Current mood: cheerful
Category: Music
Yes that is right CHANCE by UVERworld.
This band is bitchen beyond belief.
They are classified as rock but I do find their sound a bit more pop. Although their is nothing wrong with them.
UVERworld, always can make you smile, and if you are wondering where have heard his voice before? This band has done many openings for animes most of all Bleach.
The band consist of:
Vocalist: Takuya (30)
Guitarist and band leader: Katsuya (28)
Guitarist: Akira (25)
Bassist: Nabuto (29)
Drummer: Shintarou (26)
Mascot: UVERchan!!
these guys make me giggle!
what do you think about them?
~Pomme~
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Oh my say it is SO!!!
Current mood: Awake
Did you guys hear!!!
IT IS TRUE!!
There is a new episode!
go to the youtube to check it out!!!!
so you see the link
right here -----> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1NV5QXbLUiY
click it and go watch it!!!
~Pomme~
Did you guys hear!!!
IT IS TRUE!!
There is a new episode!
go to the youtube to check it out!!!!
so you see the link
right here -----> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1NV5QXbLUiY
click it and go watch it!!!
~Pomme~
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Song of the Day: Alone Again, Wonderful World by Plastic Tree
Current mood: Electric
I be late sorry guys.
here it is.. *drum roll*
I for one am in love with this song and I love his voice!
Plastic Tree deserves more hype around here.
I love them lots!!
Plastic Tree has been around since 1993.
and the band consist of:
Vocalist: Arimura Ryutaro (36)
Bassist: Hasegawa Tadashi (39)
Guitarist: Nakayama Akira (38)
Drummer: Sato Kenken (31)
I hope you enjoy their music as much as I do!!
~Pomme~
I be late sorry guys.
here it is.. *drum roll*
I for one am in love with this song and I love his voice!
Plastic Tree deserves more hype around here.
I love them lots!!
Plastic Tree has been around since 1993.
and the band consist of:
Vocalist: Arimura Ryutaro (36)
Bassist: Hasegawa Tadashi (39)
Guitarist: Nakayama Akira (38)
Drummer: Sato Kenken (31)
I hope you enjoy their music as much as I do!!
~Pomme~
Sarai and the Updates!
Current mood: Amused
Hello everyone!! I hope you are all having a fantastically awesome day.
I would like to start off this blog by congratulating Miyavi and his wife, Melody, on the birth of their baby. Still no word on whether it is a boy or a girl, but from what I understand Mom and Baby are healthy. And really, that's all that matters in the long run.
I would also like to say that for today there will be no news from me and no second J-Rock Wizard of Oz chapter. I haven't finished chapter 8 yet, but it is coming along. EXPECT CRAZINESS!!
Chapter 8 may or may not include some of the following:
* Loss of limbs
* A platypus shaped air-craft
* A fight with flying platypi ON said platypus shaped air-craft
* Twink trying to use her non-existent brain to come up with a plan
* Arrival in Pink Star City
SO! That is what is going on today... Expect news tomorrow and, hopefully, chapters 8 and 9 of J-Rock Wizard of Oz. Until then,
This is Sarai and I am as out as leopard print bell-bottoms!
Hello everyone!! I hope you are all having a fantastically awesome day.
I would like to start off this blog by congratulating Miyavi and his wife, Melody, on the birth of their baby. Still no word on whether it is a boy or a girl, but from what I understand Mom and Baby are healthy. And really, that's all that matters in the long run.
I would also like to say that for today there will be no news from me and no second J-Rock Wizard of Oz chapter. I haven't finished chapter 8 yet, but it is coming along. EXPECT CRAZINESS!!
Chapter 8 may or may not include some of the following:
* Loss of limbs
* A platypus shaped air-craft
* A fight with flying platypi ON said platypus shaped air-craft
* Twink trying to use her non-existent brain to come up with a plan
* Arrival in Pink Star City
SO! That is what is going on today... Expect news tomorrow and, hopefully, chapters 8 and 9 of J-Rock Wizard of Oz. Until then,
This is Sarai and I am as out as leopard print bell-bottoms!
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Seven)
Current mood: Awake
Chapter Seven: Meeting the Yoshiki Lion
“I get it,” Said Sarai. “This is the part where we begin to chant. Because we had to meet up with the Bitch first. Of course.”
“No offense, Sarai, but this is no time for joking. We just almost got devoured by flying baby heads! Now we are horribly lost in another part of this scary forest and may very well be eaten by something else.” Said Pomme, trying not to cry.
“Oh, it’ll be alright Pomme. We’ll have you back to your Auntie Fawn soon enough. Then you can explain to her why you were out with the cute Koreans.” Replied Sarai, giving Pomme a playful kiss on the cheek.
As they walked, the bricks began to become worn and faded. Eventually the bricks stopped completely and, dismayed and feeling defeated, the group sat down to rest and to figure out what to do.
“Well, this isn’t good.” Said Gackt. “As long as we had a brick road to follow there was a chance of getting out of here. Now, now I don’t know what we are going to do. All of this has changed since I was frozen in place.”
“Sarai,” said Miyavi. “What were you saying earlier about lions and tigers and bears?”
“Oh, it’s just a line from a movie, Miyavi. There probably aren’t any lions or tigers or bears here.”
“I beg to differ.” Replied Pomme.
“Why?” asked Sarai.
“Because there is a big lion right behind me!” with that Pomme, Miyavi and Sarai all jumped up and fell over.
Just in front of them stood a tall figure with a long tail and a shaggy mane. It growled at them, then dropped to all fours and came up to them. As it got closer they noticed that it was, in fact, a lion with shaggy gold and silver fur all over its body.
“Holy Hell! Now what do we do?!” cried Pomme.
“Um, I don’t know! Hold still. Maybe it will go away!” replied Sarai, trying to remain calm.
Instead of going away, however, the lion came closer, sniffing at Sarai. Slowly it crept closer and closer, until it was a few inches away from Sarai’s sandaled feet.
“Go away.” Said Sarai, moving back a little and propping herself up.
The lion growled, low and threatening, then moved closer still. Quickly, Sarai jumped up, kicked off her sandals and began to run. Quick as lightning, the lion followed, chasing Sarai around a tree. As Sarai came around one side, Gackt came up and smacked the lion on the nose. The lion stopped, stunned, then sat down and began to curse.
“Fuck! That hurt! Goddamn, why did you do that?! I wasn’t going to hurt her! Fuck! Is my nose bleeding?!”
Sarai stopped, panting from running. “How was he supposed to know you weren’t going to hurt me? Why were you chasing me anyway?!”
The lion stopped worrying about his nose for a moment and looked slightly sheepish. “Your hair is really curly and I wanted to make one of them bounce.”
Sarai looked at the lion, the lion looked at Sarai and then they both burst into a fit of laughter. Just as they began to laugh Pomme and Miyavi caught up, instantly coming up and helping Sarai.
“I’m Sarai. What’s your name Mr. Lion?”
“Yoshiki. That’s Yosh-Key. Not any of that Yo-she-key shit. Just Yoshiki. You can call me Yo for short, if you like.” Said the Lion.
“Well, this is Pomme, Gackt and Miyavi. We are on our way to the Pink Star City to see the Wizard of J-Rock. Would you happen to know the way out of this forest?” asked Sarai.
“Actually, yes I would. I can show it to you, but in exchange you have to take me with you.”
“How did you become a talking lion?” asked Pomme.
“Well, once I was a human being. I was actually a Prince in a city far away from here. One day I was out for a walk and the Wicked Bitch of the West showed up. She tried to seduce me and I almost fell for it. But when I finally told her that I wasn’t interested she got angry and turned me into a lion. Do you think the Wizard could turn me back into a man?”
“I don’t know,” said Sarai. “But it is worth checking out. Let’s go!”
So, the group linked arms and Yo led them out of the forest and back onto the Pink Gibson Road. By the time they reached the road it was dark outside. The sky was ablaze with the eyes of people all over the universe staring at one beautiful orb of light. They stopped a moment to stare at the sky, then quickly continued on their journey to the Pink Star city.
Chapter Seven: Meeting the Yoshiki Lion
“I get it,” Said Sarai. “This is the part where we begin to chant. Because we had to meet up with the Bitch first. Of course.”
“No offense, Sarai, but this is no time for joking. We just almost got devoured by flying baby heads! Now we are horribly lost in another part of this scary forest and may very well be eaten by something else.” Said Pomme, trying not to cry.
“Oh, it’ll be alright Pomme. We’ll have you back to your Auntie Fawn soon enough. Then you can explain to her why you were out with the cute Koreans.” Replied Sarai, giving Pomme a playful kiss on the cheek.
As they walked, the bricks began to become worn and faded. Eventually the bricks stopped completely and, dismayed and feeling defeated, the group sat down to rest and to figure out what to do.
“Well, this isn’t good.” Said Gackt. “As long as we had a brick road to follow there was a chance of getting out of here. Now, now I don’t know what we are going to do. All of this has changed since I was frozen in place.”
“Sarai,” said Miyavi. “What were you saying earlier about lions and tigers and bears?”
“Oh, it’s just a line from a movie, Miyavi. There probably aren’t any lions or tigers or bears here.”
“I beg to differ.” Replied Pomme.
“Why?” asked Sarai.
“Because there is a big lion right behind me!” with that Pomme, Miyavi and Sarai all jumped up and fell over.
Just in front of them stood a tall figure with a long tail and a shaggy mane. It growled at them, then dropped to all fours and came up to them. As it got closer they noticed that it was, in fact, a lion with shaggy gold and silver fur all over its body.
“Holy Hell! Now what do we do?!” cried Pomme.
“Um, I don’t know! Hold still. Maybe it will go away!” replied Sarai, trying to remain calm.
Instead of going away, however, the lion came closer, sniffing at Sarai. Slowly it crept closer and closer, until it was a few inches away from Sarai’s sandaled feet.
“Go away.” Said Sarai, moving back a little and propping herself up.
The lion growled, low and threatening, then moved closer still. Quickly, Sarai jumped up, kicked off her sandals and began to run. Quick as lightning, the lion followed, chasing Sarai around a tree. As Sarai came around one side, Gackt came up and smacked the lion on the nose. The lion stopped, stunned, then sat down and began to curse.
“Fuck! That hurt! Goddamn, why did you do that?! I wasn’t going to hurt her! Fuck! Is my nose bleeding?!”
Sarai stopped, panting from running. “How was he supposed to know you weren’t going to hurt me? Why were you chasing me anyway?!”
The lion stopped worrying about his nose for a moment and looked slightly sheepish. “Your hair is really curly and I wanted to make one of them bounce.”
Sarai looked at the lion, the lion looked at Sarai and then they both burst into a fit of laughter. Just as they began to laugh Pomme and Miyavi caught up, instantly coming up and helping Sarai.
“I’m Sarai. What’s your name Mr. Lion?”
“Yoshiki. That’s Yosh-Key. Not any of that Yo-she-key shit. Just Yoshiki. You can call me Yo for short, if you like.” Said the Lion.
“Well, this is Pomme, Gackt and Miyavi. We are on our way to the Pink Star City to see the Wizard of J-Rock. Would you happen to know the way out of this forest?” asked Sarai.
“Actually, yes I would. I can show it to you, but in exchange you have to take me with you.”
“How did you become a talking lion?” asked Pomme.
“Well, once I was a human being. I was actually a Prince in a city far away from here. One day I was out for a walk and the Wicked Bitch of the West showed up. She tried to seduce me and I almost fell for it. But when I finally told her that I wasn’t interested she got angry and turned me into a lion. Do you think the Wizard could turn me back into a man?”
“I don’t know,” said Sarai. “But it is worth checking out. Let’s go!”
So, the group linked arms and Yo led them out of the forest and back onto the Pink Gibson Road. By the time they reached the road it was dark outside. The sky was ablaze with the eyes of people all over the universe staring at one beautiful orb of light. They stopped a moment to stare at the sky, then quickly continued on their journey to the Pink Star city.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Six)
Current mood: Busy
Chapter Six: The Wicked Bitch Arrives (Again)
While on their way to the Pink Star City, the group came across a spooky forest full of mangled and mutilated trees. Hanging from the trees were huge apples shaped like baby heads. Black shadows screamed in the darkness, bodiless hands reaching out to grab them and drag them into those mangled trees.
“I don’t like this place.” Whispered Pomme.
“None of us do, but we have to keep going.” Replied Gackt, squeezing Pomme’s hand.
“Is this the part where we start chanting about lions and tigers and bears?” asked Sarai, trying to keep the mood light.
Just then, there was an explosion of bad body odor and greasy hair. Before the group stood the Wicked Bitch of the West, her hair sticking out in every direction and loaded with hair gel tested on animals. She was still wearing her “Meat is Murder” button, but had moved it to her shoulder attempting, and subsequently failing, to cover another greasy meat stain.
“So,” she said, her lips smothered with shark oil lipstick. “I see you are still trying to get to Pink Star City in my sister’s magical shoes. Why don’t you just give up now and save us both some trouble? Just hand over the shoes and I’ll let you live.”
“What are you going to do if I refuse?” said Pomme, pulling herself up to her full height.
“I’ll sic my flying platypi on you! Led by my flying chipmunk, Hiroto!”
“Platypi?” scoffed Sarai. “You’re going to sic flying platypi, led by a flying chipmunk, on us? Seriously?! That’s about as scary as my Grandma’s fake teeth!”
“What?! Their back claws are very venomous you know! And they’re a lot scarier in real life!” sputtered Twink, spitting a little as she spoke.
“Right. Well, you go ahead and do that. We’ll just keep going on our way, with your sister’s shoes. Nice seeing you again.” Replied Sarai. With that last, Sarai grabbed Pomme’s hand and began to walk away.
“You will regret this!” cried Twink. Gazing up through the disfigured trees, Twink began muttering and swaying, then she raised her hands and disappeared in a flash.
“We’ll regret what?” said Miyavi, holding onto Sarai’s arm and looking all around.
“Nothing, V. She didn’t even do anything. She is just trying to scare us into giving her the shoes. Which we aren’t going to do, because hide told us not to.” Replied Sarai.
Only, Sarai was quite wrong because Twink did do something. Out of the darkness came several low growls, growing louder and louder as they came closer to the group. Then out of the black of the forest came thousands of bodiless baby heads, growling and screaming. Throwing themselves from the trees they rolled toward the group, jagged teeth filling their mouths and venom dripping down their tiny faces. Their eyes turned completely white and they suddenly sprouted wings where their ears had been, flying at the adventurers and screaming.
“RUN!” shouted Gackt, pushing Sarai and Pomme out in front of him. Sarai jumped, still holding Pomme’s hand tightly in her own, and began to run further into the woods, trying to find an exit. Tripping behind her, Pomme attempted to run, but found herself inhibited by the magical shoes. Miyavi stumbled behind them, falling down and losing some straw.
“Come on, Miyavi! You have to get up!” cried Sarai, grabbing hold of Miyavi’s hand and dragging him to his feet. Right behind them was Gackt, trying to distract the flying heads long enough for the others to escape.
At one point Pomme tripped over her heels and tumbled to the ground. Immediately, she was swarmed by the flying baby heads, trying to eat her and poison her. Sarai, Miyavi and Gackt all kicked the heads like soccer balls and yanked Pomme to her feet, before dragging her away from the ravenous babies.
Finally, because Pomme kept falling down, Gackt and Miyavi each grabbed an arm and picked her up. Then all of them ran for their lives, further and further into the monster infested woods. Still running, they turned at a crossroad and lost the flying baby heads, only to find themselves incredibly lost in another part of the woods.
Chapter Six: The Wicked Bitch Arrives (Again)
While on their way to the Pink Star City, the group came across a spooky forest full of mangled and mutilated trees. Hanging from the trees were huge apples shaped like baby heads. Black shadows screamed in the darkness, bodiless hands reaching out to grab them and drag them into those mangled trees.
“I don’t like this place.” Whispered Pomme.
“None of us do, but we have to keep going.” Replied Gackt, squeezing Pomme’s hand.
“Is this the part where we start chanting about lions and tigers and bears?” asked Sarai, trying to keep the mood light.
Just then, there was an explosion of bad body odor and greasy hair. Before the group stood the Wicked Bitch of the West, her hair sticking out in every direction and loaded with hair gel tested on animals. She was still wearing her “Meat is Murder” button, but had moved it to her shoulder attempting, and subsequently failing, to cover another greasy meat stain.
“So,” she said, her lips smothered with shark oil lipstick. “I see you are still trying to get to Pink Star City in my sister’s magical shoes. Why don’t you just give up now and save us both some trouble? Just hand over the shoes and I’ll let you live.”
“What are you going to do if I refuse?” said Pomme, pulling herself up to her full height.
“I’ll sic my flying platypi on you! Led by my flying chipmunk, Hiroto!”
“Platypi?” scoffed Sarai. “You’re going to sic flying platypi, led by a flying chipmunk, on us? Seriously?! That’s about as scary as my Grandma’s fake teeth!”
“What?! Their back claws are very venomous you know! And they’re a lot scarier in real life!” sputtered Twink, spitting a little as she spoke.
“Right. Well, you go ahead and do that. We’ll just keep going on our way, with your sister’s shoes. Nice seeing you again.” Replied Sarai. With that last, Sarai grabbed Pomme’s hand and began to walk away.
“You will regret this!” cried Twink. Gazing up through the disfigured trees, Twink began muttering and swaying, then she raised her hands and disappeared in a flash.
“We’ll regret what?” said Miyavi, holding onto Sarai’s arm and looking all around.
“Nothing, V. She didn’t even do anything. She is just trying to scare us into giving her the shoes. Which we aren’t going to do, because hide told us not to.” Replied Sarai.
Only, Sarai was quite wrong because Twink did do something. Out of the darkness came several low growls, growing louder and louder as they came closer to the group. Then out of the black of the forest came thousands of bodiless baby heads, growling and screaming. Throwing themselves from the trees they rolled toward the group, jagged teeth filling their mouths and venom dripping down their tiny faces. Their eyes turned completely white and they suddenly sprouted wings where their ears had been, flying at the adventurers and screaming.
“RUN!” shouted Gackt, pushing Sarai and Pomme out in front of him. Sarai jumped, still holding Pomme’s hand tightly in her own, and began to run further into the woods, trying to find an exit. Tripping behind her, Pomme attempted to run, but found herself inhibited by the magical shoes. Miyavi stumbled behind them, falling down and losing some straw.
“Come on, Miyavi! You have to get up!” cried Sarai, grabbing hold of Miyavi’s hand and dragging him to his feet. Right behind them was Gackt, trying to distract the flying heads long enough for the others to escape.
At one point Pomme tripped over her heels and tumbled to the ground. Immediately, she was swarmed by the flying baby heads, trying to eat her and poison her. Sarai, Miyavi and Gackt all kicked the heads like soccer balls and yanked Pomme to her feet, before dragging her away from the ravenous babies.
Finally, because Pomme kept falling down, Gackt and Miyavi each grabbed an arm and picked her up. Then all of them ran for their lives, further and further into the monster infested woods. Still running, they turned at a crossroad and lost the flying baby heads, only to find themselves incredibly lost in another part of the woods.
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Five)
Current mood: Busy
Chapter Five: Meeting the Gackt Tin-Man.
Eventually they stumbled, literally for Pomme, into a forest filled with beautiful sculptures. Everywhere they looked they saw sculptures, some small and some large. Amongst all of these sculptures was a sculpture of a man trying to cover up the fact that he was naked. Only, as they got closer and closer they noticed that it wasn’t a sculpture but a real man, frozen in place.
“Whoa,” said Pomme, trying not to stare at the beautiful man.
“I want my hair to do that!” said Sarai, looking at the man’s hair.
The naked man’s hair was partially corn-rowed on top and then, in a pony-tail, fell in several spiral curls around his shoulders. The man was very beautiful, with sparkly blue eyes and a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.
“I wonder how to un-freeze him.” Mused Sarai.
Then, in the silence following Sarai’s musings, they heard a sound. A soft and muffled sound that seemed to come from the frozen man.
“Muh miss, muh miss!” said the man, well as best as he could considering his lips were frozen.
“Muh miss!” copied Miyavi.
“Miyavi, this is no time to play copy-cat. What does ‘Muh miss’ mean?” asked Sarai.
“Maybe it means ‘My dress’?” asked Pomme.
“My dress? What does he want with a dress? It is not like he can get dressed while he is frozen in place. No, it has to mean something else.”
“What about cookies!” exclaimed Miyavi.
Instead of answering this Sarai and Pomme just stared at Miyavi until he decided to move away and pick at a sculptured tree.
“Muh miss! Muh miss!” said the man again. His eyes seemed to want to move, but couldn’t, forced to stay focused elsewhere.
“We’re trying, damn it, give us a minute.” Said Sarai, frustrated.
“Muh miss. Wait! A kiss! A kiss, he wants a kiss!” exclaimed Pomme.
Sarai looked at Pomme and smiled. “Are you sure that’s not more wishful thinking than anything?”
“Well, it can’t hurt. Right?” asked Pomme.
“Fine,” replied Sarai. “Go ahead. Kiss him. While you’re doing that, I’m going to try something else.”
As Sarai walked toward where Miyavi was (he had begun to yell at a sculpture about cookies), Pomme timidly tripped forward and gentle kissed the man’s lips. As soon as she did the man blinked and took a deep breath. His eyelids fluttered a moment, pursing his lips, he moved as if he was going to lift his hands, but thought better of it.
Gracefully, the man leaned back, making sure to keep his hands over his privates. He rolled his shoulders slowly, popped his neck and then looked at Pomme with his sparkly blue eyes.
“Thank you for freeing me. God, it is stiff work being a sculpture!” said the man.
Pomme fought to speak intelligently, trying to pick her jaw up off of the ground.
“I didn’t think that would actually work! I just thought it would be fun to kiss you!” Quickly, a blush spread across Pomme’s face after saying that.
The man laughed softly and looked down. “Would you mind getting me my clothing? It is a bit drafty out here.”
“Oh! Of course, where are they?” replied Pomme.
“Well the last time I saw them they were underneath those trees over there.” The sculpture man pointed in a direction and Pomme carefully stumbled over there to look. What she found made her jaw drop to the ground once again. The man’s clothes consisted of a puffy white shirt; one that looked like it belonged to a pirate, a pair of gold leather pants that had slights all the way up the sides and were laced with black ribbons, a pair of silver knee-high boots and a platinum thong.
Timidly bringing them over, Pomme held them up and asked,
“Are these it?”
The man reached out and took the clothes, smiling and nodding. He walked behind a large tree and quickly dressed while Pomme tried to remain balanced. When he came out, Pomme’s eyes were immediately drawn to his crotch where several perfect rubies were sown to accentuate the bulge. Embarrassed, she turned her head and tried to think of something to say.
“Nice pants.” Internally Pomme smacked herself because that was all she could say. Just then Sarai came up and stopped short, staring.
“Holy Shit! It worked?! Kissing him worked?! No way. Whoa. Nice jewels, I mean…” Sarai stopped a moment, fighting a blush that was quickly taking over her face. “Um, nice pants.”
“Hey Toto!” Miyavi came running up and stopped short also. “Toto, you’re so red it looks like an apple and a tomato and blood all got together and had a baby on your neck!”
“My name isn’t Toto, damn it!” cried Sarai, trying to cover her face and the hide the blush.
“Your name is Toto?” asked the sculpture man.
“No! My name is Sarai. That is Miyavi and this is Pomme. What is your name?”
“Gackt. Thanks for rescuing me.” The man bowed low and kissed both Pomme and Sarai’s hands.
“No problem. Why were you frozen like that?” asked Sarai.
“Well you see, the Wicked Bitch of the West wanted my jewels and I wouldn’t give it to her. So she got pissed off and turned me into a piece of sculpture amongst a forest of sculptures, sure that no one would notice me. And that’s how I ended up here. How did you get here?”
“We are following the Pink Gibson Road to get to the Pink Star City to see the J-Rock Wizard so that they can go home.” Said Miyavi.
“Well, that didn’t really answer the question, but okay. Do you mind if I come along too?”
Pomme and Sarai looked at each other and then smiled.
“Sure! You can come too. Maybe you will recognize something and be able to help us find the way to the Pink Star City.” Said Pomme.
“So, we’re off?” said Sarai.
With that, the four of them hooked arms and cheerfully began their journey towards the Pink Star City.
Chapter Five: Meeting the Gackt Tin-Man.
Eventually they stumbled, literally for Pomme, into a forest filled with beautiful sculptures. Everywhere they looked they saw sculptures, some small and some large. Amongst all of these sculptures was a sculpture of a man trying to cover up the fact that he was naked. Only, as they got closer and closer they noticed that it wasn’t a sculpture but a real man, frozen in place.
“Whoa,” said Pomme, trying not to stare at the beautiful man.
“I want my hair to do that!” said Sarai, looking at the man’s hair.
The naked man’s hair was partially corn-rowed on top and then, in a pony-tail, fell in several spiral curls around his shoulders. The man was very beautiful, with sparkly blue eyes and a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.
“I wonder how to un-freeze him.” Mused Sarai.
Then, in the silence following Sarai’s musings, they heard a sound. A soft and muffled sound that seemed to come from the frozen man.
“Muh miss, muh miss!” said the man, well as best as he could considering his lips were frozen.
“Muh miss!” copied Miyavi.
“Miyavi, this is no time to play copy-cat. What does ‘Muh miss’ mean?” asked Sarai.
“Maybe it means ‘My dress’?” asked Pomme.
“My dress? What does he want with a dress? It is not like he can get dressed while he is frozen in place. No, it has to mean something else.”
“What about cookies!” exclaimed Miyavi.
Instead of answering this Sarai and Pomme just stared at Miyavi until he decided to move away and pick at a sculptured tree.
“Muh miss! Muh miss!” said the man again. His eyes seemed to want to move, but couldn’t, forced to stay focused elsewhere.
“We’re trying, damn it, give us a minute.” Said Sarai, frustrated.
“Muh miss. Wait! A kiss! A kiss, he wants a kiss!” exclaimed Pomme.
Sarai looked at Pomme and smiled. “Are you sure that’s not more wishful thinking than anything?”
“Well, it can’t hurt. Right?” asked Pomme.
“Fine,” replied Sarai. “Go ahead. Kiss him. While you’re doing that, I’m going to try something else.”
As Sarai walked toward where Miyavi was (he had begun to yell at a sculpture about cookies), Pomme timidly tripped forward and gentle kissed the man’s lips. As soon as she did the man blinked and took a deep breath. His eyelids fluttered a moment, pursing his lips, he moved as if he was going to lift his hands, but thought better of it.
Gracefully, the man leaned back, making sure to keep his hands over his privates. He rolled his shoulders slowly, popped his neck and then looked at Pomme with his sparkly blue eyes.
“Thank you for freeing me. God, it is stiff work being a sculpture!” said the man.
Pomme fought to speak intelligently, trying to pick her jaw up off of the ground.
“I didn’t think that would actually work! I just thought it would be fun to kiss you!” Quickly, a blush spread across Pomme’s face after saying that.
The man laughed softly and looked down. “Would you mind getting me my clothing? It is a bit drafty out here.”
“Oh! Of course, where are they?” replied Pomme.
“Well the last time I saw them they were underneath those trees over there.” The sculpture man pointed in a direction and Pomme carefully stumbled over there to look. What she found made her jaw drop to the ground once again. The man’s clothes consisted of a puffy white shirt; one that looked like it belonged to a pirate, a pair of gold leather pants that had slights all the way up the sides and were laced with black ribbons, a pair of silver knee-high boots and a platinum thong.
Timidly bringing them over, Pomme held them up and asked,
“Are these it?”
The man reached out and took the clothes, smiling and nodding. He walked behind a large tree and quickly dressed while Pomme tried to remain balanced. When he came out, Pomme’s eyes were immediately drawn to his crotch where several perfect rubies were sown to accentuate the bulge. Embarrassed, she turned her head and tried to think of something to say.
“Nice pants.” Internally Pomme smacked herself because that was all she could say. Just then Sarai came up and stopped short, staring.
“Holy Shit! It worked?! Kissing him worked?! No way. Whoa. Nice jewels, I mean…” Sarai stopped a moment, fighting a blush that was quickly taking over her face. “Um, nice pants.”
“Hey Toto!” Miyavi came running up and stopped short also. “Toto, you’re so red it looks like an apple and a tomato and blood all got together and had a baby on your neck!”
“My name isn’t Toto, damn it!” cried Sarai, trying to cover her face and the hide the blush.
“Your name is Toto?” asked the sculpture man.
“No! My name is Sarai. That is Miyavi and this is Pomme. What is your name?”
“Gackt. Thanks for rescuing me.” The man bowed low and kissed both Pomme and Sarai’s hands.
“No problem. Why were you frozen like that?” asked Sarai.
“Well you see, the Wicked Bitch of the West wanted my jewels and I wouldn’t give it to her. So she got pissed off and turned me into a piece of sculpture amongst a forest of sculptures, sure that no one would notice me. And that’s how I ended up here. How did you get here?”
“We are following the Pink Gibson Road to get to the Pink Star City to see the J-Rock Wizard so that they can go home.” Said Miyavi.
“Well, that didn’t really answer the question, but okay. Do you mind if I come along too?”
Pomme and Sarai looked at each other and then smiled.
“Sure! You can come too. Maybe you will recognize something and be able to help us find the way to the Pink Star City.” Said Pomme.
“So, we’re off?” said Sarai.
With that, the four of them hooked arms and cheerfully began their journey towards the Pink Star City.
News of the Day (7/28/2009)
Current mood: Animated
There is a lot of news today, I guess to make up for yesterday, because I couldn't find any yesterday. SO here is today's news as given by Sarai
In Southaven, Mississippi Police say a woman had her car stolen by another woman clad only in a bikini! Not only this, but the bikini-clad suspect then tried to rob an RV dealership!
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32182108/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001
While out Jogging, Nicolas Sarkozy, President of France fainted. Apparently he was taken by an army helicopter to Val-de-Grâce military hospital in Paris, where he underwent a series of tests
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/europe/article6727653.ece
Well, we are still seeing things going on with MJ, even though he has passed. Federal Agents are now searching the Las Vegas home and office of MJ's personal doctor, trying to find any documentation that might be related to MJ's death.
http://music.msn.com/music/article.aspx?news=422942>1=28102
An estimated 200 people were aboard a boat when it capsized from being overloaded in Haiti. 70 people are still missing, though the coast guard pulled 113 people alive from the reef and 11 dead.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32181227/ns/world_news-americas
In Arvada Colorado a landmine was found in a box of donations to Goodwill! So far no suspects have been found.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32088144/ns/us_news-weird_news/
and to end this:
A 67 year old woman was STUCK IN HER TOILET for ... get this ... A WEEK! I don't even know how to explain the situation to you. SO go to the wesbite and read for yourself.
http://killfile.newsvine.com/_news/2009/07/28/3081056-woman-67-stuck-in-toilet-for-a-week
And that is your News of the day.
I'm Sarai and this is it for today!
There is a lot of news today, I guess to make up for yesterday, because I couldn't find any yesterday. SO here is today's news as given by Sarai
In Southaven, Mississippi Police say a woman had her car stolen by another woman clad only in a bikini! Not only this, but the bikini-clad suspect then tried to rob an RV dealership!
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32182108/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001
While out Jogging, Nicolas Sarkozy, President of France fainted. Apparently he was taken by an army helicopter to Val-de-Grâce military hospital in Paris, where he underwent a series of tests
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/europe/article6727653.ece
Well, we are still seeing things going on with MJ, even though he has passed. Federal Agents are now searching the Las Vegas home and office of MJ's personal doctor, trying to find any documentation that might be related to MJ's death.
http://music.msn.com/music/article.aspx?news=422942>1=28102
An estimated 200 people were aboard a boat when it capsized from being overloaded in Haiti. 70 people are still missing, though the coast guard pulled 113 people alive from the reef and 11 dead.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32181227/ns/world_news-americas
In Arvada Colorado a landmine was found in a box of donations to Goodwill! So far no suspects have been found.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32088144/ns/us_news-weird_news/
and to end this:
A 67 year old woman was STUCK IN HER TOILET for ... get this ... A WEEK! I don't even know how to explain the situation to you. SO go to the wesbite and read for yourself.
http://killfile.newsvine.com/_news/2009/07/28/3081056-woman-67-stuck-in-toilet-for-a-week
And that is your News of the day.
I'm Sarai and this is it for today!
Song of the Day: They Don't Care About Us by Michael Jackson
Current mood: Awake
Okay my loves Pomme is back!! (insert all your little claps and cheers here)
And my song of the day is.. They Don't Care About Us by Michael Jackson.
Nope and it is not because of his death guys.
I really do respect this man.
This song has so many controversial issues to others.
But if you knew why he wrote and what he meant you would understand why he did this song. IT has not thing to do with the color of your skin but how as a whole some people are just miss treated.
here is the song:
Well I am going to post the lyrics to because you know something everyone should read them.
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody's gone mad
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, Sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, Kike me
Don't you black or white me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black mail
Throw your brother in jail
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, Kike me
Don't you wrong or right me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
This man is amazing.
These lyrics are brilliant.
And I am proud to be an MJ fan.
Tell me what you guys think of it?
~Pomme~
Okay my loves Pomme is back!! (insert all your little claps and cheers here)
And my song of the day is.. They Don't Care About Us by Michael Jackson.
Nope and it is not because of his death guys.
I really do respect this man.
This song has so many controversial issues to others.
But if you knew why he wrote and what he meant you would understand why he did this song. IT has not thing to do with the color of your skin but how as a whole some people are just miss treated.
here is the song:
Well I am going to post the lyrics to because you know something everyone should read them.
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody's gone mad
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, Sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, Kike me
Don't you black or white me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black mail
Throw your brother in jail
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, Kike me
Don't you wrong or right me
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
This man is amazing.
These lyrics are brilliant.
And I am proud to be an MJ fan.
Tell me what you guys think of it?
~Pomme~
Monday, July 27, 2009
Sarai's Song of the Day!! *hee hee*
Current mood: accomplished
Okay I totally stole this for the day from Pomme.
I was listening to my playlist on YouTube and decided to do a song of the day myself. So, this is what I got off a Random choice!!
Journey through the Decade by Gackt
I'd give you the lyrics, except I'm afraid I can't speak Japanese and I worry about accidentally offending somebody's mom. So just the video for today! ^^
Okay I totally stole this for the day from Pomme.
I was listening to my playlist on YouTube and decided to do a song of the day myself. So, this is what I got off a Random choice!!
Journey through the Decade by Gackt
I'd give you the lyrics, except I'm afraid I can't speak Japanese and I worry about accidentally offending somebody's mom. So just the video for today! ^^
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Four)
Chapter Four: Meeting the Miyavi Scarecrow
They walked for what felt like hours when they finally came to a crossroad. They looked to the left, then to the right and then straight ahead. Slightly dismayed they looked around for a road-side assistance booth, but quickly gave that up because this wasn’t Japan. Finally, Pomme plopped down on the side of the road and tried to think.
“You know, it would’ve been nice if hide would’ve told us which way to go if we came to a crossroad. Now what do we do?” asked Sarai.
“Well, you could go that way!” said a voice.
“Who said that?”Asked Pomme.
"Or you could go this way?" said the voice again.
"Where are you?!" asked Sarai, irritably.
"Over here, silly!" replied the voice.
The girls looked around, but only saw a feminine looking scarecrow standing in a big field of neon purple street lamps. This scarecrow was also very unique compared to the scarecrows back in that tiny village in Japan. This scarecrow was wearing a baggy pair of black pants and a long sleeve black shirt that seemed to have chains and straps hanging from it like a straight-jacket. The scarecrow's hair was rainbow colored and spiked in every direction, with a lip ring on his bottom lip.
"Did that scarecrow talk?" asked Sarai.
"I hope not, because that's usually a very bad thing in horror movies." replied Pomme.
"Oh, I agree," remarked the voice. "But I promise not to hurt you!"
The girls stared at one another, then looked over at the scarecrow. The scarecrow smiled and winked, causing the girls to do a double take.
"What the hell? First homicidal androgynous munchkins, then good fairies in hot pink bubbles with crooked purple wings, THEN a pink road with guitar shaped bricks and NOW a talking scarecrow! What next?!" exclaimed Sarai.
"Any chance you could get me down from here?" asked the scarecrow.
"I suppose so," replied Sarai. "There really isn't anything else we are supposed to be doing. How did you get stuck up there anyway?"
"Well, this field belongs to the Wicked Bitch of the West. So she decided to make me, then place me here to scare away the munchkins and their crazy friends. The problem is that the munchkins nailed me to this post so I couldn't chase them. So, they throw wild parties and I get blamed."
"Well, that's an interesting reason. We met the Wicked Bitch and she doesn't seem very nice. By the way, I don't have a hammer to pull out the nails. What should I do?" said Pomme, stumbling in her nine inch heels. Just as she began to lose her balance she grabbed the post to steady herself. Unfortunately the post wasn't strong enough to hold the scarecrow and Pomme and it fell over, splintering into little pieces and freeing the scarecrow.
"Well, that worked. Good Job Pomme!" said Sarai.
"You shut up, bitch. Help me up!" cried Pomme.
Sarai held out her hands and pulled up Pomme, the scarecrow began to pick off some stray pieces of straw.
"So, Scarecrow, what is your name?" asked Sarai.
"Miyavi. Or V for short. Or M-Y-V. Or... um... how about just Miyavi? Does that work?"
"Yeah, it works. I'm Pomegranate, but you can call me Pomme."
"And I'm Sarai," started Sarai.
"Or you could call her Toto!" interrupted Pomme.
"Toto?" asked Miyavi.
"Ignore her! Do you know which way we should go? We are going to see the Wizard of J-Rock in the Pink Star City to see if he can help us get back home." replied Sarai.
Miyavi shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
“I don’t know anything at all. When I was made the Wicked Bitch made me without any internal organs, including that thing in your head… you know what I mean?”
“A brain?” asked Pomme.
“Yeah, a brain! She made me without one of those too! Actually, to be brutally honest, I have no idea how I’m even considered a living being without any internal clock work…” the scarecrow paused a moment, as if considering something important. “Do you have any cookies?”
“What?” asked Sarai, astonished.
“What?” repeated Miyavi.
“No, I mean, what did you say?” said Sarai.
“No, I mean, what did you say?” asked Miyavi.
“Pomme, I think we have a problem.” Sarai turned toward Pomme, who was stifling a giggle.
“Pomme, I think we have a problem.” Repeated the scarecrow, turning toward Pomme as well and putting his hands on his hips.
“Sarai, I think you should give him a cookie. Maybe he’ll stop if you give him a cookie.” Replied Pomme.
“I don’t have a cookie! Besides, he just got done saying he has no internal organs, so how the hell is he supposed to digest this cookie if I give it to him?” hissed Sarai.
Miyavi looked puzzled, cocking his head to the right. Then he sat down and closed his eyes, lifting his face to the sun. Sarai stopped and looked, as did Pomme.
“What is he doing?” whispered Sarai.
“Do I look like a freaking encyclopedia, Sarai?”
“Sh! I’m thinking!” said Miyavi.
“But V, how can you think if you have no brain?” asked Pomme, gently.
He shrugged slightly, keeping his eyes closed and his face toward the suddenly very sparkly sky. Then he smiled and stood up again.
“So, can I go with you to the Pink Star City?”
“Why? Do you need something that you think the J-Rock Wizard can give you?” asked Sarai.
“Nope. I just want to come along. It is boring watching over a field of neon purple street lamps. Who plants neon purple street lights in a field?!” replied Miyavi, skipping all around Sarai and Pomme.
“Aw, come on Sarai! Let him come along. He is so cute! And besides, maybe he’ll recognize something from when he was first brought this way.” Begged Pomme.
Sarai sighed, then looked at Pomme and Miyavi who were giving her the puppy dog face. She tried not to smile at them, but found she couldn’t hide it.
“Fine. He can come.”
“Yes!” shouted Miyavi and Pomme, they then high-fived and Pomme had to hold on to Miyavi as she almost fell off of her shoes for the millionth time.
So, the three of them linked arms, mainly to keep Pomme from falling and hurting herself, and began to walk down a randomly chosen road paved with pink guitars.
They walked for what felt like hours when they finally came to a crossroad. They looked to the left, then to the right and then straight ahead. Slightly dismayed they looked around for a road-side assistance booth, but quickly gave that up because this wasn’t Japan. Finally, Pomme plopped down on the side of the road and tried to think.
“You know, it would’ve been nice if hide would’ve told us which way to go if we came to a crossroad. Now what do we do?” asked Sarai.
“Well, you could go that way!” said a voice.
“Who said that?”Asked Pomme.
"Or you could go this way?" said the voice again.
"Where are you?!" asked Sarai, irritably.
"Over here, silly!" replied the voice.
The girls looked around, but only saw a feminine looking scarecrow standing in a big field of neon purple street lamps. This scarecrow was also very unique compared to the scarecrows back in that tiny village in Japan. This scarecrow was wearing a baggy pair of black pants and a long sleeve black shirt that seemed to have chains and straps hanging from it like a straight-jacket. The scarecrow's hair was rainbow colored and spiked in every direction, with a lip ring on his bottom lip.
"Did that scarecrow talk?" asked Sarai.
"I hope not, because that's usually a very bad thing in horror movies." replied Pomme.
"Oh, I agree," remarked the voice. "But I promise not to hurt you!"
The girls stared at one another, then looked over at the scarecrow. The scarecrow smiled and winked, causing the girls to do a double take.
"What the hell? First homicidal androgynous munchkins, then good fairies in hot pink bubbles with crooked purple wings, THEN a pink road with guitar shaped bricks and NOW a talking scarecrow! What next?!" exclaimed Sarai.
"Any chance you could get me down from here?" asked the scarecrow.
"I suppose so," replied Sarai. "There really isn't anything else we are supposed to be doing. How did you get stuck up there anyway?"
"Well, this field belongs to the Wicked Bitch of the West. So she decided to make me, then place me here to scare away the munchkins and their crazy friends. The problem is that the munchkins nailed me to this post so I couldn't chase them. So, they throw wild parties and I get blamed."
"Well, that's an interesting reason. We met the Wicked Bitch and she doesn't seem very nice. By the way, I don't have a hammer to pull out the nails. What should I do?" said Pomme, stumbling in her nine inch heels. Just as she began to lose her balance she grabbed the post to steady herself. Unfortunately the post wasn't strong enough to hold the scarecrow and Pomme and it fell over, splintering into little pieces and freeing the scarecrow.
"Well, that worked. Good Job Pomme!" said Sarai.
"You shut up, bitch. Help me up!" cried Pomme.
Sarai held out her hands and pulled up Pomme, the scarecrow began to pick off some stray pieces of straw.
"So, Scarecrow, what is your name?" asked Sarai.
"Miyavi. Or V for short. Or M-Y-V. Or... um... how about just Miyavi? Does that work?"
"Yeah, it works. I'm Pomegranate, but you can call me Pomme."
"And I'm Sarai," started Sarai.
"Or you could call her Toto!" interrupted Pomme.
"Toto?" asked Miyavi.
"Ignore her! Do you know which way we should go? We are going to see the Wizard of J-Rock in the Pink Star City to see if he can help us get back home." replied Sarai.
Miyavi shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
“I don’t know anything at all. When I was made the Wicked Bitch made me without any internal organs, including that thing in your head… you know what I mean?”
“A brain?” asked Pomme.
“Yeah, a brain! She made me without one of those too! Actually, to be brutally honest, I have no idea how I’m even considered a living being without any internal clock work…” the scarecrow paused a moment, as if considering something important. “Do you have any cookies?”
“What?” asked Sarai, astonished.
“What?” repeated Miyavi.
“No, I mean, what did you say?” said Sarai.
“No, I mean, what did you say?” asked Miyavi.
“Pomme, I think we have a problem.” Sarai turned toward Pomme, who was stifling a giggle.
“Pomme, I think we have a problem.” Repeated the scarecrow, turning toward Pomme as well and putting his hands on his hips.
“Sarai, I think you should give him a cookie. Maybe he’ll stop if you give him a cookie.” Replied Pomme.
“I don’t have a cookie! Besides, he just got done saying he has no internal organs, so how the hell is he supposed to digest this cookie if I give it to him?” hissed Sarai.
Miyavi looked puzzled, cocking his head to the right. Then he sat down and closed his eyes, lifting his face to the sun. Sarai stopped and looked, as did Pomme.
“What is he doing?” whispered Sarai.
“Do I look like a freaking encyclopedia, Sarai?”
“Sh! I’m thinking!” said Miyavi.
“But V, how can you think if you have no brain?” asked Pomme, gently.
He shrugged slightly, keeping his eyes closed and his face toward the suddenly very sparkly sky. Then he smiled and stood up again.
“So, can I go with you to the Pink Star City?”
“Why? Do you need something that you think the J-Rock Wizard can give you?” asked Sarai.
“Nope. I just want to come along. It is boring watching over a field of neon purple street lamps. Who plants neon purple street lights in a field?!” replied Miyavi, skipping all around Sarai and Pomme.
“Aw, come on Sarai! Let him come along. He is so cute! And besides, maybe he’ll recognize something from when he was first brought this way.” Begged Pomme.
Sarai sighed, then looked at Pomme and Miyavi who were giving her the puppy dog face. She tried not to smile at them, but found she couldn’t hide it.
“Fine. He can come.”
“Yes!” shouted Miyavi and Pomme, they then high-fived and Pomme had to hold on to Miyavi as she almost fell off of her shoes for the millionth time.
So, the three of them linked arms, mainly to keep Pomme from falling and hurting herself, and began to walk down a randomly chosen road paved with pink guitars.
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Three)
Current mood: Bitchy
Chapter Three: The Wicked Bitch Arrives
Just then there was a big explosion of horrible fashion, hypocrisy and too much perfume and in front of hide stood a woman. You could tell that this woman had been pretty, once. Now she was just a glob of out of date fashion, scented with way too much perfume and a fading "Meat is Murder" button attached to her left boob, which was so full of silicon that she could've created an entire Barbie Doll army. On her right boob was a grease stain from the hamburger that was still stuck in her teeth and her hair was a rainbow of colors that should never EVER exist.
"Well, if it isn't the other Wicked Bitch. Girls, this is Twink, Wicked Bitch of the West, Wicked Bitch of the East's little sister. You couldn't, perhaps, get back in your flying house and squish this one too could you?" asked hide.
"Pretty sure that isn't how it works hide." replied Sarai.
"Who killed my sister?! Who did it?" Twink looked at the girls and pointed a greasy, half eaten, chicken leg at them. Then, looking at what she had in her hand she tossed it into the sparkly flowers.
"They killed your sister, Twink. What are you going to do about it? Grease them up and eat them?" asked hide, lighting another cigarette.
Focusing her attention on hide, Twink seemed to forget that her sister was dead and that there were some magical shoes waiting to be taken. Typical bad guy, never pays attention.
"Silly hide, I don't eat meat. Meat is Murder, you should know that. I work with PETA, I am a vegan." said Twink in a really syrupy sweet voice.
"Really? So, what is that stuck in-between your rotting teeth? Is that... Why, yes it is! It's Cow meat. If Meat is Murder, you are a murderer!"
Twink twisted her bulging torso to face the voice that had said those words, her wrath-filled gaze falling on Pomme. Pomme gave a silly smile and then once again hid behind Sarai.
"Well," huffed Twink. "I've never been so insulted in all my life. Just give me my sister's magic shoes and I'll be on my merry little way."
"Well, you can't have them." replied hide.
"Why Not?!" screamed Twink.
"Because the rightful owner is wearing them. Just look!" with that, hide pointed at Pomme's feet which were now encased inside nine inches of electric blue heels.
At first Pomme was as stunned as anyone, then she began trying to tug them off exclaiming "EW, EW! I have a dead woman's shoes on my feet! EW! EW, EW!"
Thankfully, Sarai stopped Pomme, otherwise this would be the end of our story.
"You bitch!" exclaimed Twink. "Give me back those shoes! I bought those for her at a sale, they should come to me!" Twink reached toward the shoes, but before she could touch them hide played a chord on his magical guitar that caused the shoes to shock Twink's grubby hands.
"Be gone. They belong to her now and you have no power here. Besides, I have to get out of here soon, I have a magical band rehearsal to get to."
"Fine, I'll go," said Twink. "But keep this in mind, I'll get you..."
"My pretty, yeah I know, I know. And my pocket mom too. I know the gist." interrupted Pomme.
Then, with a flash of stale glitter, Twink was gone, leaving only the stench of her perfume and a half eaten chicken leg behind.
As soon as Twink was gone, hide turned and looked at the girls expectantly. He lit another cigarette and took a puff, waiting for someone to say something. Pomme was still worrying over having a dead woman’s shoes on her feet but Sarai was ignoring her.
“So, what are you going to do now?” asked hide.
“Um, not really sure. Maybe you could tell us how to get home?” replied Sarai.
“Well, actually, I was thinking I could just give you the general direction and leave it at that. My band practice starts in five.” A magic hot pink bubble suddenly appeared beside him and he threw away his cigarette. “If I were you, I would take the Pink Gibson Road, to Pink Star City. The Wizard of J-Rock lives there. He should be able to help you. By the way, just in case you don’t quite understand, the Pink Gibson road is the only road here and it is paved with pink Gibson guitars. Have fun! Nice meeting you, hope you survive.”
“Wait a minute! You said you would tell us how to get home!” Pomme cried, wobbling toward hide and the bubble.
“Yeah, you’re right. But I have to go. I don’t have time to explain it to you. Just follow the Pink Gibson Road. You’ll figure it out.” And with that hide got in his bubble and sped off, leaving a trail of pink spider shaped sparkles behind.
“Well, that was just fantastic. What if the munchkins come back?” asked Pomme.
“I don’t know, but looks like this is the start of the Pink Gibson Road, so let’s go.” With that, Sarai took Pomme’s hand and helped her walk along the first swirl of the Pink Gibson Road.
Chapter Three: The Wicked Bitch Arrives
Just then there was a big explosion of horrible fashion, hypocrisy and too much perfume and in front of hide stood a woman. You could tell that this woman had been pretty, once. Now she was just a glob of out of date fashion, scented with way too much perfume and a fading "Meat is Murder" button attached to her left boob, which was so full of silicon that she could've created an entire Barbie Doll army. On her right boob was a grease stain from the hamburger that was still stuck in her teeth and her hair was a rainbow of colors that should never EVER exist.
"Well, if it isn't the other Wicked Bitch. Girls, this is Twink, Wicked Bitch of the West, Wicked Bitch of the East's little sister. You couldn't, perhaps, get back in your flying house and squish this one too could you?" asked hide.
"Pretty sure that isn't how it works hide." replied Sarai.
"Who killed my sister?! Who did it?" Twink looked at the girls and pointed a greasy, half eaten, chicken leg at them. Then, looking at what she had in her hand she tossed it into the sparkly flowers.
"They killed your sister, Twink. What are you going to do about it? Grease them up and eat them?" asked hide, lighting another cigarette.
Focusing her attention on hide, Twink seemed to forget that her sister was dead and that there were some magical shoes waiting to be taken. Typical bad guy, never pays attention.
"Silly hide, I don't eat meat. Meat is Murder, you should know that. I work with PETA, I am a vegan." said Twink in a really syrupy sweet voice.
"Really? So, what is that stuck in-between your rotting teeth? Is that... Why, yes it is! It's Cow meat. If Meat is Murder, you are a murderer!"
Twink twisted her bulging torso to face the voice that had said those words, her wrath-filled gaze falling on Pomme. Pomme gave a silly smile and then once again hid behind Sarai.
"Well," huffed Twink. "I've never been so insulted in all my life. Just give me my sister's magic shoes and I'll be on my merry little way."
"Well, you can't have them." replied hide.
"Why Not?!" screamed Twink.
"Because the rightful owner is wearing them. Just look!" with that, hide pointed at Pomme's feet which were now encased inside nine inches of electric blue heels.
At first Pomme was as stunned as anyone, then she began trying to tug them off exclaiming "EW, EW! I have a dead woman's shoes on my feet! EW! EW, EW!"
Thankfully, Sarai stopped Pomme, otherwise this would be the end of our story.
"You bitch!" exclaimed Twink. "Give me back those shoes! I bought those for her at a sale, they should come to me!" Twink reached toward the shoes, but before she could touch them hide played a chord on his magical guitar that caused the shoes to shock Twink's grubby hands.
"Be gone. They belong to her now and you have no power here. Besides, I have to get out of here soon, I have a magical band rehearsal to get to."
"Fine, I'll go," said Twink. "But keep this in mind, I'll get you..."
"My pretty, yeah I know, I know. And my pocket mom too. I know the gist." interrupted Pomme.
Then, with a flash of stale glitter, Twink was gone, leaving only the stench of her perfume and a half eaten chicken leg behind.
As soon as Twink was gone, hide turned and looked at the girls expectantly. He lit another cigarette and took a puff, waiting for someone to say something. Pomme was still worrying over having a dead woman’s shoes on her feet but Sarai was ignoring her.
“So, what are you going to do now?” asked hide.
“Um, not really sure. Maybe you could tell us how to get home?” replied Sarai.
“Well, actually, I was thinking I could just give you the general direction and leave it at that. My band practice starts in five.” A magic hot pink bubble suddenly appeared beside him and he threw away his cigarette. “If I were you, I would take the Pink Gibson Road, to Pink Star City. The Wizard of J-Rock lives there. He should be able to help you. By the way, just in case you don’t quite understand, the Pink Gibson road is the only road here and it is paved with pink Gibson guitars. Have fun! Nice meeting you, hope you survive.”
“Wait a minute! You said you would tell us how to get home!” Pomme cried, wobbling toward hide and the bubble.
“Yeah, you’re right. But I have to go. I don’t have time to explain it to you. Just follow the Pink Gibson Road. You’ll figure it out.” And with that hide got in his bubble and sped off, leaving a trail of pink spider shaped sparkles behind.
“Well, that was just fantastic. What if the munchkins come back?” asked Pomme.
“I don’t know, but looks like this is the start of the Pink Gibson Road, so let’s go.” With that, Sarai took Pomme’s hand and helped her walk along the first swirl of the Pink Gibson Road.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Two)
Current mood: Chipper
Chapter Two: “Sarai, I Don’t Think We’re in Japan Anymore.”
Outside of the door were very beautiful and tall statues of very androgynous people, so very androgynous that the pair had a very hard time figuring out if they were girl statues or boy statues. Beside these statues were tall, gaudy, flowers that spat sparkles into the air every time one of them tried to pick one. Slightly frightened, Pomme turned to her friend and said,
"Sarai, I don't think we're in Japan anymore."
Sarai calmly replied, "No shit, Sherlock! Does this look like Japan to you?!"
"No, I was trying to be Dorothy. You know, from the Wizard of Oz? I was making the line 'We aren't in Kansas anymore, Toto' fit our situation."
"Oh. Well, you are doing a crappy job, your hair isn't in braids and you aren't wearing the right outfit. I mean you don't even have a dog!"
"Yes I do! You’re my Toto!" Pomme ducked as Sarai swung at her and giggled hysterically as she ran toward a flower vomiting sparkles all over the place.
"So," said Pomme. "Where do you think we are Toto?"
"I am NOT your fucking Toto! And I have no clue."
All the sudden, the girls heard a trio of giggles coming from the sparkle spewing flowers. Pomme looked at Sarai and Sarai looked at Pomme.
"Are flowers that throw up sparkles supposed to giggle in threes?" asked Pomme.
"I don't know." replied Sarai, shrugging her shoulders.
"Why don't you go and check?" asked Pomme, coming up behind Sarai and shoving her towards the giggling vegetation.
"Scaredy cat," muttered Sarai, finding a stick and stretching to poke at one of the flowers. When she did this, a tiny person popped up from behind the flowers and smiled really big.
"Hi! I'm Yomi! And I'm a Munchkin! I'm a happy Munchkin!" It said. "You killed the Wicked Bitch of the East!"
"Okay, dude," said Sarai. "We didn't kill anyone and you can't prove it!"
"Yes I can!" replied the little person that called itself Yomi. "Come on, I will show you."
Coming out from behind the flowers, Yomi took Sarai's hand, as she was closest to its size, and took her over to where the abandoned house had landed. Peeking out just under the really crappy white trim was a pair of feet with nine inch electric blue heels on its feet.
"Well, crap. You said Wicked Bitch of the East? So that's a good thing right? Do we get a parade and cookies or something?" asked Pomme, edging closer to Sarai and Yomi.
"Actually, you must be sacrificed because the Wicked Bitch of the East was our leader. Get them boys!" just as he shouted that two other munchkins came up and grabbed Sarai and Pomme, dragging them over to some wooden poles surrounded by loads of firewood.
"Did you notice these when we first got out of the Crazy House?" whispered Pomme to Sarai.
"No. Pretty sure those weren't there before."
The Munchkins then proceeded to tie Pomme and Sarai to the wooden poles and begin to light the wood for the fire. The one that called itself Yomi smiled the biggest as the other two lit the kindling. As he smiled Sarai noticed that he had three huge fangs pointing out of his cute little mouth. One on the left of his front teeth, one on the right and one directly in-between his two front teeth. What had been an adorably androgynous munchkin had suddenly turned into one scary creature.
"Did you notice the fangs when that Munchkin first started talking to us?" asked Sarai.
"Fangs? What fangs?!" replied Pomme, panicking slightly.
"Oh, you didn't notice. Never mind."
Just then a hot pink bubble appeared and out stepped a man not much taller than the munchkins. This man was different than the Munchkins though, because on his back you could tell he had tried to sew fairy wings, it was an obviously failed attempt. This man had bright pink hair, big yellow shoes and an electric green suit, with purple fairy wings sewn haphazardly on the back. Pulling out a beautiful guitar, the man played a chord, that the munchkins apparently couldn't stand, that put out the fire and chased away the evil little midgets. It also untied the girls and made all the sacrifice equipment disappear.
Pulling out a cigarette, the man casually leaned against one of the statues and made his guitar disappear.
"Thanks a lot, mister." said the girls, in stereo.
"How did you get to this land?" asked the man, pulling a drag off of his cigarette and running a hand through his hair.
"Well, there was this really bad storm where we're from and somehow we got transported here. Have you ever seen The Wizard of Oz? Yeah, that's kind of how it happened." replied Pomme.
For a moment, the man just stared at her, and then started laughing. "Well, you did me a favor. I've been trying to get rid of that stupid bitch for YEARS! Never knew that I had to drop a house on her ass to get rid of her. So, I owe you one favor. I can tell you how to get back to where you are from, I can teach you to play a magical guitar or I can give you some candy. Your choice."
Pomme began to speak, but Sarai cut her off, saying, "Well, first I think we'd like to know your name, before we start asking favors."
"My name is hide. That is he-day, and it is spelled like hide with a lower case h. Capitalize that H and we are going to have issues. What about your names?"
"Well, I'm Pomegranate, but you can call me Pomme and this is Toto. I mean, Sarai. I totally meant Sarai." Pomme began to giggle and Sarai shot her the look of death when hide looked at Sarai's forehead.
"So, Sarai, it was Sarai? Why do you have a dick tattoo on your head?"
"Dick tattoo?" asked Sarai. Her hand went up to her forehead and came back with the marker that Pomme had used to draw the dick. She looked at Pomme and growled, "You drew a Dick on my forehead?! We could've died and you are drawing penises on my forehead! I'm going to kill you!"
Lunging at Pomme, Sarai tripped and fell to the ground, which was the perfect angle for her to see the shoes the Wicked Bitch had been wearing before she bit the big one.
"Hey, hide, what about the shoes? I mean, they have to have some magic right?"
"Well, yeah they have magic. This is the world of J-Rock."
"J-Rock, what's that?" asked Pomme. Now it was hide's turn to give a dirty look, cringing Pomme hid behind Toto, I mean Sarai. She hid behind Sarai.
"You don't know about J-Rock? Why, this is the land of J-Rock from where you stand to the Pink Star City far to the West. Have you never heard of the forest of Guitars? Or the fields of Androgyny?"
"Um, going to have to say no on that one." replied Pomme. "But I would love to learn more about you and this place. I'm a big fan of androgyny."
Chapter Two: “Sarai, I Don’t Think We’re in Japan Anymore.”
Outside of the door were very beautiful and tall statues of very androgynous people, so very androgynous that the pair had a very hard time figuring out if they were girl statues or boy statues. Beside these statues were tall, gaudy, flowers that spat sparkles into the air every time one of them tried to pick one. Slightly frightened, Pomme turned to her friend and said,
"Sarai, I don't think we're in Japan anymore."
Sarai calmly replied, "No shit, Sherlock! Does this look like Japan to you?!"
"No, I was trying to be Dorothy. You know, from the Wizard of Oz? I was making the line 'We aren't in Kansas anymore, Toto' fit our situation."
"Oh. Well, you are doing a crappy job, your hair isn't in braids and you aren't wearing the right outfit. I mean you don't even have a dog!"
"Yes I do! You’re my Toto!" Pomme ducked as Sarai swung at her and giggled hysterically as she ran toward a flower vomiting sparkles all over the place.
"So," said Pomme. "Where do you think we are Toto?"
"I am NOT your fucking Toto! And I have no clue."
All the sudden, the girls heard a trio of giggles coming from the sparkle spewing flowers. Pomme looked at Sarai and Sarai looked at Pomme.
"Are flowers that throw up sparkles supposed to giggle in threes?" asked Pomme.
"I don't know." replied Sarai, shrugging her shoulders.
"Why don't you go and check?" asked Pomme, coming up behind Sarai and shoving her towards the giggling vegetation.
"Scaredy cat," muttered Sarai, finding a stick and stretching to poke at one of the flowers. When she did this, a tiny person popped up from behind the flowers and smiled really big.
"Hi! I'm Yomi! And I'm a Munchkin! I'm a happy Munchkin!" It said. "You killed the Wicked Bitch of the East!"
"Okay, dude," said Sarai. "We didn't kill anyone and you can't prove it!"
"Yes I can!" replied the little person that called itself Yomi. "Come on, I will show you."
Coming out from behind the flowers, Yomi took Sarai's hand, as she was closest to its size, and took her over to where the abandoned house had landed. Peeking out just under the really crappy white trim was a pair of feet with nine inch electric blue heels on its feet.
"Well, crap. You said Wicked Bitch of the East? So that's a good thing right? Do we get a parade and cookies or something?" asked Pomme, edging closer to Sarai and Yomi.
"Actually, you must be sacrificed because the Wicked Bitch of the East was our leader. Get them boys!" just as he shouted that two other munchkins came up and grabbed Sarai and Pomme, dragging them over to some wooden poles surrounded by loads of firewood.
"Did you notice these when we first got out of the Crazy House?" whispered Pomme to Sarai.
"No. Pretty sure those weren't there before."
The Munchkins then proceeded to tie Pomme and Sarai to the wooden poles and begin to light the wood for the fire. The one that called itself Yomi smiled the biggest as the other two lit the kindling. As he smiled Sarai noticed that he had three huge fangs pointing out of his cute little mouth. One on the left of his front teeth, one on the right and one directly in-between his two front teeth. What had been an adorably androgynous munchkin had suddenly turned into one scary creature.
"Did you notice the fangs when that Munchkin first started talking to us?" asked Sarai.
"Fangs? What fangs?!" replied Pomme, panicking slightly.
"Oh, you didn't notice. Never mind."
Just then a hot pink bubble appeared and out stepped a man not much taller than the munchkins. This man was different than the Munchkins though, because on his back you could tell he had tried to sew fairy wings, it was an obviously failed attempt. This man had bright pink hair, big yellow shoes and an electric green suit, with purple fairy wings sewn haphazardly on the back. Pulling out a beautiful guitar, the man played a chord, that the munchkins apparently couldn't stand, that put out the fire and chased away the evil little midgets. It also untied the girls and made all the sacrifice equipment disappear.
Pulling out a cigarette, the man casually leaned against one of the statues and made his guitar disappear.
"Thanks a lot, mister." said the girls, in stereo.
"How did you get to this land?" asked the man, pulling a drag off of his cigarette and running a hand through his hair.
"Well, there was this really bad storm where we're from and somehow we got transported here. Have you ever seen The Wizard of Oz? Yeah, that's kind of how it happened." replied Pomme.
For a moment, the man just stared at her, and then started laughing. "Well, you did me a favor. I've been trying to get rid of that stupid bitch for YEARS! Never knew that I had to drop a house on her ass to get rid of her. So, I owe you one favor. I can tell you how to get back to where you are from, I can teach you to play a magical guitar or I can give you some candy. Your choice."
Pomme began to speak, but Sarai cut her off, saying, "Well, first I think we'd like to know your name, before we start asking favors."
"My name is hide. That is he-day, and it is spelled like hide with a lower case h. Capitalize that H and we are going to have issues. What about your names?"
"Well, I'm Pomegranate, but you can call me Pomme and this is Toto. I mean, Sarai. I totally meant Sarai." Pomme began to giggle and Sarai shot her the look of death when hide looked at Sarai's forehead.
"So, Sarai, it was Sarai? Why do you have a dick tattoo on your head?"
"Dick tattoo?" asked Sarai. Her hand went up to her forehead and came back with the marker that Pomme had used to draw the dick. She looked at Pomme and growled, "You drew a Dick on my forehead?! We could've died and you are drawing penises on my forehead! I'm going to kill you!"
Lunging at Pomme, Sarai tripped and fell to the ground, which was the perfect angle for her to see the shoes the Wicked Bitch had been wearing before she bit the big one.
"Hey, hide, what about the shoes? I mean, they have to have some magic right?"
"Well, yeah they have magic. This is the world of J-Rock."
"J-Rock, what's that?" asked Pomme. Now it was hide's turn to give a dirty look, cringing Pomme hid behind Toto, I mean Sarai. She hid behind Sarai.
"You don't know about J-Rock? Why, this is the land of J-Rock from where you stand to the Pink Star City far to the West. Have you never heard of the forest of Guitars? Or the fields of Androgyny?"
"Um, going to have to say no on that one." replied Pomme. "But I would love to learn more about you and this place. I'm a big fan of androgyny."
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter One)
Current mood: Awake
Chapter One: The Storm
Once, a long time before either of us was born, there lived a young woman named Pomegranate Shiroyama. Pomegranate, or Pomme as she was more often called, lived in a fantastically tiny village in Japan with her Auntie Fawn and her Uncle Aoi, who had taken her in after her parents were killed in a terrible accident when she was three. Now, this tiny village in Japan was also home to Pomme's best friend and companion, Sarai. Sarai lived just next door all alone except for a pet snake named Shakespeare, which Pomme couldn't stand because she was afraid of snakes.
One day the radar on Auntie Fawn's computer said that a big storm was brewing and that everyone needed to stay indoors. Pomme, unfortunately, had gone out partying with a bunch of cute Korean boys who were staying in a fancy hotel in the big town next to the tiny village and did not hear about the storm coming. Auntie Fawn and Uncle Aoi searched and searched, but because Pomme had snuck out they could not even begin to guess as to where she went. Terrified for their ward, they called out into the wind and went over to Sarai's to see if she was there.
Not finding Pomme at Sarai's, they asked her to go and look for Pomme and bring her back because of the storm. When Sarai hesitated, they gave her a swift kick in the buns and sent her off with a sore bum to search for the little degenerate named Pomme.
Sarai searched everywhere, looking for her friend and, having little luck, happened to bump into a cute Korean boy who told her that Pomme and the other Korean boys were all partying in their hotel room. Quite steamed, and still having a sore bottom, Sarai stomped all over the town looking for Pomme.
By the time Sarai found her Pomegranate, the storm was already cresting the edges of the tiny village. They ran and ran, trying to find their way in the blustery wind and rain, but could not. Finally, they found their way into an empty building, where they decided to wait out the storm. It was a very rough and loud storm, raging outside and when Pomme looked out she could see all sorts of animals and people floating by on all the water and wind caused by the storm. Unfortunately, because Pomme didn't listen to Sarai and stood too close to the window, she was conked on the head by a piece of flying debris.
When Pomme finally woke up, she looked all around and realized that the storm had stopped. Sarai was passed out in a chair, her curly hair all fuzzy and frizzy from the humidity of the storm. Giggling to herself, because she is a bitch, Pomme drew a dick on Sarai's face and then woke her up.
"Sarai, the storm has stopped! Perhaps we can find our way back to Auntie Fawn's and Uncle Aoi's now." said Pomme, help her friend up from the chair. Giggling quietly to herself, Pomme went to the door and flung it open, accidentally hitting Sarai in the nose, because she wasn't paying attention, and discovered that they were not in Japan anymore.
Chapter One: The Storm
Once, a long time before either of us was born, there lived a young woman named Pomegranate Shiroyama. Pomegranate, or Pomme as she was more often called, lived in a fantastically tiny village in Japan with her Auntie Fawn and her Uncle Aoi, who had taken her in after her parents were killed in a terrible accident when she was three. Now, this tiny village in Japan was also home to Pomme's best friend and companion, Sarai. Sarai lived just next door all alone except for a pet snake named Shakespeare, which Pomme couldn't stand because she was afraid of snakes.
One day the radar on Auntie Fawn's computer said that a big storm was brewing and that everyone needed to stay indoors. Pomme, unfortunately, had gone out partying with a bunch of cute Korean boys who were staying in a fancy hotel in the big town next to the tiny village and did not hear about the storm coming. Auntie Fawn and Uncle Aoi searched and searched, but because Pomme had snuck out they could not even begin to guess as to where she went. Terrified for their ward, they called out into the wind and went over to Sarai's to see if she was there.
Not finding Pomme at Sarai's, they asked her to go and look for Pomme and bring her back because of the storm. When Sarai hesitated, they gave her a swift kick in the buns and sent her off with a sore bum to search for the little degenerate named Pomme.
Sarai searched everywhere, looking for her friend and, having little luck, happened to bump into a cute Korean boy who told her that Pomme and the other Korean boys were all partying in their hotel room. Quite steamed, and still having a sore bottom, Sarai stomped all over the town looking for Pomme.
By the time Sarai found her Pomegranate, the storm was already cresting the edges of the tiny village. They ran and ran, trying to find their way in the blustery wind and rain, but could not. Finally, they found their way into an empty building, where they decided to wait out the storm. It was a very rough and loud storm, raging outside and when Pomme looked out she could see all sorts of animals and people floating by on all the water and wind caused by the storm. Unfortunately, because Pomme didn't listen to Sarai and stood too close to the window, she was conked on the head by a piece of flying debris.
When Pomme finally woke up, she looked all around and realized that the storm had stopped. Sarai was passed out in a chair, her curly hair all fuzzy and frizzy from the humidity of the storm. Giggling to herself, because she is a bitch, Pomme drew a dick on Sarai's face and then woke her up.
"Sarai, the storm has stopped! Perhaps we can find our way back to Auntie Fawn's and Uncle Aoi's now." said Pomme, help her friend up from the chair. Giggling quietly to herself, Pomme went to the door and flung it open, accidentally hitting Sarai in the nose, because she wasn't paying attention, and discovered that they were not in Japan anymore.
News of the Day (07/26/2009)
Current mood: amused
Nothing very interesting in the news today, except for these little bits:
Mark Calcavecchia birdied nine straight holes Saturday in the Canadian Open to break the PGA Tour record. Not that any one really cares about Golf. And if you do, I'm just kidding. ^^
Oh and this little piece that a friend of mine posted on Facebook:
Robber ends up with torn genitals, Viagra hangover
THE attempted robbery of a Russian hairdresser became a three-day sex ordeal for the would-be thief, leaving him with torn genitals and a Viagra hangover.
IT website The Register reports the man, known as Viktor, tried to rob the hairdresser in the town of Meshchovsk.
The owner, 28-year-old Olga, agreed to hand over the takings but as she was giving him the money, used her karate skills to knock him to the ground and tie him up with a hairdryer cord.
She then locked him in the storeroom and told colleagues she’d call the police.
However, she instead stripped him and cuffed him to a heater with a pair of fluffy pink handcuffs.
She then fed him Viagra and raped him several times over the next four days.
When finally released, Viktor went first to hospital for treatment for his torn frenulum, and then reported Olga to the police.
When she was arrested, Olga reported him for robbery.
“What a b**tard,” she complained.
“Yes, we had sex a couple of times. But I’ve bought him new jeans, gave him food and even gave him 1000 roubles when he left.”
Viktor admitted she had fed him well.
WHAT THE FUCK?!
That's been your news and I'm Sarai and I am so far gone I'm finding Jimmy Hoffa!
Nothing very interesting in the news today, except for these little bits:
Mark Calcavecchia birdied nine straight holes Saturday in the Canadian Open to break the PGA Tour record. Not that any one really cares about Golf. And if you do, I'm just kidding. ^^
Oh and this little piece that a friend of mine posted on Facebook:
Robber ends up with torn genitals, Viagra hangover
THE attempted robbery of a Russian hairdresser became a three-day sex ordeal for the would-be thief, leaving him with torn genitals and a Viagra hangover.
IT website The Register reports the man, known as Viktor, tried to rob the hairdresser in the town of Meshchovsk.
The owner, 28-year-old Olga, agreed to hand over the takings but as she was giving him the money, used her karate skills to knock him to the ground and tie him up with a hairdryer cord.
She then locked him in the storeroom and told colleagues she’d call the police.
However, she instead stripped him and cuffed him to a heater with a pair of fluffy pink handcuffs.
She then fed him Viagra and raped him several times over the next four days.
When finally released, Viktor went first to hospital for treatment for his torn frenulum, and then reported Olga to the police.
When she was arrested, Olga reported him for robbery.
“What a b**tard,” she complained.
“Yes, we had sex a couple of times. But I’ve bought him new jeans, gave him food and even gave him 1000 roubles when he left.”
Viktor admitted she had fed him well.
WHAT THE FUCK?!
That's been your news and I'm Sarai and I am so far gone I'm finding Jimmy Hoffa!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
News of the Day (07/25/2009)
Current mood: animated
Hey peeps!!
Today in the news,
Britain's last World War 1 soldier, Harry Patch, dies at the age of 111 years old. Everyone is paying their respects to this man, including Prince Charles, ex-husband of Princess Diana.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32141785/ns/world_news-europe
Also, if you are going to be in Britain don't go to Knowsley Safari Park in Merseyside, U.K. Why? Because the Baboons will steal your stuff and jump all over your car! Don't believe me? Go here: http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/32130421?GT1=43001
and just because I think everyone needs to know what to eat! Here is an article about the healthiest foods on earth. They make a lot of good points too, so read and eat and BE HEALTHY!! http://health.msn.com/nutrition/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100241585>1=31036
That's your news for the day!!
Love,
Sarai
Hey peeps!!
Today in the news,
Britain's last World War 1 soldier, Harry Patch, dies at the age of 111 years old. Everyone is paying their respects to this man, including Prince Charles, ex-husband of Princess Diana.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32141785/ns/world_news-europe
Also, if you are going to be in Britain don't go to Knowsley Safari Park in Merseyside, U.K. Why? Because the Baboons will steal your stuff and jump all over your car! Don't believe me? Go here: http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/32130421?GT1=43001
and just because I think everyone needs to know what to eat! Here is an article about the healthiest foods on earth. They make a lot of good points too, so read and eat and BE HEALTHY!! http://health.msn.com/nutrition/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100241585>1=31036
That's your news for the day!!
Love,
Sarai
Friday, July 24, 2009
News of the Day
Current mood: Apathetic
Hey everyone!!
Since our camera is out of order I thought I would do the news of the day!! Read the previous blog to find out what is happening with the camera.
To start off our News:
A zoo in Gaza painted a donkey to look like a ZEBRA! Don't believe me?
http://www.slate.com/id/2222991/?gt1=38001
Then Denny's is being sued by the Center for Science, in the Public Interest, because of how much Salt Denny's puts on their food. Apparently "Denny's Moons Over My Hammy sandwich contains 2,580 milligrams, according to the lawsuit. The Spicy Buffalo Chicken Melt contains 4,120 milligrams. And this is just incredible: The Meat Lover's Scramble contains 5,690 milligrams of sodium."
http://www.thebigmoney.com/blogs/daily-bread/2009/07/24/dennys-salty-shock
Author of "Basketball Jones", E. Lynn Harris died today. His publisher, Doubleday is very sad about this.
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/32127984?GT1=43001
and last, but certainly not least!
In Northern Korea a woman was publicly executed for distributing Bibles. Not only this, her husband and 3 children were executed to "set an example". The children were aged 3 months, 5 years, and 11 years.
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,534728,00.html?test=latestnews
And that is your news of the day!
Hey everyone!!
Since our camera is out of order I thought I would do the news of the day!! Read the previous blog to find out what is happening with the camera.
To start off our News:
A zoo in Gaza painted a donkey to look like a ZEBRA! Don't believe me?
http://www.slate.com/id/2222991/?gt1=38001
Then Denny's is being sued by the Center for Science, in the Public Interest, because of how much Salt Denny's puts on their food. Apparently "Denny's Moons Over My Hammy sandwich contains 2,580 milligrams, according to the lawsuit. The Spicy Buffalo Chicken Melt contains 4,120 milligrams. And this is just incredible: The Meat Lover's Scramble contains 5,690 milligrams of sodium."
http://www.thebigmoney.com/blogs/daily-bread/2009/07/24/dennys-salty-shock
Author of "Basketball Jones", E. Lynn Harris died today. His publisher, Doubleday is very sad about this.
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/32127984?GT1=43001
and last, but certainly not least!
In Northern Korea a woman was publicly executed for distributing Bibles. Not only this, her husband and 3 children were executed to "set an example". The children were aged 3 months, 5 years, and 11 years.
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,534728,00.html?test=latestnews
And that is your news of the day!
A MINOR DETAIL
Current mood: Ashamed
HELLO EVERYONE!!!
This is Sarai, and I'm writing to tell you that due to some stupidity on my part, we will NOT be uploading anything new for a while. Our camera (Pomme's that is) has been viciously killed in a freak accident. We are in mourning as we speak.
Anyway, due to this malfunction caused by lemonade, we will be holding off on any new episodes.
We hope that you will continue to read our blogs and to watch what we already have up and running on here and the YouTube.
We are both working toward saving enough money to get a new camera, but that will take some time. So, keep showing us love and we will get back when we can.
Sarai.
HELLO EVERYONE!!!
This is Sarai, and I'm writing to tell you that due to some stupidity on my part, we will NOT be uploading anything new for a while. Our camera (Pomme's that is) has been viciously killed in a freak accident. We are in mourning as we speak.
Anyway, due to this malfunction caused by lemonade, we will be holding off on any new episodes.
We hope that you will continue to read our blogs and to watch what we already have up and running on here and the YouTube.
We are both working toward saving enough money to get a new camera, but that will take some time. So, keep showing us love and we will get back when we can.
Sarai.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Song of the Day: Rooftops by Lostprophets
Current mood: Sleepy
So this song is called Rooftops by Lostprophets
and truth be told this song is fucking amazing.
I love this song.
This song is well empowering to most people.
I for one cannot get over his powerful words.
See this band hales from Pontypridd, Wales, UK in 1997. This was really a band that the vocalist and guitarist made up for fun but really came together soon after that and now they are really popular.
Several hits have been made by them and this song is one of their biggest next to their other hit song Last Train Home which is also another really awesome song.
the band consist of:
Vocalist: Ian Watkins
backing vocals: Jamie Oliver
Lead Guitarist: Lee Gaze
Rhythm Guitarist: Mike Lewis
Bassist: Stuart Richardson
I do love Ian's voice he has a good one and I love how he can just sick for what it seems like forever.
But check out more by them if you like them thanks guys!!
their myspace: http://www.myspace.com/lostprophets
~Pomme~
So this song is called Rooftops by Lostprophets
and truth be told this song is fucking amazing.
I love this song.
This song is well empowering to most people.
I for one cannot get over his powerful words.
See this band hales from Pontypridd, Wales, UK in 1997. This was really a band that the vocalist and guitarist made up for fun but really came together soon after that and now they are really popular.
Several hits have been made by them and this song is one of their biggest next to their other hit song Last Train Home which is also another really awesome song.
the band consist of:
Vocalist: Ian Watkins
backing vocals: Jamie Oliver
Lead Guitarist: Lee Gaze
Rhythm Guitarist: Mike Lewis
Bassist: Stuart Richardson
I do love Ian's voice he has a good one and I love how he can just sick for what it seems like forever.
But check out more by them if you like them thanks guys!!
their myspace: http://www.myspace.com/lostprophets
~Pomme~
Futoshi Abe passes away.
Current mood: Sad
Guitarist Futoshi Abe, formerly of rock band THEE MICHELLE GUN ELEPHANT, passed away early Wednesday morning due to an acute epidural hematoma, his agency has announced. He was 43 years old.
Along with Yusuke Chiba, Koji Ueno and Kazuyuki Kuhara, Abe was a member of THEE MICHELLE GUN ELEPHANT from its formation in 1991 until its breakup in 2003. After the band disbanded, Abe was active as a solo musician and collaborated with several other artists, including KOOLOGI, a solo project created by AKIO of the band SNAIL RAMP. He will be sorely missed.
小鹿
Guitarist Futoshi Abe, formerly of rock band THEE MICHELLE GUN ELEPHANT, passed away early Wednesday morning due to an acute epidural hematoma, his agency has announced. He was 43 years old.
Along with Yusuke Chiba, Koji Ueno and Kazuyuki Kuhara, Abe was a member of THEE MICHELLE GUN ELEPHANT from its formation in 1991 until its breakup in 2003. After the band disbanded, Abe was active as a solo musician and collaborated with several other artists, including KOOLOGI, a solo project created by AKIO of the band SNAIL RAMP. He will be sorely missed.
小鹿
Song of the Day: Brilliant Days by DaizyStripper
Current mood: Amused
SO today's song of the day is an epic song.
That our lovely Fawny showed me awhile back!
This song is entitled: Brilliant Days by DaizyStripper.
This band is super amazing.
I strongly believe they should get more hype then they do.
The singer YU-GIRI has such a unique voice.
Seriously I doubt you will ever be able find another voice like his.
The band consist of:
Vocalist: YU-GIRI
Guitarist: MAYU
Guitarist: NAO
Bassist: Rei
Drummer: KAZAMI
Seriously guys you should really check them out.
They can make your day so much better.
Oh something special about them they were at hide summit last year.
They sang Misery.
their official myspace is here http://www.myspace.com/daizystripper
So go add them!!
~Pomme~
SO today's song of the day is an epic song.
That our lovely Fawny showed me awhile back!
This song is entitled: Brilliant Days by DaizyStripper.
This band is super amazing.
I strongly believe they should get more hype then they do.
The singer YU-GIRI has such a unique voice.
Seriously I doubt you will ever be able find another voice like his.
The band consist of:
Vocalist: YU-GIRI
Guitarist: MAYU
Guitarist: NAO
Bassist: Rei
Drummer: KAZAMI
Seriously guys you should really check them out.
They can make your day so much better.
Oh something special about them they were at hide summit last year.
They sang Misery.
their official myspace is here http://www.myspace.com/daizystripper
So go add them!!
~Pomme~
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Song Of The Day: Silly God Disco by the GazettE
Current mood: Awake
Silly God Disco by the GazettE
I really think everyone should listen to this song once in their lifetime because well hello one reason they are the mother fuckin' GazettE and two URUHA's THIGHS!
*smiles*
This song really does not make much since.
But it is a really good song.
I adore it and never seems to fail to make me smile.
God Bless Ruki and his randomness!!! ^-^
Hope you all enjoy it!!
~pomme is out~
Silly God Disco by the GazettE
I really think everyone should listen to this song once in their lifetime because well hello one reason they are the mother fuckin' GazettE and two URUHA's THIGHS!
*smiles*
This song really does not make much since.
But it is a really good song.
I adore it and never seems to fail to make me smile.
God Bless Ruki and his randomness!!! ^-^
Hope you all enjoy it!!
~pomme is out~
Monday, July 20, 2009
Song of the day: Calm Envy by the GazettE
Current mood: annoyed
So today song is Calm Envy by the GazettE
This song is truly amazing. I am sorry that I cannot give you the songs.
*sigh*
But to tell you about this band.
Members
Vocalist: Ruki
Guitarist: Uruha
Guitarist: Aoi
Bassist: Reita
Drummer: Kai
Kai is the leader of the band.
I so hope you go and check it out
Sorry this is late loves.
I was busy all day.
take care guys.
Pomme is out ^-^
***OHs I will edit and put more info about our lovely GazettE soon***
(Sarai, I am sorry dear that I do not have the vid if you can find one that would be great or Fawny. I love you both)
-------------------edit-------------------
Actually it doesn't have a PV Pomme. Which is sad, because it's actually one of my favorite the GazettE songs off of STACKED RUBBISH.
But live is just as good in my opinion. ^_^
I have also decided to include the lyrics, in all 3 formats. For those who want to get a better understanding of the song.
Romaji Lyrics:
furishikiru ame no ne ni shizumi sou na
sono yakusoku wa dare no yume de dare no tame no yume darou
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
dou ka shiteru ne
tsunagu te to gyaku no te ni wa itsumo shiranai kaori ga shiteru
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
iki wa chan to dekiteru no ni kuzure sou ni naru
kotoba yori mo fukaku aishite kure nara
me no mae ne iru anata dake wo shinjite ikeru
fui ni miseta kako ni fureru tabi ni moroku
uzumetsukusenai kuuhaku ni namida ukabe
yasuragi ni amaete te mo tonari no anata ga watashi no naka kara togire sou ni naru
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
kotae wa emi ni obore
「You don't love, the everyday shadow when it was lost.」
kakikesenai hodo kakaeteru
anata ni nageta kotoba mo aishite kureru nara
me no mae ne iru anata dake wo shinjite ikeru
fui ni miseta kako ni fureru tabi ni itamu
watashi no inai kuuhaku made aishitai
kizukarenai you ni namida wa nuguu kara
kono ijou watashi no mae de warawanaide
"sayonara" wo kakusu futari ja naku
"sayonara" wo naku futari de itai
omoikaesu yori wasurete hoshii
soshite watashi wo kuuhaku ni oite
mou sugita hibi wo ottarishinaide
mou kore ijou oite ikanaide
"semete..."
sayonara wo nigiri nemuru watashi no
honokana netsu wo tabako no you ni keshite
kaeranai hibi wo aishita hito yo
Kanji Lyrics
降りしきる雨の音に沈みそうな
その約束は誰の夢で
「I want to see all of you.」
「I want to love all of you.」
どうかしてるね
繋ぐ手と逆の手には いつも知らない香りがしてる
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
息はちゃんと出来てるのに 崩れしょうになる
言葉よりも深く 愛してくれなら
目の前に居るあなただけを 信じていける
不意に見せた過去に 触れる度に脆く
埋め尽くせない空白に 涙浮かべ
安らぎに甘えてても隣の あなたが私の中から 途切れそうになる
「I want to see all of you.」「I want to love all of you.」
答えは笑みに溺れ
「You don't love, the everyday shadow when it was lost.」
掻き消せない程 抱えてる
あなたに投げた言葉も 愛してくれるなら
目の前に居るあなただけを 信じていける
不意に見せた過去に 触れる度に脆く
埋め尽くせない空白に 涙浮かべ
これ以上私の前で 笑わないで
「さよなら」を隠す二人じゃなく
「さよなら」に泣く二人でいたい
思い返すより忘れて欲しい
そして私を空白に置いて
もう過ぎた日々を追ったりしないで
もうかれ以上置いて行かないで
「せめて・・・」
さよならを握り眠る私の
仄かな熱を煙草のように消して
帰らない日々を愛した人よ。
English Translation
Seems like I'm getting melancholic from the sound of the down pouring rain
Who's dream is this promise in, who is this dream for I wonder?
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
Please do it for me
When our hands are connected, there is usually a unknown scent coming from the reverse hand.
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
Even though I breath out regularly, it seems like I'm going to crumble
If you would love me deeper than those words
I could believe you just by standing in front of me.
In the suddenly shown past, it was easy every time we would touch
Tears are floating in the blank spaces that I can't fill
It seems like you're breaking away from my inside, you who is beside me also when we snuggle up in peace
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
The answer is drowning in a smile
「You don't love, the everyday shadow when it was lost.」
I embrace them in my arms the more I can't make them disappear
If you would love me, even though I threw those words at you
I could believe you just by standing in front of me.
In the suddenly shown past, it hurts every time you touch me
I want to love you to my inner emptiness.
Because I wipe away my tears so you won't be able to notice them
There is nothing more to laugh about in front of me.
We aren't anymore, just hiding the 'goodbye'
I want to be together with you, crying about this 'goodbye'
More than thinking back upon I want to forget.
and now leave me in this empty space.
Don't chase those long passed days.
Don’t leave anything more than what’s already left.
"At least..."
Holding onto this goodbye
Me, sleeping as I hold onto this good bye,
and my faint heat that vanishes like tobacco.
A person that loved the days that won't come back
小鹿
So today song is Calm Envy by the GazettE
This song is truly amazing. I am sorry that I cannot give you the songs.
*sigh*
But to tell you about this band.
Members
Vocalist: Ruki
Guitarist: Uruha
Guitarist: Aoi
Bassist: Reita
Drummer: Kai
Kai is the leader of the band.
I so hope you go and check it out
Sorry this is late loves.
I was busy all day.
take care guys.
Pomme is out ^-^
***OHs I will edit and put more info about our lovely GazettE soon***
(Sarai, I am sorry dear that I do not have the vid if you can find one that would be great or Fawny. I love you both)
-------------------edit-------------------
Actually it doesn't have a PV Pomme. Which is sad, because it's actually one of my favorite the GazettE songs off of STACKED RUBBISH.
But live is just as good in my opinion. ^_^
I have also decided to include the lyrics, in all 3 formats. For those who want to get a better understanding of the song.
Romaji Lyrics:
furishikiru ame no ne ni shizumi sou na
sono yakusoku wa dare no yume de dare no tame no yume darou
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
dou ka shiteru ne
tsunagu te to gyaku no te ni wa itsumo shiranai kaori ga shiteru
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
iki wa chan to dekiteru no ni kuzure sou ni naru
kotoba yori mo fukaku aishite kure nara
me no mae ne iru anata dake wo shinjite ikeru
fui ni miseta kako ni fureru tabi ni moroku
uzumetsukusenai kuuhaku ni namida ukabe
yasuragi ni amaete te mo tonari no anata ga watashi no naka kara togire sou ni naru
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
kotae wa emi ni obore
「You don't love, the everyday shadow when it was lost.」
kakikesenai hodo kakaeteru
anata ni nageta kotoba mo aishite kureru nara
me no mae ne iru anata dake wo shinjite ikeru
fui ni miseta kako ni fureru tabi ni itamu
watashi no inai kuuhaku made aishitai
kizukarenai you ni namida wa nuguu kara
kono ijou watashi no mae de warawanaide
"sayonara" wo kakusu futari ja naku
"sayonara" wo naku futari de itai
omoikaesu yori wasurete hoshii
soshite watashi wo kuuhaku ni oite
mou sugita hibi wo ottarishinaide
mou kore ijou oite ikanaide
"semete..."
sayonara wo nigiri nemuru watashi no
honokana netsu wo tabako no you ni keshite
kaeranai hibi wo aishita hito yo
Kanji Lyrics
降りしきる雨の音に沈みそうな
その約束は誰の夢で
「I want to see all of you.」
「I want to love all of you.」
どうかしてるね
繋ぐ手と逆の手には いつも知らない香りがしてる
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
息はちゃんと出来てるのに 崩れしょうになる
言葉よりも深く 愛してくれなら
目の前に居るあなただけを 信じていける
不意に見せた過去に 触れる度に脆く
埋め尽くせない空白に 涙浮かべ
安らぎに甘えてても隣の あなたが私の中から 途切れそうになる
「I want to see all of you.」「I want to love all of you.」
答えは笑みに溺れ
「You don't love, the everyday shadow when it was lost.」
掻き消せない程 抱えてる
あなたに投げた言葉も 愛してくれるなら
目の前に居るあなただけを 信じていける
不意に見せた過去に 触れる度に脆く
埋め尽くせない空白に 涙浮かべ
これ以上私の前で 笑わないで
「さよなら」を隠す二人じゃなく
「さよなら」に泣く二人でいたい
思い返すより忘れて欲しい
そして私を空白に置いて
もう過ぎた日々を追ったりしないで
もうかれ以上置いて行かないで
「せめて・・・」
さよならを握り眠る私の
仄かな熱を煙草のように消して
帰らない日々を愛した人よ。
English Translation
Seems like I'm getting melancholic from the sound of the down pouring rain
Who's dream is this promise in, who is this dream for I wonder?
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
Please do it for me
When our hands are connected, there is usually a unknown scent coming from the reverse hand.
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
Even though I breath out regularly, it seems like I'm going to crumble
If you would love me deeper than those words
I could believe you just by standing in front of me.
In the suddenly shown past, it was easy every time we would touch
Tears are floating in the blank spaces that I can't fill
It seems like you're breaking away from my inside, you who is beside me also when we snuggle up in peace
「I want to see all of you.」 「I want to love all of you.」
The answer is drowning in a smile
「You don't love, the everyday shadow when it was lost.」
I embrace them in my arms the more I can't make them disappear
If you would love me, even though I threw those words at you
I could believe you just by standing in front of me.
In the suddenly shown past, it hurts every time you touch me
I want to love you to my inner emptiness.
Because I wipe away my tears so you won't be able to notice them
There is nothing more to laugh about in front of me.
We aren't anymore, just hiding the 'goodbye'
I want to be together with you, crying about this 'goodbye'
More than thinking back upon I want to forget.
and now leave me in this empty space.
Don't chase those long passed days.
Don’t leave anything more than what’s already left.
"At least..."
Holding onto this goodbye
Me, sleeping as I hold onto this good bye,
and my faint heat that vanishes like tobacco.
A person that loved the days that won't come back
小鹿
Even more from the GazettE.
Current mood: Amused
the GazettE has announced on their OHP that ESP will be selling a limited number of Aoi’s new model of guitar, the 「A-II 艶～en-v～」, as well as picks with the designs that Aoi, Uruha and Reita’s used during their 「TOUR 09 -DIMSCENE-」.
The guitar costs 525,000 yen including tax, case included (which is roughly $5500 USD) and the picks are 105 yen a piece.
For details, make sure you check out the press release on ESP .
小鹿
the GazettE has announced on their OHP that ESP will be selling a limited number of Aoi’s new model of guitar, the 「A-II 艶～en-v～」, as well as picks with the designs that Aoi, Uruha and Reita’s used during their 「TOUR 09 -DIMSCENE-」.
The guitar costs 525,000 yen including tax, case included (which is roughly $5500 USD) and the picks are 105 yen a piece.
For details, make sure you check out the press release on ESP .
小鹿
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Song of the Day: Armor Ring by Alice Nine
Current mood: Artistic
Today's song of the day is "Armor Ring" by Alice Nine!!! Hope you enjoy!!
(how I do this is I set my Media Player or MP3 on random and what ever comes up I use)
This song is from Alice Nine's very first album, Zekkeishoku.
The members of the band are as follow.
Vocalist: Shou
1st guitarist: Hiroto
2nd guitarist: Tora
Bassist: Saga
Drummer: Nao
Nao is the leader of the band and was the one who started the Alice Nine back in 2004.
Since then they have become very popular. They have worked hard to come as far as they have so lets wish them luck for many years to come.
And you have just had your song of the day!
Leave a comment telling me your favorite Alice Nine song?
Mine personally is Blue Planet.
Pomme out~
Today's song of the day is "Armor Ring" by Alice Nine!!! Hope you enjoy!!
(how I do this is I set my Media Player or MP3 on random and what ever comes up I use)
This song is from Alice Nine's very first album, Zekkeishoku.
The members of the band are as follow.
Vocalist: Shou
1st guitarist: Hiroto
2nd guitarist: Tora
Bassist: Saga
Drummer: Nao
Nao is the leader of the band and was the one who started the Alice Nine back in 2004.
Since then they have become very popular. They have worked hard to come as far as they have so lets wish them luck for many years to come.
And you have just had your song of the day!
Leave a comment telling me your favorite Alice Nine song?
Mine personally is Blue Planet.
Pomme out~
Our Crazy Name Slips!!
Current mood: Jedi
Heylo to everyone who reads our blogs and/or watches our videos this is a blog to explain the craziness of our NAMES and the slips we make in our videos.
So, for example you may have heard Pomme call me Sara on occasion. Sara has been (and unfortunately will probably ALWAYS be) a nickname given to me by friends who either couldn't remember Sarai or couldn't pronounce Sarai. In essence, Sara is an easier name than Sarai. If you want to call me Sara, you may, I prefer my own name Sarai. I will answer to Sara, but will like you more if you call me Sarai!
Pomme is a little bit more tricky. Who in their right mind names their child after a FRUIT?! Pomegranate's Mom. Take note though, Pomme has MANY MANY nicknames, including Pom, Pomme, Megs, Meggers, Pom Pomme Pomegranate, etc. And one day, before we started this crazy show, we were in our general location of hanging out and we decided to see how many girl's names we could get out of Pomegranate.
Out of this came Megan, Ana, Tara, Moe (hey, it could be a girl's name!) and Meg. We also came up with a bunch of weird names that don't actually exist but made us giggle. SO, if you hear me say "Megan" in a video or hear her call me "Sara" in a video you now know the reason!!
And as to Pomme calling HERSELF Megan... well, we just blame that on Conditioning... because everyone went from calling her Pomme, to when we told them about the names thought Megan fit the best, to calling her Megan. Conditioning is BAD Mmkay?
Heylo to everyone who reads our blogs and/or watches our videos this is a blog to explain the craziness of our NAMES and the slips we make in our videos.
So, for example you may have heard Pomme call me Sara on occasion. Sara has been (and unfortunately will probably ALWAYS be) a nickname given to me by friends who either couldn't remember Sarai or couldn't pronounce Sarai. In essence, Sara is an easier name than Sarai. If you want to call me Sara, you may, I prefer my own name Sarai. I will answer to Sara, but will like you more if you call me Sarai!
Pomme is a little bit more tricky. Who in their right mind names their child after a FRUIT?! Pomegranate's Mom. Take note though, Pomme has MANY MANY nicknames, including Pom, Pomme, Megs, Meggers, Pom Pomme Pomegranate, etc. And one day, before we started this crazy show, we were in our general location of hanging out and we decided to see how many girl's names we could get out of Pomegranate.
Out of this came Megan, Ana, Tara, Moe (hey, it could be a girl's name!) and Meg. We also came up with a bunch of weird names that don't actually exist but made us giggle. SO, if you hear me say "Megan" in a video or hear her call me "Sara" in a video you now know the reason!!
And as to Pomme calling HERSELF Megan... well, we just blame that on Conditioning... because everyone went from calling her Pomme, to when we told them about the names thought Megan fit the best, to calling her Megan. Conditioning is BAD Mmkay?
Saturday, July 18, 2009
More from the GazettE.
Current mood: Amused
After launching their fourth album, DIM on July 15th, the GazettE has announced the launch of a brand new single to be released on October 7th, called "BEFORE I DECAY" in both regular and limited versions (The limited edition includes a bonus DVD with the clip of BEFORE I DECAY, in Digipack packaging.). As well as the title-track, the single includes the song a song called "Damashi".
小鹿
After launching their fourth album, DIM on July 15th, the GazettE has announced the launch of a brand new single to be released on October 7th, called "BEFORE I DECAY" in both regular and limited versions (The limited edition includes a bonus DVD with the clip of BEFORE I DECAY, in Digipack packaging.). As well as the title-track, the single includes the song a song called "Damashi".
小鹿
You are going to get POMMED!
Current mood: Awake
So we as in Sarai and I have decided that the adorable Pomegranate a.k.a ME should write a music blog about the song of the day. Note though my lovelies life does have its moments so I may not always be able to do it!!
But for now here it goes!!
Top Gun by Epik High
This song is actually really good.
It is Korean Rap.
But as a person who did no like rap I can really get wrapped up in Epik High.
They be bitchen
so please leave a comment a tell me what you think of them!! ^^
Pomme out~
So we as in Sarai and I have decided that the adorable Pomegranate a.k.a ME should write a music blog about the song of the day. Note though my lovelies life does have its moments so I may not always be able to do it!!
But for now here it goes!!
Top Gun by Epik High
This song is actually really good.
It is Korean Rap.
But as a person who did no like rap I can really get wrapped up in Epik High.
They be bitchen
so please leave a comment a tell me what you think of them!! ^^
Pomme out~
Friday, July 17, 2009
The Gackt Rap
Current mood: Pathetic
Okay, can't believe I did this, but its true!! I did. I wrote a Gackt Rap. A rap for Gackt. So, Watch it and comment and let me know what you think.
Gackt, please don't sue me. Or think I'm too crazy. I'm crazy, but I promise I won't stalk you! ^^
The Gackt Rap
The Gackt Rap
Sarai's Crazy MySpace | MySpace Video
Okay, can't believe I did this, but its true!! I did. I wrote a Gackt Rap. A rap for Gackt. So, Watch it and comment and let me know what you think.
Gackt, please don't sue me. Or think I'm too crazy. I'm crazy, but I promise I won't stalk you! ^^
The Gackt Rap
The Gackt Rap
Sarai's Crazy MySpace | MySpace Video
Awkward Questions with Sarai
Current mood: Amused
Okay, so obviously some people aren't going to be able to ask me their awkward questions when the camera is rolling, so I'm going to blog my first online awkward question and how I responded to said question.
DaYog says:
* Hey Sarai, I have an awkward question for you.
Sarai says:
* Oh Dear God
* What?
DaYog says:
* Penis?
Sarai says:
* *dead*
DaYog says:
* Please expound.
* To be more precise the question should be: Penis, please expound.
Sarai says:
* Well you see, Penis is the part of the male body that enters into the vagina of the female body to interact in mating rituals. Sometimes if the vagina (and the female who owns it) gets too angry it grows teeth and devours said penis. The end
* Pomme says you are her hero
DaYog says:
* Hmmm interesting, so the purpose of penis is to be devoured by an angry part of the female anatomy. What if it sings nicely?
Sarai says:
* Well, if it sings nicely, maybe it will survive. Maybe.
DaYog says:
* And if it sings in a nice japanese accent?
Sarai says:
* Then it will definitely live for another concert. ^^
DaYog says:
* Provided it doesn't do anything awkward like spit I suppose.
Sarai says:
* Yes
* No spitting. Even though it is in the nature of Penises to spit
DaYog says:
* Not true, the penis usually streams. Spitting is just the function most often witnessed by women.
* I knew I'd break you down eventually.
* So Pomme, is Sarai still blushing or has the glow faded a bit?
Okay, so obviously some people aren't going to be able to ask me their awkward questions when the camera is rolling, so I'm going to blog my first online awkward question and how I responded to said question.
DaYog says:
* Hey Sarai, I have an awkward question for you.
Sarai says:
* Oh Dear God
* What?
DaYog says:
* Penis?
Sarai says:
* *dead*
DaYog says:
* Please expound.
* To be more precise the question should be: Penis, please expound.
Sarai says:
* Well you see, Penis is the part of the male body that enters into the vagina of the female body to interact in mating rituals. Sometimes if the vagina (and the female who owns it) gets too angry it grows teeth and devours said penis. The end
* Pomme says you are her hero
DaYog says:
* Hmmm interesting, so the purpose of penis is to be devoured by an angry part of the female anatomy. What if it sings nicely?
Sarai says:
* Well, if it sings nicely, maybe it will survive. Maybe.
DaYog says:
* And if it sings in a nice japanese accent?
Sarai says:
* Then it will definitely live for another concert. ^^
DaYog says:
* Provided it doesn't do anything awkward like spit I suppose.
Sarai says:
* Yes
* No spitting. Even though it is in the nature of Penises to spit
DaYog says:
* Not true, the penis usually streams. Spitting is just the function most often witnessed by women.
* I knew I'd break you down eventually.
* So Pomme, is Sarai still blushing or has the glow faded a bit?
Thursday, July 16, 2009
The Un-cut Version of Pomme and Sarai's Crazy Show Episode 2
Current mood: Amorous
The Un-Cut Second Episode!!
Pomme and Sarai's Crazy Show Episode 2
Pomme and Sarai's Crazy Show Episode 2
S to the A to the R A I | MySpace Video
The Un-Cut Second Episode!!
Pomme and Sarai's Crazy Show Episode 2
Pomme and Sarai's Crazy Show Episode 2
S to the A to the R A I | MySpace Video
Top 5 Reasons YOU Should Watch "Pomme & Sarai's Crazy Show"
Current mood: Accomplished
Warning:
Pomme and Sarai's Crazy Show consists of Insanity, craziness and minor language and/or lewdness. There are random boob shots, "Special hug" jokes and references to Gackt's Penis.
We also support Homosexuality, Bisexuality, Heterosexuality, all Religions and Faiths, and Crazy.
We DO NOT support Prejudice, Cruelty, Inappropriate Comments aimed at Children or us (some naughtiness is fun, just don't get carried away) or Child Abuse.
Top 5 Reasons YOU Should Watch "Pomme & Sarai's Crazy Show"
1. We are just that DAMN CUTE!
2. Where else can you get comedy like this?
3. You get a variety of topics and we like input! If you suggest a topic or something crazy for us to do you might see it on our show!!
4. We are ONLY 2 calories per view and are part of a WELL BALANCED YOUTUBE DIET! Though, we are not yet approved by the FDA.
5. We are Asian Music friendly. Not only that, we are Music in General friendly!
Click here ( www.youtube.com/makingcrazylooksexy ) to watch/subscribe/friend our YouTube Channel with all of our episodes!!! ^^
Warning:
Pomme and Sarai's Crazy Show consists of Insanity, craziness and minor language and/or lewdness. There are random boob shots, "Special hug" jokes and references to Gackt's Penis.
We also support Homosexuality, Bisexuality, Heterosexuality, all Religions and Faiths, and Crazy.
We DO NOT support Prejudice, Cruelty, Inappropriate Comments aimed at Children or us (some naughtiness is fun, just don't get carried away) or Child Abuse.
Top 5 Reasons YOU Should Watch "Pomme & Sarai's Crazy Show"
1. We are just that DAMN CUTE!
2. Where else can you get comedy like this?
3. You get a variety of topics and we like input! If you suggest a topic or something crazy for us to do you might see it on our show!!
4. We are ONLY 2 calories per view and are part of a WELL BALANCED YOUTUBE DIET! Though, we are not yet approved by the FDA.
5. We are Asian Music friendly. Not only that, we are Music in General friendly!
Click here ( www.youtube.com/makingcrazylooksexy ) to watch/subscribe/friend our YouTube Channel with all of our episodes!!! ^^
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