Blogger's Walk and Otaku Fly

Long time no write!

Well, for the past 4 days I've really had nothing much to write about - my muse had left me, dear readers! And I've tried looking everywhere for inspiration too, including square watermelons and Japanese loincloths.

Though I must admit that the loincloths almost did do it for me.... and I'm not entirely sure which of the objects in the two pictures below are the squarest.

Anyway, I decided to get some fresh air and get out for a walk, to clear my thoughts, and to see what would come to me as I take in the wonderful scent of car exhaust and industrial pollution...

As I contemplated my Blogger's Block (sounds like some form of constipation!), various random thoughts were coming to me. They came with reckless abandon; there one minute and gone the next. I grasped onto a few ideas; latched onto them desperately like a small child tugging on his mother's skirt, trying to find meaning and understanding in such an uncertain world. I dismissed many ideas, contemplated few, and in the end held up the thoughts I had filtered for keen inspection. I knew my blog entry had to be cutting edge. Something that would make people sit up and take notice (and something that didn't involve breasts).

So, what were the fruits of my labor? An hour walk, and 4 days of sleepless nights and making endless excuses to my fellow readers this is what I came up with:

Well, I vaguely considered what it would be like to be a fly.

I wondered what it would be like to be a fly (only having a limited life span, of say, a day - not those uber ones that last 2 weeks) and just having discovered anime. What would a fly watch? How much reasonably good anime could you fit into a 24 hour period? I figured (with a break of 5 minutes between each series in order to land on someone's face and annoy the crap outta them), that if I had Death Note, that would take up at least 14 hours of the day, and then maybe Azumanga Daioh, say about another 9 hours. And then I could watch 5 Centimeters Per Second, just to finish off the anime marathon. And the best thing is, I wouldn't have time to feel depressed after watching 5 Centimeters, cause I'd be dead!

Now, to bring this into context for discussion in today's blog (yes, there is a point! lol), I kinda feel like Otaku Fly. Well, my life span is alot longer (hopefully), but as I continue to see my "Want to Watch" list grow to even more epic proportions (with many thanks to fellow anime lovers out there making so many awesome suggestions), I can sympathise with Otaku Fly when he has just discovered anime, and yet has so little time in his day to watch it all.

I browse forums and more often than not see 18-25 year olds having watched 300+ titles, and I'm thinking - whoa!, do these guys have a job? Do they go to school? Is there a real life outside of anime for them? How is it possible? They must have been Cowboy Bebopping in the womb or something. lol

Epic Sadness vs Epic Greatness!

Can you guess which are my stats? lol Needless to say, I envy these people. I haven't actually completed a series in a while. I find that after I start watching one, I then hear about another cool series, and then start that one too. And so I end up with a lot of unfinished series, but nothing that can increase that golden watched total.

So I guess my round-about lengthy dissertation of fly life spans and interests basically comes down to a simple final set of questions? What are your viewing habits? Do you watch multiple series at a time? Or do you just finish off one to immediately go onto the next? Do you frequently have all-nighters to finish a series? (hehe, spell check wanted to change it to nighties or nightwear). How often would you watch anime in a week? How do you manage real life (work, school, partners, friends, social activities, sleep) around your viewing habits?

I want to learn the secret of getting that watched total up to Otaku greatness! lol

As a fly (or even as an aspiring Otaku wannabe) I can see why managing one's time to fit in as much anime as one can before death, is a little depressing. Such is the addiction of anime!

If my post ended on a depressing note, I leave you all with this alternative thought:

Stay tuned for next time when I hypothesize why female Otaku's don't wear dresses.