Friday, September 7, 2007

Mmm...hot...CARTOON man love?!


Ahhh, hot man love. What would we do without you?

I suppose the answer to that question is: cry a great deal. Which is precisely what we did when we discovered that we are not yet qualified to go to YAOI CON. That's right. A complete convention dedicated to hot, steamy, (somewhat androginous) asian man love. So you can understand our utter dismay when one of the qualifications of going to Yaoi Con was that you have to be at least 18 years old. Which we, needless to say, are not. (yet.)

HOWEVER. As we also discovered, this age limit also means that some super awesome stuff happens as well. To show this, here is a real quote from Yaoi Con 2005: "'Take your pants off for your country!' — Fan girl to the buff U.S. Marine on stage."* This example is from what would probably be the most exciting part of...maybe our lives. If not the convention. The BISHOUNEN AUCTION. If you don't know what a bishounen is (also fondly referred to as "bishies"), they are pretty much just...hot manga guys. And according to the Sequential Tart article, there is much seduction, stripping, making out, dogpiles, and stuffing of money into your favorite bishie's underpants.

How awesome is it to be over 18?

*That is also from the Sequential Tart article.
**The above picture is by halobender of deviantART.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Euphemisms for Embarrassed...


The days goodness for you all to enjoy...

So today was the first day of school, for our most marvelous selves. I could have cried. I was even giving it serious consideration, as I walked out the door.

My day officially started with study hall in the (clockless) lunch room, where I sat and tried to figure out how to open the new lock for me locker. (7/20+ times right! woot!).

And then came...English. Da da dumm....

Normally not an issue for me. Today...well, still not an issue. Just...embarrassing.

So we were sitting. Chatting. Talking. Mr. T was rambling on about this and that (he's a rambling type of guy, apparently), when suddenly he gets it into his head to ask if anyone knows what a euphemism is. And of course I know, so I raise me hand.

And he calls on me.

And I think for a moment on how to respond...and suddenly all I can think of are euphemisms for various parts of the anatomy (can you say, love wand?), or manlove, or sex. Or all of them at once. (Large, double layered Grecian cake with large candles and tons of icing*)

So I'm sitting there, trying to fumble for an answer while thinking purple headed weasel of love, moon grotto, lovely mounds, pink tipped mountains. Predictably...it did not work. I could not think of a way to explain without an example, and I didnt think the class would appreciate my comparison between a cock and a drill. So I ended up mumbling something about implying without directly saying, to which he replied no, thats an implication (le duh).

And then the most annoying kid ever, who will now be known as Codename Blackbird, raises his hand and answers. The right answer. And the girl behind me leans forward and whispers that man, its a messed up world when Codename Blackbird knows an answers that I dont!

...Thank you, for that...Very much appreciated.



*If anyone not Melanie can figure that one out, or even just a chunk of it, I'll think of some kind of prize....

Monday, September 3, 2007

Introductions, woo!

Hey. This is the super awesome blog of Melanie and Shannon. (Well, it is.)

Here we will discuss everything from hunky man love to books to even hunkier man love. We got our priorities. For example:


Thank you, Gerard Way. (P.S. If you made that image, sorry. We just stole it from Facebook.) This should kick off the awesome of our blog and give you a preeeeetty accurate idea of what we will be doing here. Minus the book reviews. This is not a book review. (We hope. (There will also be many, many things in parentheses.))

Speaking of book reviews, we have the absolute best publishing website that you should visit: Trisky Lion. Yeah. That's right.*

Alrighty then. Until next time,

Melanie and Shannon, signing off. (woo!)

*If you do not see and/or understand the joke on the website, please refrain from killing us with your laser beam eyes of dh00m. We only look to serve, people.