it's a bird! it's a plane! it's..... SOCK GIRL!! :O
World Domination Status: Currently experiencing communication problems, as the AP has moved the base phone from the kitchen to the back bedroom in hopes of getting better reception. Thus, all calls made to HQ result in one ring, then static on the caller's end and a dial tone in HQ.
ANNE: Try the cell phone again tonight if you can't get through - I'll leave it on.
Last night I had a dream where I went to Japan with the AP and the brother and visited with callmecaito. It was rather interesting because I was the only one of the three of us with any knowledge of Japanese, but the only phrase I could manage was, "Watashi wa Mandy desu," which just led to people excitedly rambling on at me in Japanese, as they assumed that I actually knew what they were saying. Luckily, Caitlin had a fairly good grasp of the language (it was a dream, after all), so even though she didn't speak the language (at least, she never did as near as I could tell in the dream, but there were many hushed, inaudible conversations between her and others, so who knows), she could at least give us some sort of translation. Fun times were had, as the AP was footing the bill for everything, so we went out to eat a lot and treated Caitlin's friends. I vaguely recall there being an incident where a couple of guys were trying to get my phone number (also the brother's, which was rather strange, though he was younger and more attractive and maybe-possibly Gillichu off-and-on, so WEIRD) and Caitlin scolded me out for leading them on (oops? >.> ). Also, weird noodles and bamboo shoots and a weird grey goo that I refused to eat which then turned out to be noodles, actually, I was just having vision problems. Weird.
Strangest of all was when Caitlin and I went shopping and we were visiting all these little sidewalk/swap-meet stands and stuff and she was buy an outrageous number of tops because they'd been marked down to like... 400 yen each (or something - prices may've remained in dollars in my dream, in which case they were about $4). Half these tops were very risque, hoochy things that could not be worn just anywhere, also, and I kept asking her if she was sure about this, and she was saying, hey, they're only 400¥ each! What's the problem? (I distinctly remember a black, form-fitting bustier with a bare midriff and feathers along the top and bottom, and a silver zipper down the middle of the front, just begging for some overly-enthusiastic guy to come along and tug it.)
Sometime during this shopping expedition I discovered that since coming to Japan, Caitlin had apparently become something of a national celebrity. How? Well, she was Sock Girl. That is, she had her own TV show (apparently produced by YouTube, but aired on actual TV as well? She was getting paid either way) where she talked about all kinds of socks. It didn't matter if she only spoke in English during the entire show, because everyone loved her (and there may've been subtitles as well). In fact, at one point there was a heated debate about which Sock Girl was better. Realize, there was only one Sock Girl, and that was Caitlin, but for the first three months of the show (or something - may've been longer), her trademark image included a couple of red socks that had been cut down to be armbands, which she then wore around her biceps. With the start of the new season, however, she'd changed over to wearing a couple of brilliant blue "sockies," the biggest new thing in Japan in my dream - one of the swap-meet tables had a number of them for sale, and was specifically advertising that you could "be like Sock Girl!" Sockies, it would seem, were in fact just mini-kerchiefs that you tie around your ankles. They didn't actually protect your feet, but they were cute, and Sock Girl wore them, so they MUST be absolutely wonderful.
Curiously, when discussing red!Sock Girl versus blue!Sock Girl, someone (possibly me) brought up Doctor Who, saying that it was like Nine versus Ten. Sure, Nine was really awesome and cool and everything, but hey. Ten is damn sexy. So neither one is "better," just "different." And Caitlin is always damn sexy, so really, it's a pointless argument >.>
Almost as good as Clan ending up in the Renaissance and Anne being the descendent of Elizabeth I's secret love child. Almost.
ANNE: Try the cell phone again tonight if you can't get through - I'll leave it on.
Last night I had a dream where I went to Japan with the AP and the brother and visited with callmecaito. It was rather interesting because I was the only one of the three of us with any knowledge of Japanese, but the only phrase I could manage was, "Watashi wa Mandy desu," which just led to people excitedly rambling on at me in Japanese, as they assumed that I actually knew what they were saying. Luckily, Caitlin had a fairly good grasp of the language (it was a dream, after all), so even though she didn't speak the language (at least, she never did as near as I could tell in the dream, but there were many hushed, inaudible conversations between her and others, so who knows), she could at least give us some sort of translation. Fun times were had, as the AP was footing the bill for everything, so we went out to eat a lot and treated Caitlin's friends. I vaguely recall there being an incident where a couple of guys were trying to get my phone number (also the brother's, which was rather strange, though he was younger and more attractive and maybe-possibly Gillichu off-and-on, so WEIRD) and Caitlin scolded me out for leading them on (oops? >.> ). Also, weird noodles and bamboo shoots and a weird grey goo that I refused to eat which then turned out to be noodles, actually, I was just having vision problems. Weird.
Strangest of all was when Caitlin and I went shopping and we were visiting all these little sidewalk/swap-meet stands and stuff and she was buy an outrageous number of tops because they'd been marked down to like... 400 yen each (or something - prices may've remained in dollars in my dream, in which case they were about $4). Half these tops were very risque, hoochy things that could not be worn just anywhere, also, and I kept asking her if she was sure about this, and she was saying, hey, they're only 400¥ each! What's the problem? (I distinctly remember a black, form-fitting bustier with a bare midriff and feathers along the top and bottom, and a silver zipper down the middle of the front, just begging for some overly-enthusiastic guy to come along and tug it.)
Sometime during this shopping expedition I discovered that since coming to Japan, Caitlin had apparently become something of a national celebrity. How? Well, she was Sock Girl. That is, she had her own TV show (apparently produced by YouTube, but aired on actual TV as well? She was getting paid either way) where she talked about all kinds of socks. It didn't matter if she only spoke in English during the entire show, because everyone loved her (and there may've been subtitles as well). In fact, at one point there was a heated debate about which Sock Girl was better. Realize, there was only one Sock Girl, and that was Caitlin, but for the first three months of the show (or something - may've been longer), her trademark image included a couple of red socks that had been cut down to be armbands, which she then wore around her biceps. With the start of the new season, however, she'd changed over to wearing a couple of brilliant blue "sockies," the biggest new thing in Japan in my dream - one of the swap-meet tables had a number of them for sale, and was specifically advertising that you could "be like Sock Girl!" Sockies, it would seem, were in fact just mini-kerchiefs that you tie around your ankles. They didn't actually protect your feet, but they were cute, and Sock Girl wore them, so they MUST be absolutely wonderful.
Curiously, when discussing red!Sock Girl versus blue!Sock Girl, someone (possibly me) brought up Doctor Who, saying that it was like Nine versus Ten. Sure, Nine was really awesome and cool and everything, but hey. Ten is damn sexy. So neither one is "better," just "different." And Caitlin is always damn sexy, so really, it's a pointless argument >.>
Almost as good as Clan ending up in the Renaissance and Anne being the descendent of Elizabeth I's secret love child. Almost.