a lifting haziness

i apologise for my absence. this blog was very nearly nothing. but i've been told that nothing comes from nothing and if i am anything at all, i am a proprietor of something good, +vibes and the belief that one person can invoke change. so welcome back this crazyfool. this new leaf. better. stronger. changed. back. there is so much that could be said about the last two months - most of which lies beneath the smoke, not to be recovered. we'll progress... i was introduced to the japanese tape, which now sits on my sidebar with the others, by sweet trini who then partnered me into a project that is now commonly referred to as, i think... the japanese dub project. operations are handled by a group of good people (mostly penn state alumni) with me on the back end of it, using the copy copier borrowed from the depths of the dungeon full of dungeons, all to serve our own greedy desires to obtain amazing art. since then i have been exposed to several japanese game shows which typically involves some absurd obstacle(s) and a pool(s) of water (or mud); none more ridiculous than human tetris. it would seem that the greatest technological minds in the world prefer to run and play and slip and slide rather than answer in the form of a question. the japanese have a lighter, more youthful sense of 'game show' where fun and laughter is as much a reward as the monetary winnings. the japanese are able to laugh at themselves as they play in the mud, perhaps because they've already proven their intelligence and thus need not test it. the states, by comparison, embrace the stupid american stereotype with their game shows (excluding jeopardy), asking questions of their citizens like 'are you smarter than your 10year old?' or 'deal or no deal?' - game shows developed to push american consumerism; easy money, no brain required. what's so wrong with using your brain anyway? wrap your brain around this: a new impossible quiz. avoid it at all costs.