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Monday, September 26th, 2011
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5:32 am - translating titles
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A title is a name. Names mean stuff. Even regular names mean stuff, as the baby naming books remind us, although not many people pick names on that basis. Some people don't care what the name means, as long as it's easy to spell and say. Which is probably why Naruto is Naruto, and not spiral fish cake often found on ramen (he was named for the food, so it's perfectly legitimate to translate it, in the same way people will translate nanohana as rape seed plant), but Boku no Chikyuu wo Mamotte got translated to Please save my Earth. In the interest of getting a title that is easy to say (or spell), because a title that buyers can't convey to bookstores is of no use whatsoever in generating sales, there's some helpful things to keep in mind. 1. Is the original title easy to say and spell? See One Piece, Fake, Bleach, Gintama, Dragonball, Nosatsu Junkie, etc. Doesn't actually matter if people know what it means, like Tenchi Muyo, because it's easy to say, unlike Kuroshitsuji. 2. Is the translated title easy to say and spell? See Boys over flowers, Black Butler, 7 billion needles, Clamp Campus Detectives, etc. 3. Does it actually matter what the title means when it's translated? Because some titles are less helpful than others, in that they're totally generic. Could also be that there's another book out with a quite similar name, by a different publisher. If the title ... See, I knew I should have gotten up last night to write this while I was thinking about it. Totally can't remember the generic translated titles I was worried about. Although I strongly suspect most of them were love stories, because it's like Kare Kano. The translation of Kareshi to Kanojo no Jijou is just His and Her Circumstances, which is about as bad as Tokyo Shonen Shoujo for generic, unless the story happens to take place in Kyoto (Osaka? somewhere not Tokyo, at any rate) like Love Com. I remember not caring much about what the actual title meant. Like Harukanaru Toki no Naka de, which is coming out as Haruka, so I still don't know what the title means, but it doesn't matter anymore. Even if a title is long and unwieldy in its translated form, totally non-catchy, just find a short version for people to call it.
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| Saturday, September 17th, 2011
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8:50 pm - why do I watch?
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Had the poll on ANN from this list: http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/gia-list/anime-7-most-uncanny-lookalikes/2011-09-17 (wish I could remember how to put in a link code, but by the time anyone reads this, the poll will probably be closed anyway, so I don't really care) and I was trying to think why I watch what I watch. Definitely not because a show is new and shiny, because I've never been an early adopter for these things. No midnight first showings for me, and I'm not the guy buying stuff on release date, unless it happened to be conveniently something that I wanted to see already and handily available when I went shopping. I may preorder, but it comes via media mail usually, so it's weeks after release date by the time I get it in my hands, so it's not new and shiny for anyone else. It's not usually the plot, because I couldn't tell you what's going on in almost all the shows I watch. Not coherently, at least. Not in the sense that I have any idea what the whole overarching plot is. I can tell you about events that caught my attention, and that's about it. Character design is important, but I don't watch just because the cast is populated by good looking guys, although that has a factor in where it stands in the queue once I've acquired the show to watch. On the other hand, Neo Angelique Abyss is always getting bumped by One Piece, so there's other more important things to consider. Mascot characters are important. Well, they stick in my head more than a lot of human characters. Was watching a bunch of magical girl OPs and Ruby-chan's name came to mind a lot faster than Meimi or Seira or Asuka jr. Even Herb was higher priority in my memory than ... er, the main guy whose name has still not surfaced, but that's because of a vague idea that Herb has Ishida Akira's voice, although I'm not quite sure why I think that. Watching a few shows online, via Crunchyroll and Hulu. iTunes had dubbed Bleach, so that was a waste of money. Not that many shows, despite the vast assortment available now. No incentive if I already own them on DVD, and no incentive if I wouldn't be watching that show otherwise. So I've seen bits of Natsume Yuujin Cho, because I quite like the manga, plus Inoue Kazuhiko does Nyanko-sensei's voice. And Katekyo Hitman Reborn, because I quite like Hibird, and Kondo Takashi does Hibari. Bits of Bleach, because I like the manga, even if I am currently quite confused about how death is meant to work there, and Ulquiorra has Namikawa Daisuke's voice. Both those reasons are strong contenders for why I preordered Kimi ni Todoke also. So I look at the cast. If my favorite character has one of my favorite seiyuu, I'm highly more likely to watch the show, especially if there's several of them wandering around. Plus mascots. Gintama has Sadaharu, and Ishida Akira as Katsura, and Nakai Kazuya as Hijikata, and I'd watch it online if I could remember episode number or episode titles to tell me where I left off. Easier if it was on DVD, but apparently it wasn't popular enough to get the next season licensed. Or something.
current mood: contemplative
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| Thursday, November 18th, 2010
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5:34 am - Captain?
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I had a dream that some kind of medical paper was due in two days, but I had given it to Jaime for signing, and he hadn't turned it in yet. Big huge line of people waiting to turn in their papers, and someone had moved my intray. I was looking for it in the middle, and it was on top, probably because of the bottle of B15 with the note on it. So I'm poking my head into people's dorm rooms going 'Jaime? Jaime?' in the hopes of someone responding, because a) I don't know what room he's in, and b) I wouldn't recognize him anyway. So this guy without glasses says "Captain Jaime" correcting me, sort of thing, and I'm like "OK, Captain Jaime. Do you have my paper?" Turnred out he did. I was half expecting that he'd lost it, actually. And I agreed to sign his reciprocally. No clue whatsoever what these papers actually were, but I was comparing mine with his prior to signing, and it seems like our respective doctors filled out totally different sections. Not in the sense of 'this section if you're a guy, and this section for your OB/Gyn' but his had grip strength and all sorts of stuff and mine had eyesight, etc. (These were computer printouts, so the blank parts were scrunched up empty and the filled out bits took up more room, so it was easy to see that it was different bits if you looked at what was filled out.) And all on one piece of paper, with lots of abbreviations, so I was going 'so what's OB or BP (or whatever the heck abbreviations were on there)' but my brain was getting sidetracked, thinking "Wait, what kind of Captain?" I had the idea somehow that it was a pilot, but then, it could just as easily be ship or the rank or even of a team, because none of them really fit. I remember thinking that there were over 20 types of Captain, but I have no idea if that's correct.
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| Sunday, September 12th, 2010
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9:36 am - Fat Cat
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About halfway through Fat Cat by Robin Brande. So far so good. The main character, Cat, is doing a science fair project that involves living like Homo erectus, more or less. With modifications because she lives in modern times and there are some unavoidable things, like not being able to get the same foods that they had back then. Everything's been modified by humans for thousands of years. The fruits have been bred for taste and size, the meats are all raised for commercial sale, everything's modern. But she does her best with whole grains and doing a lot of cooking to avoid commercial processing. It was difficult in many ways, because she was a junk food junkie who drank a lot of diet coke. Total reversal of diet. But at least she already knew how to cook, so she wasn't stuck just eating fruit and raw vegetables while learning how to cook. Because part of her premise was that Homo erectus knew how to cook, so she was allowed to cook under her rules. And then she tried total vegetarian food, partly because she was working at a vegetarian cafe, partly because the meats she had available were all modern in treatment, hormones, drugs, etc. Even the ones which hadn't been treated had been exposed simply by living in America. Which got me thinking. It's the capitalism, partly, that's responsible. Because look, you get a product that sells, and you think, wow, if only I could sell it to more people, I'd make more money. Maybe not you, but certainly the guy who takes over your business. But the shelf life makes it difficult to spread it further, so some other person thinks, hey, what if we add some emulsifiers or some antioxidants or whatever so that we can spread it further without losing sales time to travel time. So that happens. And then demand outstrips supply, so someone else says, what if you substitute these more easily obtained ingredients for those which take longer to grow, you could make more product, and that happens, but the original recipe has long since been changed out of existence. Except it's all listed as 'New and Improved Formula' or not mentioned at all except maybe to the FDA, which doesn't care as long as it's not actually poisonous. Same for cows and eggs and whatnot, except that it's hormones to increase size or production. Fertilizers too. Anything to keep supply up to demand to ultimately make money. I don't know what they do in foreign parts. France and Italy probably don't do all that hormones and fertilizer because they're known for regional produce, so they've got no incentive to spread it. No point in bringing people there if they can get the same thing somewhere else. You must go to ____ to get XXX or YYY. Available nowhere else in the world. America's got some of that too, of course. Candy you can only get in certain regions. Soda you can only get in certain regions. Franchises you can only get in certain regions. Not sure if it's because they're not using preservatives or if they're just selling product that people in other regions refused to buy. Or if they simply had no need to spread their influence further than their reach. They make enough to live on, they're happy, they're able to keep up with demand without adulterating product.
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| Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010
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1:02 pm - I'm yellow?
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Got to say, it's darn hard to take a quiz when you have no idea what half the questions are about. Drafting? What the heck is it? And the political situation? No idea if the King is the King of my own city state or if he's the head of the whole region. Not to mention where we stand vis a vis that other lady who may be bilking those other people, whoever they were. And those are important things to know. And things like that. Which may be why I got yellow.
And apparently I forgot to copy the script that would display the official yellow luxor results... Anyway, this guy named Brent Weeks has got some book coming out in August which may or may not make sense of the quiz. Unless he has some earlier books in the same world, which would make more sense. I should probably go look this up.
current mood: curious
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| Sunday, July 18th, 2010
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6:41 am - dreams and sequels
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I had an odd dream last night. And possibly a sequel. It was different. There was some guy who had been commissioned to draw a picture of a baby, so he was working on that, in her house, which was huge and foreign. Then her relatives or whoever gradually left, and the lights went out. Total pitch blackness. Except this guy wasn't any old artist. Picks up the baby and starts going through the house, flipping light switches. None of the bonking into walls that we'd be doing. Nope.
But the light switches don't turn on either. And they're not regular light switches. There's several parts to them. Flipping all the bits the other way doesn't work. So he's going around, trying different things with different switches, and finally the lights go on all over the house. I got a good look at the configuration that worked, but I'm not sure what it was anymore. Some bit up and some bit down, definitely.
Turns out he's in some important bedroom. There was some kind of divination going on with the family. Whichever room he managed to get the light on in, meant something. The people who were there consulted a big chart to see what it meant. They were quite happy that he was there, instead of some other part of the house.
And the other part of the dream, I think was in a different time, but the same family. There was some girl from that family. And I can't remember a chunk, but the important bit was that she showed up at my workplace with a bunch of weird coins, and I agreed to buy them off her, except that nobody had the least clue how much they were actually worth, and they were all different kinds, and hardly any were coin shaped. So I was trying to lay them out on the counter by type. There were five different tiny coin-shaped ones, with writing, and I'm pretty sure one actually said 'five dollars' on it, which would be really easy to lose, so whoever minted those guys must have kept a lot better track of their money. Because those guys were smaller than pennies, for Pete's sake.
I think we might have a had a problem with the actual valuation of the money, in the end, but it didn't get to that point, because she was still adding up when I woke up. But quarter-size coins she was adding up at $25 each, I think. I remember thinking that I was adding in coins, and she was adding in dollars, which actually makes sense, considering, but meant that I was certainly going to be spending more than I had originally estimated.
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| Sunday, May 23rd, 2010
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6:38 am - one plot element that I've grown to dislike is...
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you know, when you find someone who has obviously been recently injured, and you, being the nice person that you are, pick him up and go "hey, are you ok? don't die! I'll go get some help" and then you stand up, turn around, and voila, someone else comes along and thinks you just killed that guy, just because you're sort of bloody and you look mildly suspicious. The actual reasons for you looking suspicious don't really matter to the situation, but it's usually got to do with character development, so it's going to vary depending on who wrote the story. But it always drives me nuts, because it happens all the time, and it's always the non-suspicious looking person who did it, except nobody ever believes you when you say it. (Well, ok, maybe your actual friends believe you, but they've got no pull with authority, so it doesn't matter.) Because usually the other person is nowhere to be found. So you're the one who gets hauled into custody, because innocent until proven guilty doesn't apply in those cases where they've still got to hold you safe until trial. I remember some science fiction book where the justice system worked on the theory of 'guilty until proven innocent' but I can't remember whether anyone worked hard to prove the arrestees' innocence. Can't remember what book it was either, but it was one of those where it was someone from our world running into trouble with aliens. Lots of those around. Because, darn it, I was reading Clamp Psychic Investigators 1, and that young Takamura got accused of setting the lake on fire just because he was there, and right after that, I was reading Harukanaru 7, I think it was, and Shimon was accused of hurting that kid just because he's blond, so it just fed me up. Aargh. Plus there's all those darn idiots in mystery stories who pick up the weapon that was just used, for whatever reason, right before authority shows up, and all those other idiots who try to cover up for the other person that they think did it because they saw them leaving the scene just before they came by. Double aargh. Bad enough that you look suspicious in general without compounding it. hmmm. Lj's spellcheck doesn't like 'proven' for some reason...
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| Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010
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7:12 am - star fleet dream
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can't think why I'd have a Star Trek related dream, since it's been ages since I saw the movie, but that's what it was. So, at the Academy, when they're doing training exercises, they get a sample bridge crew and they're allowed to switch chairs at will, only whatever problem comes up, whoever's in that chair at that time has to handle it. And the problems come up at random, so nobody knows whether it's going to be a distress call in foreign, or a sudden attack, or the steering going all whacko, or what. So the Kirk-oid guy keeps hogging the command chair, and even though people bump him, he bumps them right back a couple of minutes later. I think my dream was focused on the other guy, the kid genius, except I'm really bad with faces, and everybody was wearing pretty much the same color outfit, so it could have been either of them. Somebody had been studying their butt off for the past few years, once they got incentive, and accelerated himself through regular school into Star Fleet Academy. Probably wasn't Kirk-oid, since the neighborhood surroundings weren't at all farm or plain like, just a bunch of houses and stuff. Unless my subconscious doesn't do farm backgrounds, and substituted normal. In any case, Kirk-oid guy gets up to take a bit of a walk around to see what everyone else is doing, and in the meantime, the other guy, his big rival, plops down in the command chair, so when Kirk-oid gets back, he has to take the other guy's place. And that other guy doesn't have much chance to savor the command chair when the lady who was in the Chekov seat demands he change with her. I'm not sure what species she was. Got one of those big ridgy foreheads, so Klingon? But one of the pale Klingons. My brain thought Cardassian for a bit, but ... could be hapa, I suppose. There's some girl who was stuck at the worst seat on the bridge, whatever it is. She doesn't dare bump anyone lest they be mean to her later, and nobody's going to bump her because it's a junk seat. Not sure what it was, but it's got to be one of those people who doesn't get much screen time and no lines either. And then, for some reason, it moved to food. Everybody has these touch pad things where they can order food. It shows four food groups, and humans are allowed to order one item from each of the groups per meal. Whatever combination. There was some alien species that's allowed to order as much food as they like, because they naturally eat a lot. I get the feeling that someone was planning to reprogram their pad so that it looked like it belonged to that species, but on the other hand, that species can't eat a lot of things, so it's a limited menu, even though they eat a lot of it. So the computer would find it fishy that that species was suddenly starting to order a bunch of food that they can't eat.
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| Wednesday, January 27th, 2010
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12:15 pm - the book was better...
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I was wearing my The Book was Better t-shirt to Sherlock Holmes on general principles, but it wasn't all that bad, if you ignore certain Holmesian wossnames. At least you get the sense that they read the books and pulled plot elements out, even though they also added in a bunch of stuff and I'm not entirely sure about other stuff. So, Lord Blackwood. I haven't been able to work out why he's a Lord. I mean, his dad said he was conceived during a ceremony, so I'm assuming that a) she wasn't his wife, and b) unless she was married to a different lord, he was illegitimate and wouldn't have a title. But if b), then how did his dad know he was his son? And if a), he must have known who his dad was, and it wouldn't have been a secret to be deduced by ear similarity. Although it must have been an open secret in the society, because clearly he definitely knew who his dad was. And corpse worms. How long does it take for worms to infest a corpse? I'm guessing longer than 10 - 12 hours, which is how long they figured that guy had been dead, and less than that for the time he was in the coffin. Where exactly do corpse worms come from anyway? If they're in the dirt, I'm sure people would notice them when they're digging graves. If they have to develop from whatever insect lays eggs in corpses when they find them, there's no way they'd be all wiggly in the time span. It is a bit odd for Sherlock to be so hostile to Mary Morstan just because Watson likes her. And assuming that they'll never work together just because he's off and married is totally non-canon. That's gratuitous gayosity right there, so someone was definitely in a slashy frame of mind when the movie was being made, and it's not just fangirling. (Which is not to say that the gayness is not canon, because I swear there's some bits in the original which look totally gay to me.) He wouldn't go around saying that she dumped her old fiance unless there was some logical reason for it, canonically, so that was just plain stupid. I'm not too sure about this Irene Adler as an action hero sort of thing. Clever, yes, cross dressing, yes, but explosives? working for Moriarty? I'm assuming this would be after A Scandal in Bohemia, since her and Sherlock had a prior acquaintance, so poor Mr. Norton has gotten himself killed off screen, since she was a widow, and so there would have had to be another unchronicled case or two where they could have met again. So it's entirely possible she ended up stuck for money one way or the other, but somehow it doesn't feel quite right. And I'm still wondering about the French business, but that doesn't matter too much. Probably got some way of telling Caucasians from other Caucasians by their clothing or stance or whatever. And also wondering how Irene and Watson found him in that place where he was trying out the ceremony. Then again, the police did too, so maybe it was just the attic of their regular house. Sherlock picking up tons of information and not disgorging it until the end is very him. Chemical experiments, also very him. Watson being able to wossname the deductions about his brother's watch to that other guy's watch is a bit unusual, but not totally out of character. There was one shot of a kid who I was hoping would turn out to be an Irregular, but there wasn't any sign of him using Irregulars in this movie. Maybe later.
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| Saturday, December 5th, 2009
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8:36 pm - favorite characters
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I had a list once of my favorite characters, trying to work out the common denominator. Probably on my computer that died, but I was buying Nemu*Nemu merchandising today, and it occurred to me that, as per usual, I like slightly fringe characters. Ones, nevertheless, who still have plenty of merchandising, so I'm not alone in this. But it's part of a trend. Take Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Most of the merchandising is taken up by Tsuna and the big 6, with some bits for the rest of the cast, which is probably just as well, because I've been limiting myself to Hibird, Hibari (preferably with Hibird, but sometimes by himself), and Dino. Because Hibird and Hibari stuff sells out pretty quickly, so usually it's out of stock by the time I find out about it (darn Hibird blanket...), and there's not much with Dino, but there's a fighting chance that it'll still be around when I find out about it. Or Naruto. There's tons of merchandising, but all I'm buying is Kakashi shirts and Iruka pins, largely because that's about all I can put up with. OK, I'd buy an Iruka shirt if I saw one, and it didn't have a whole bunch of other people on it. Because it's got to be an Iruka shirt, and not 'a cast shirt including Iruka, amongst others' as such. Oh, and keychains, except I swear I bought one and I can't find it, so evidently there's a bit of ninja quality to those. Gintama. I would buy Sadaharu stuff, except the stuff I find is the wrong stuff, and the stuff I want is always sold out before I find it. And I may have some random Katsura and Hijikata stuff, if they look good on it. So essentially, I think I own some towels' worth of merchandising. I was seriously contemplating the seven lucky gods omamori, but couldn't get a complete set, plus I still think they're mismatched for their roles (deliberately? it's so egregious that it's got to be.) so it's hard to think of them seriously.
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