About
A timeline of shame
Many years ago
Robotech airs on American television. It might be an incredibly wrecked and chopped-up version of Macross with even dumber character names, but it has sweet-ass transforming fighter jet mechs. And it’s a lot cooler than Voltron.
More recently
College, and Akira. It may be slightly boring, but plenty of people can vouch — the first time you see it, it’s an experience. Add to that Ghost In The Shell and Ninja Scroll and it’s some kind of crazy holy trinity of introductory Otakudom. Mezzo, Read or Die, Fist of the North Star, and some other ultra-violent stuff follows, and somewhere in there a friend gives me a bootleg copy of Urotsukidoji.
Time marches on
Evangelion happens. I will never be quite the same. A friend lends my then-girlfriend an entire Love Hina set, and convinces her to watch Card Captor Sakura. I follow along, and find myself hooked on my first harem and a freaking kids’ show. Then I find out I’m not alone.
Very recent
After falling behind the curve except for the occasional series and a Miyazaki glut, I see The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. My interest explodes again. And I start blogging.
That’s pretty much my life in anime. I’m thinking a more clever About page might be in order, but I’ll get there.
