If I consider the shows, anime, movies, and YouTube videos/series, I’ve meandered through in 2020, most were decent enough, but nothing was really as good as finding the livestreaming pockets of fragmented communities I found in late-2020. To an extent, I’m not much of a fan of formal communities. When there is a hierarchy, there can be ostracization, but if everyone is a broadcaster and participant, everyone can be fans of each other’s content or presence.
There’s a scene from Moyashimon that gave me some thought and consideration for “The Story.” I would say these moments happen somewhat frequently. Nonfiction will inform fiction; life informs media; but, visa versa. In this scene, a male character helps a female character with an errand and she invites him over for dinner. There is a sort of reverence from the male character in regards to being over at the female character’s apartment. I thought…
Spoilers?: Minor [considering scene locations]
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My original reason for watching Moyashimon was getting a better understanding of agriculture for an aspect of “The Story” I was researching. I stopped watching it partway through when I dropped that research. It always stuck around in my mind as a show I should complete. The first episode of season one is a good example of a well-crafted episode, so between that, and its approachable use of microbiology, I would say it’s …mostly worthwhile.
Rating: ★★★☆☆ [3/5]
Spoilers: minor-specific, major-vague
I forget the last time I ate pizza. It’s not like a sobriety counter or anything, and I’ll probably have more. This slice was probably the greasy food court pizza necessitating dabbing off napkin-full after napkin-full of oily fats. I’ve since rejected a handful of thank-you slices of pizza. It’s never personal. It’s just irrational for me to eat food I don’t enjoy that I know will just needlessly distract from my long-term fitness goals.