Warning: This Blog Contains Anime Geekery
This blog was meant to be seen on Friday instead of Sunday...and then life got in the way (squiggle little thing that it is).
Anyhoo, it's not often that I recall my dreams. I'm sure I dream often, but damned if I have any recollection of them once I wake up. At best I'm inbued with that nagging sense of having dreamed, but still not having the slightest idea what it may have been about. However, after this dream I think my mind's just deliberately regressing the others in a valiant attempt to preserve my dignity. (Well...whatever of it I still have left. I think there might be a little bit lost somewhere between the couch cushions.) Either that, or my Inner Otaku still has a very firm grip on my proverbial reins.
Yes, Virginia, it was an anime dream. More specifically, a dream based on
The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. This can only mean one thing: if you have no idea what that series is about, all the sad silly anecdotes about this might be lost on you. Feel free to skip on down to the section where I don't have any pants.
To the dream!
Imagine, if you will: a cloudless night, and the full moon shines brightly upon a Japanese inn with a natural hotspring. It's out in the very rural areas, surrounded by trees and mountains. The inn has a large second-floor blacony, almost large enough to be considered a patio. On this balcony, Haruhi & Kyon stare out at the vast expanse of trees Kyon is dressed in the casual robes worn by the inn's customers, while Haruhi looks stunning wearing a summer festival kimono: white with fanciful flower prints on it.
Haruhi is very shy and embarrassed as, in a fit of unbelievable moe, she blurts out to Kyon that she loves him. Instead of offering up one of his usual caustic remarks or commentaries, Kyon tenderly wraps his arms around her and whispers words of affection into her ear. Haruhi blushes and smiles gently as he leads her to his room...
And then my alarm went off, and I was jolted awake. But the dream remained very vivid in my mind. My first thought upon waking up was: "Wow, another anime dream! How wacky is that?"
This thought was quickly followed by: "Wait...Haruhi and Kyon were acting horribly out of character. Oh no! I dreamed of a badly-written Haruhi fanfic!"
And then that thought was quickly followed by: "Wait...they were going to have sex right before I woke up! Oh no! I just dreamed of a badly-written Haruhi lemon fanfic!"
I feel so tainted now.
Oh well, at least this one didn't have the Akiodile. (Imagine, if you will: a monstrous crocodile, easily the size of a Tyrannosaur...but dressed in Akio Ohtori's trademark red shirt...and sporting Akio's trademark light purple, pony-tailed hair. Yeah, I'm pretty sure the mushrooms I had for dinner that night were not typical button mushrooms, as the grocery store insisted.)
In other news, Friday was National Random Act of Kindness Day. Did you perform a random act of kindness? Did you even know you were supposed to? (Me, I'm still holding out for next year to have an official "I Sat Next To You On The Bus Day".)
I wasn't able to get to this little bit of nowhere on Friday, so here is my belated, random act of kindness to all you Interwebs strangers out there: an image of me in my utterly brilliant, no-pants glory.
Behold!!!!!!
[Mel-chan's Edit: Hi Hi! Lucky for all of you, I checked out his blog right after he posted it and, since I know his passcode, I decided to perform my random act of kindness too: I removed the picture of him with no pants. You can thank me later.]Labels: random acts of no pants, The Badly-Written Dreamfics of Haruhi Suzumiya, what the hell is an Akiodile
posted by Phillip at 6:30 AM
