DonKangolJones’ Images of the Week: January 16th (am I watching anime, or the Playboy channel?)

Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day!  And for those of you that don’t think it’s a real holiday and don’t earnestly celebrate it, you’re a racist!  Black people, I’m talking to you too!  Learn your holidays you lazy kids.  *grabs cane and shakes it*  I have to say, it’s been one hell of a productive week, at least as far as anime goes anyway.  Outside of anime and manga it’s been kinda rough.  I’m on the verge of beating Skyward Sword when the Motion Plus breaks, the washing machine breaks, I lose a 32 gig SD card…  dear lord!  Anime has been a respite!  So I hope you enjoy what comes across as an extra level of enthusiasm for one of the few things that have been awesome possum for me this week.  Anime, you are my sanctuary!

DonKangolJones’ Images of the Week: Jan. 2nd (Happy New Year! …now put your pants back on.)

It’s amazing how some people choose to spend their first day of a new year.  Some spend it in church.  That’s understandable.  Not my way mostly, but it’s still fine.  I’ve had enough of midnight mass or church, it just feels weird to me.  I’ll save my fellowship for daytime.  *ahem!*  The rant has ended.  Then there are those people that choose to spend it with family, a personal favorite of mine.  You can drink whatever you want with people who probably won’t rob you when you’ve passed out on the floor… or in the bathtub.  Don’t ask.  And you never have to worry about how you’re getting home with a BAC (blood alcohol content) that could very well be a Major League baseball player’s batting average, while avoiding police checkpoints.

Then there are who have to spend that time; the very waxing hours of the morning, the day, the year, at work.  And depending on the profession, you have to spend that time with the a-holes who seem to choose to spend their first hours of 2012 in the hospital or jail.  You morons make me sick and are the reason why I prefer to spend my waxing hours doing what I did, watching anime.  The holiday vacation time is a good time to catch up on many things.  I’m happy to say I caught up or started some nice material, and unlike the post I had there’s a much greater variety.  So for those of you who, like me, enjoy all things anime,  here are my anime, manga and pervy (hooray) images of the week.

Eureka7 ep13: loud and squirelly. That’s Renton alright.

I decided to pick up from here simply because I’ve watched the first cour of this show several times from the begining and there’s really no point of going over it again.  I’m determined to properly knock this show out in 2012, so I’m not f*cking around.  That said, this really was a good place to pick back up again. Right after the Seven Swell Event.

It was interesting to see the contrast between the two couples.  Both at this point having a very long way to go.  Dominic seems to be a somewhat impatient guy, but he’s incredibly patient and understanding of Anemone.  He may be trying to disguise it as duty.  But he’s going above and beyond for other reasons, or else he wouldn’t be coddling her; he’d be using his command voice.

And Renton… well all these years since watching the show and he’s exactly as I remember him.  Loud.  And squirrelly.  And for someone who is incredibly ignorant about the world, he learns quickly how to get around it.  I shudder to think how lost Dominic would be without Renton during that trip.

The last few minutes of the episode are quite beautiful and there’s a lot of staring going on.  Renton’s natural skill and blessing of being accepted by the Type Zero have firmly set him in Dominic’s eyes as his key rivals.  I’m not sure what Renton really thinks of Dominic in turn, as he seems like just a screwy uptight guy.  But he won’t ever forget Anemone.  And Holland… yeah, I can tell what kind of mood Holland is in within a 3 second span.  There’s something a bit painfully dark about him during this part of the show.  A gifted pilot and leader like him should make him immediately likable, but he really is missing something.  Or maybe it’s a matter of him not having “it”, but rather having lost “it”.

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