awesome, lots of fun.

Before that... well, Pau came over here tonight around 5:30 and we played Extra Innings, a baseball dice game, for a few hours. He had gone and rated all of the NPB teams for 2007, so this was partially to playtest some rules and some players and all. First we played Fighters (me, Darvish) vs. Lotte (Pau, Naruse) and I lost 8-4 when, of all things, Darvish gave up a 3-run homer to Fukuura. Then our second game was Chunichi (me, Kawakami) vs. Hanshin (Pau, Shimoyanagi). It was going along just fine until I was a moron and pinch-hit for Kenshin in the 8th inning and then Hisamoto gave up the game. Or more like, me rolling some 1's gave up the game. But whatever. The funny part was, we had the 2006 Fighters DVD on in the background for the first game and a Chunichi DVD on in the background for the second. And I was wearing a Fighters t-shirt all day so for the second game I decided I needed to put on my Dragons Morino #31 jersey... to be a good sport I let Pau borrow my Hanshin Imaoka #7 jersey. I insisted on doing all the player cheer songs for my teams, but apparently Pau is allergic to Tyrone Woods and so he made a point of pinch-hitting Shinjiro Hiyama, my nemesis. Anyway, Hanshin won the second game 3-2. Alas. All in all we spent about 4 hours playing.

The afternoon today... well, I did laundry, and I got lunch at Kura, and I bought snacks for gaming at Max Valu (sadly this is the one time of the year that I cannot get Pro Yakyu Chips), and some stuff from the 100-yen shop. And then I came home and cleaned up my apartment a bit since it was a royal mess before, and now it's just cluttered. Even Pau says that my place is really really small, even for Japan, though what would I know?

Wow, come to think of it, this was one majorly social weekend. If only my life was always busy like this!

Also, man, this is one FAST superbowl replay. One hour in and we're already past halftime. Having commentary in Japanese is just plain weird, but the crazy thing is that I actually understand it for the most part. ("TOUCHDOOOOWWN!!!! KORE WA GYAKUTEN!!!" or "TAISETSU NA TAISETSU NA TAISETSU NA SAADO ANDO TEN!" or "ATO ICHI YAADO" and so on.) I don't know whether this is a good or bad thing.

I live

Aug. 17th, 2005 11:40 pm
dr4b: (nippon ham fighters)
I've been blogging a lot, just not here. My life is boring, you know, but I get to pretend to be "Seattle's Bat-Girl" elsewhere. I don't have nearly enough sass or wit, though.

Monday I dragged Josh, Megan, and Ficus to the Mariners-Royals game so we could see Felix Hernandez kick butt. (As you can guess from the preceding post; I joked I'm writing a chapter after each of his starts.) Fun stuff. We hung out with some people from the local Mariners blogosphere at a bar beforehand. Jonah wore his Nippon Ham Fighters jersey. He's my hero. I was a little more outgoing this time. Whee.

Tuesday, Megan and I went to the gym to lift arm weights, and I walked home, and I did errands like food shopping, and I meant to go get a softball glove, but didn't make it in time. I wrote more story. Whee.

Wednesday, I meant to go shopping again, but didn't due to the 5 bus being like half an hour late, but I did go to the gym and played volleyball for two hours. I feel like I'm getting some of my old skills back... and I'll probly be pretty sore tomorrow :)

I've been logged into PP in the later evenings if anyone's been looking for me... though I think the apoth business will dry up again pretty soon. Arr.
Oren and I drove down to Tacoma to see a Rainiers game. Jeff (Damienroc) was meeting us there. I also managed to go and meet up with some of the folks from Lookout Landing, formerly Leone For Third, one of the two top baseball blogs in Seattle. Jeff and Devin were there, and PositivePaul and PLU Tim and Mark, and Jon Wells and his wife. Jon Wells is cool because he edits the Grand Salami, which is that magazine you'll see people selling outside Safeco before Mariners games. And he gave me a free copy of the June issue :)

Anyway, we hung out a bit. I went down to the 51's dugout to see if I could catch Ryan Rupe and get him to sign my Nippon Ham Fighters yearbook from last year, but no dice, the pitchers hadn't come out yet...

...and they never really did, because it started raining around 7pm. And it didn't stop. Jeff and Oren and I sat around talking for like an hour and a half, which was kinda cool, but it kept raining and raining and raining, and eventually we gave up and left around 8:30pm.

(Guess what -- the game WASN'T rained out after all, they started the game around 9pm, and the Rainiers won, and Snelling hit a two-run homer, and I am sad I still haven't gotten to see him play this year)

Well, but we didn't know that. We went back to Jeff's apartment, and Eric showed up after a while, and we put Azumanga Daioh on the TV, and played some games... we played San Juan, and Uno, and Buried Treasure, and I forget what else. Wooko eventually woke up and came out to the living room for a bit but he looked and sounded pretty sick :( so we couldn't get him to play anything with us. So we went to Mory's for breakfast-like food after a while. I'd never been there before, and got an SOS or whatever, which was basically like, gravy with meat in it over hash browns, which was interesting.

And then I did the whole driving home thing. I wish Tacoma was like, closer, or at least had less obnoxious traffic. And I still want to go back to a Rainiers game, dammit! I wonder if I should try to make it to Saturday or Sunday's game... I also was sad because I wanted to see Norihiro Nakamura play. (He's on the 51s.) I did see him come out of the dugout... the main thing is, I just don't scuppering feel like driving back to Tacoma. Sigh.

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