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Raiders of the Lost Art. This is a documentary about classic artists, forgers, famous art heists and art history. Very engrossing and entertaining.

I don’t actually wear perfume or any type of added fragrance beyond my usual daily ablutions. If I were to try any it would be something very light and sweet, with no sharp or harsh aspects to it. No added scent should be more than a faint accent. Just a good clean smell is best for all occasions.

Bowser, Wario, Alma Wade.

Fox McCloud, Samus Aran, Natalia Korda, Princesses Peach and Daisy.

Mos Eisley Cantina, Club Obi-Wan, Bronto Burgers Drive-In, Gusteau’s, Pizza Planet. South Seas Club. Technically some of these are more clubs than typical restaurants, but as long as they serve food, I'm gonna run with 'em.

Monuments Men (2014) Not a bad movie, about a group of soldiers sent to recover works of art plundered by the Nazis during WW2. Based on a true story it represents a great sacrifice made for something intangible, but no less important, of the human experience. No work of art is worth a human life, but saving art is necessary or some of humanity’s greatest accomplishments will be lost from life. It’s a fine line that makes you think. One could get all philosophical but I’ll spare you that. Rather, I’ll simply say this is a decent movie worth watching, so do so and draw your own conclusions. 7/10 American Graffiti (1973) George Lucas’ first ‘mainstream’ outing after THX-1138 and a sign of better things to come. It made a huge profit (cost $750k and grossed 121 million) and yet George was still up against the Hollywood system making Star Wars immediately after. But we all know how that story turned out. Graffiti is a beautiful movie, well-directed, well-written, coherent and entertaining from end to end. This was an important turning point in George’s career; when he saw the value of a lighter touch and accessibility over the abstract experimental filmmaking he so dearly loved (and still does). This movie stands up well alongside his many great accomplishments. 9.5/10 Unbreakable (2000) A pretty nifty and original movie my M. Night Shyamalan about an everyday ‘superhero’ and the super villain who discovered him. This is what most superhero movies lack; the realistic way that heroes and villains can come from ordinary walks of life but become something more than even they could imagine. The story rings true and the characters are compelling. This is from Shyamalan’s earlier career when he was at his best. 8/10

Same here! Coleco Telstar! Had three built-in games; Tennis, Hai Alai and Handball, I think. And there was an Easy, Intermediate and Hard mode. Simple as it was, I still prefer it to the modern systems. The next I had was SuperNES, quite a while later.

I forgot. Isn’t memory the first thing to go when you get old?

I actually have trouble NOT smiling. I smile all the time, and often do so without realizing it. It’s a funny habit I guess.

I dropped a bamboo back-scratcher.

I’m not particularly vain, but I do make an effort in the name of cleanliness, neatness, individuality and style. I am who I am, and my wardrobe represents me, even if I’m not making a big deal out of it. I don’t like to draw attention, but I do want to set a certain standard of appearance. No one has to adhere to my standard, but I want to represent it well if I can.

I would like to be a conceptual artist on a Star Wars project…if Disney would be so kind as to drop out of it first.

It is somewhat dangerous where I live. The crime rates used to be very high, but in recent years things have gotten better because it's a tourist area and crime is bad for business, so they made an effort to clean it up. I still wouldn't go out alone after dark or go looking for trouble because it's never far, no matter what.

I've played and finished many times. I play it every Thanksgiving and several more times over the Christmas season. I don’t always win, but that doesn’t matter. You’ve heard the adage, “It’s not whether you win or lose, but who cheats the most creatively.”

My floors are quite creaky. At this time of year you literally can’t take a step in any part of the apartment without notifying everyone within a hundred meter radius. Annoying when I want to raid the fridge in the wee hours of the a.m.

Having someone who speaks the same language in terms of interests, opinion and sense of humor is important because these are people I can be myself with and I can communicate without even speaking out loud. A glance will often suffice to say we’re on the same page. I don’t need a friend to have the exact same interests as me because if they bring something fresh to the conversation I can learn and expand my own mind. Honesty, honor and maturity are important, but I value someone who can discuss potty humor one moment and contemplate the meaning of the universe a moment after that. Everything would be up for grabs. If I can be myself and not have to apologize for my weird sense of humor, or explain my meaning constantly, that’s a big plus. Beyond that, I want to be surprised and wouldn’t want to put down any unnecessary limitations.

Sure, I’d try pony milk. It’s just animal milk. Cows are just animals and no one seems to mind milk from a cow. It’s all acquired cultural prejudice. I imagine horse milk wouldn’t be as tasty as cow milk because it has less fat, which is where the richness and flavor comes from. But if you’re looking for a low-fat alternative, why not give it a try? I’d try it just out of curiosity.

First of all, YES I would take it. This is not about greed but the fact that so many people are in need, and a bunch of money left abandoned in a ditch serves no one. Since it’s obviously been there for a length of time I would have no problem taking it because it’s clear no one is coming back for it. If reported and left to authorities, they’d have no problem taking for their own use and that is no exaggeration. Hoping for a reward is out of the question, but being arbitrarily accused for appropriating for the loot to begin with is very real; it ties up a loose end and costs the Feds nothing. So, authorities aside, money in private hands can actually do some good. I’d try to research any unfound money just be thorough, but again, we’re assuming for the sake of this discussion that no one’s coming to claim it. To be cautious I’d be sure to launder it somehow because it could be marked or tracked by someone I don’t know and it isn’t worth taking added risks. Once I’m convinced it’s safe to use, I’d let it do some good, starting with my own family, then a variety of charities, and keep just enough for myself for security. I’m not interested in luxury like fancy cars or mansions with more rooms than I could ever use; those are pointless status symbols and inherently worthless. I’d drive the same car I drive today, and live in a modest house. I’m happy enough as I am, but there are others I know who could definitely use it, and they’d be the primary beneficiaries.

There’s only one more rank for me to reach, and that’s Element of Harmony. I don’t expect I’ll reach that goal by January though. I imagine that’ll take another year or more considering my usual pace.

Kinda hard to isolate something that’s so all-encompassing.

I went outside and stared at the beautiful night sky for a while. It was so peaceful and beautiful, even with the light contamination from the city. It made me feel almost good as new. I also had a rather fancy cupcake for dessert and it was quite nice.

Sure I do. I wear a broad smile most of the time and gesticulate in a way that suggests a highly accessible humanoid-cartoon hybrid, or a mime with added dialog. I'm sort of typecast that way and I look it. My clothing is fairly colorful too, which only adds to the overall impression. That’s me on the inside and me on the outside. What you see is what you get.

A Pegasus of course. Pegasi can fly! What more do you need to know? If I can fly I don’t need magic or anything else; flying IS magic! Just let me get up to those clouds and soar!