Lunch With Bleach?

If I could, I would probably have lunch with Tite Kubo, the creator of an anime named "Bleach" or the creator of an anime called "Soul Eater".  Why you may be wondering?  Well I want to be an animator so it would be nice to talk to someone with experience in the type of media that I wish to use to see how the animation industry is going and if I'll have a good shot with my ideas.

Meet My Siblings!

I have both a brother and a sister, though I only live with my brother.  My sister is a bit like me in the sense that we're both shy yet outgoing when comfortable enough, a bit of a geek, and a major cornball at times.  My brother, however, is the complete opposite of me.  Energetic beyond belief, and an extremely outgoing person.  He will start a full-blown conversation with a complete stranger!

Any pet you say?

If I could have any pet in the world it would have to be either a Ring-Tailed Lemur or a Desert Viper (tamed of course).  The lemur would have a near treehouse habitat, that way he can have the freedom to swing around.  The viper, however, wouldn't be as free.  It would be treated as any other snake but way cooler.

My deepest fear?

My two deepest fears are falling from great heights and aliens.  For the alien fear, it's only their given appearance that creeps me out.  Their big, buggy, black eyes and small thin frame is just unsettling.  My fear of heights, or acrophobia, is starting to lessen due to a four-seater plane ride and a ride on Space Mountain and The Matterhorn at Disneyland as you may have read in my "Bravery" post.  Soon I'll take on Goliath!... okay maybe just ninja.

Ambrosia!

I have actually thought of pursuing the culinary arts as a career choice, so I sort of have it planned out.  The place would either be called "Abrosia!" or "F.O.O.D." or something else cleaver.  One idea was to make a restaurant completely dedicated to sandwiches, with the exception of the occasional soup, salad, and kettle chips.  However, no one will eat a sandwich all of the time so it is slightly flawed in the sense that it's so strait forward.  The decor would have to either match the name (i.e. Ambrosia! would be almost royal looking.), or it will completely be the opposite (i.e. if it were to be named Blu it would be completely red.).

Tenacious Rex

  Imagine one night seeing a comet crash into your backyard and as you go to observe, seeing it fall apart, the blue flames exstinguish, and a small reptillian figure emerging from the rubble.  Well if this ever happened to me, the small dinosaur would be a pet of mine named Rex.  Common name I know, but it only seems proper.  Also the young, near avian creature would have to be kept out of sight, less it be subject to testing and experimentation.  So he might not get much sunlight, but he'll be safe none the less.  Although, if it does show malicious nature or anything of the such, I might have to put it down.  That would have to be the only negative points to having a pet dinosaur, well that and having the occasional scratch/claw marks on me and my clothes.  So besides the potentional negative outcome of the creature and  the dino-sized... droppings, I wouldn't mind actually keeping and caring for the little extraterrestrial being.

Bacon Breakfast Sandwich anyone?

Of the many ambrosial meals in my culinary arsenal, my Bacon, Egg, and Cheese Sandwich is perhaps the most tasted.  From everyone who has had one, I've had (within all modesty) nothing but compliments and the occasional encore.  One is usually constructed as followed unless it's requested otherwise.

I begin making the sandwich in seperate pieces starting with the bacon, then toast then eggs, since they cool off the fastest they'll be last.  To cut down on grease popping, I bake the bacon in a baking pan (one summer afternoon while cooking bacon on a stovetop, my cornea was assaulted by the burning grease, so cutting that down will certainly help me.)  Next while that is cooking, I toast the bread in a George Foreman Grill (don't judge.)  Next is the egg, cooked in a buttered pan with the yoke popped and seasoned with a sprinkle of seasoning salt, garlic salt, and black pepper.  I fold the egg's sides to make either an ovacular or rectangular shape to better fit on the toast.  The toast is takin out while the other side of the egg is cooking.  When the egg is cooked to the right extent (my cousin likes the yoke to be a little uncooked), it's put on the toast and iI check on the bacon periodically untill it's fully cooked.  When fully cooked, the bacon is patted dry and folded into a v shape and placed two to a sandwich.  Finally a sprinkle of cheese tops off the meal which should be eaten with orange juice or a clear soda (i.e. Sprite, Sierra Mist, Mountain Dew.)

Bravery

Have you ever been soooooo afraid of something that you stop moving?  Well I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw the plane I was supposed to be going on.  It wasn't like an airline plane, oh no.  It was a small, four-seater plane and the pilot was an old Tuskegee Airman, and though I was honored, I was a little doubtful.  However, my little 8 year old brother was beside me so I had to bite the bullet and hop in the seat.  At first I was calm and collected, but then it took off and elevated rapidly (faster than I was used to anyways).  I could feel my heart gasping for freedom from my chest.  After about 30 seconds, which felt like 30 hours, the plane calmed and so did I.  No longer was I afraid of flying on a plane, and I now want to go after the treacherous rollercoaster!

If i had a hundred dollars? ... hmmmm

Hmmmm i really don't know what I'd do with the money.  I mean I could give it to charity, but which one?  There are litterally hundreds of charities... I could give one dollar to each but that's stupid... hmmmm.... I think  I would actually give it to either Komen for the Cure or the Keep a Breast Foundation.  Something of that manner, you know, to help cure diseases.

Do You Remember...

Do you remember how it feels to swim?
To be filled with happiness to the brim?
Allows you to think ever so clearly.
I enjoy this activity ever so dearly.

Do you remember the closest act to flying,
Blended with space, so you float without trying?
Do you remember its clear blue essence,
Brimming with animals that emit effervescence?

The giver of life that also gives joy,
Health and happiness it does deploy,
To every being, yes to her and to him.
So do you remember how it feels to swim?

There was something about the way she...

There was something about the way she walked,
The way she moved, the way she talked,
The way her voice, so softly drifted,
Just a graze of the ear, would leave me lifted.

A voice so fine, so sweet, so gracious,
That it left my mind so vacant and spacious.
Besides, of course, thoughts of us both.
And if you're special, that solemn oath.

To be within your heavenly gaze,
Coats my eyes with a wonderful glaze,
Leaves me in an oblivious haze,
For eons and eons, for days and days.

The first thing I want in the morning...

The first thing I want in the morning is sleep,
No shine of the sun,
Not a single peep.

To continue to sleep is a wondrous thing,
Until I wish to wake up,
The birds, they may sing.

So until, that is, that I decree,
"I wish to be awake",
Just leaveth me be.

For sleep is essential to a healthy being,
And in order to be healthy,
I needeth my sleep.

In this dream i was...

In this dream I was so free.
I fly like a bird, above all the trees,
The wind in my face, floor beneath my feet.
But unlike the bird a worm isn't my treat.

I don't know how i flew,
But one thing's for certain,
I'm enjoying too much to
Secrete any concern.

Sun shining so bright,
Not a care in the air,
No pain, loss, nor fright,
No theft, nor despair.

But in a quick flash,
My dream was all done for.
And like phoenix from ash,
My day starts all over.