A few vids with me in em

It's an honor to be nominated... by myself

Okay, I have stiff competition, but that's alright cause the point of these things is to expose us to the gems of the internet. So if you think I deserve it, vote for (or against) my youtube vids at the first annual Japan Bloggers Awards.

Also, I nominated Deas for his tireless dedication to translating lolcats to Japanese.

It's under 9000!

Almost forgot to embed this one. But you would know that if you were subscribed.
BTW, are internet friends too lazy to leave a simple "happy birthday" comment these days? I don't even expect a real one... My shallow facebook profile got more messages. *grumble grumble*

Star struck

Clay look alikes

I did this for fun. Myheritage.com provided tons of laughs. Here are the matches for my face:
Kevin Costner Nuh-uh
Annie McDowel Maybe...
Jason Biggs I kinda agree with that one, as do some people out there
Jennifer Garner I think this is the final clue in the "She's a man, baby" theory
Robert Oppenheimer Now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds
Dustin Hoffman Whoppner is on
Micheal Owen Not sure, but he seems to be a sports star, so I'll take it
Gary Cooper I always wanted an excuse to say, "Hi, I'm Dick Turpin, but you can call me Coop"

But where was Dawson? I do look a bit like Van DerBeak don't I? If you wanna see more of my mug--don't forget the bashful grin-- you need to visit the last post.
Please, tell me who you matched up with in the comments, or if you blog results, let us know!

Well, if it's in the newspaper it must be official

Greatest hard-hitting journalism ever...
This is the article about me in the local newspaper. The caption under the photo, and I pull your leg not, is" "Tall-handsome-Clayton-san."

Claysexual

Whilst ranting to Ben about my annoyances with people questioning my sexuality, I proclaimed, "I am what I am. I am a... Claysexual!"

And when I get that feeling...
I want Claysexual healing. ♪

I was a teenage ax murderer! (unoffical, yet hilarious, Valentines day post)

So what's more embarrassing than going on an impromptu date (she asked me to the coffee shop and we had Mexican hot chocolates), and seeing half your students hanging out there? How about finding out that she has a boyfriend which she has failed to mention up to this point.
"Mystery solved, dear Watson! Dating does suck indeed!" says the man in the tweed jacket sitting on the corner of the room. "Eh? Eh? Who's with me here?" Then he starts to mutter about the imbeciles that are churned out of this yank country's schools as he takes up his Stradivarius violin and plays a complicated tune with a rapid syncopation.

I have another date with a different girl this Thursday. What can I say? I'm popular. And stupid.
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The kids took a pic of me and photoshoped me into Jesus. Bout time I got some respect around here. Ooh, head rush from all the megalomania. Gotta pace myself when I go on a power trip like that.

Somebody shut that kid up

Okay, I seem to have a bit of de Vega's syndrome. For those of you not in the know, Lope Félix de Vega Carpia (1562-1635), known as Lope de Vega, published between 1,800 to 2,500 plays during his life, some 450 of which survive. Towards the end of his life, it was rumored that he wrote two plays a week.

Comic , money, and gummy bears

"Our social identity is a creation of other people's thoughts." -- Marcel Proust
Hey look at the leaving w/out saying anything shtick of mine this way: It's very Japanese ^_-

romantic? You decide. 

Feeling attractive today

Teacher: Everyone understand? You cool, Clay?
Me: Yeah, I'm cool.
Cute girl#1: Clay is always cool.
Cute girl#2: Yeah, he is!
Both cute girls in tandem: We love you, Clay!
Me: *blush*

Please note these are the first legal girls I've been hit on by in a while.
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Did a cute little cartoon for Brittany's birthday, and I was gonna scan it so you all could see it, but I forgot. Anyways, head over to the blog links, click on Brit, and wish her a happy birthday.
She gave me so many hugs tonight cause of that picture :)
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Life is good at the moment; but I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Let it be known

That I caught that giant mofo of a boomerang. That's right. The three-footer.

so you know

The commitee got together and decided that I am in fact a cat.

My list

Everyone's doing it, so I took ten minutes to write the top fifty things to do before I die, in no particular order (mostly).

Robert Anton Wilson feels that half the problems in this world arise when people try to make a mark that will allow them to be effectively immortal by being remembered by others. Guess I'm a problem starter.

There is a lot of overlap in these.

1. Write the great American novel
2. Have a nationally published comic series that wins acclaim in the mainstream literary community
3. Create a character that becomes a household name
4. Help establish a utopia, maybe on mars
4. Become ruler of the world, possibly through the Ted Turner route
5. Get married, preferably to a girl who's language I can't speak, so we discover each other without all that superfluous language junk.
√6. Write a story in the cthulhu mythos.
7. Become fluent in Japanese, then 39 other languages as I'm told humans are capable of learning that many.
8. Have one child of my own, then adopt two more from third-world countries
9. Have an art gallery in New York show my work
10. Teach a child that will become the next great artist
11. Resurrect art, as it is dead
12. Create a world wide phenomenon of a movie that will replace star wars in terms of nerdy fanboy adherents
13. Create a theosophical movement that will facilitate dialogue between faiths, creeds and even nations
√14. Never get fat
15. Be called the Charles Atlas of artists/novelists/comicers like Boris Vallejo.
16. Make a comic series that is so successful, that I can have the Japanese make it into an anime.
17. Learn how to play the guitar in such a way as to impress people around the campfire.
18. Learn how to play three songs on the piano in such a way as to impress people at a five star restaurant.
19. Travel back in time and challenge Bruce Lee to a fight.
20. Adhere to the 4 agreements.
21. Learn to control my anxious nature.
22. Find the balance between being mysterious and being aloof
23. When aliens arrive, I will be the person that gets to greet them in the name of Earth
24. Fight zombies with akimbo barettas
25. Have Jonny Dep lean over to me at a party and say, "Okay, Clay. How do you do it?"
26. Star in a major motion picture that doesn't suck.
27. Learn how to constructively assert myself when I have problems with people.
28. Design and buy a zombie-proof house located in Scotland. Said house will have a very large library.
29. Backpack across... everywhere. This will facilitate goals number 7 and 5.
30. Have an opportunity to have my enemies bow before me, then pass it up. Actually, I'd prefer to not have enemies.
31. Have someone say, upon my leaving, "Aren't you at least gonna kiss her?" Then I will look at the girl and say, "nah."
32. Always get catcalls when I'm wearing my swim trunks.
33. Learn how to wield a katana without being a nerd about it.
√34. Talk with strangers like I did during my first year in college.
35. Inspire someone.
36. Impart wisdom.
37. Never stop learning.
38. Expand my vocabulary to incredible proportions.
39. Sell some modern art to a sucker.
40. Achieve a state of zen in which I can ignore my own suffering given any situation.
41. Create a movie called sober master, in which I fight Jackie Chan at an A.A. meeting.
42. Gain a long-overdue nickname.
43. Watch a caribou wander through the ruins of new York.
44. Do my part to help alternative energy take hold, or at least have a hand in anti-matter's successful harvest and isolation.
45. Create the grand unifying theory in the middle working on a crossword puzzle, almost as an afterthought.
√46. Finish this list.
47. Get frozen in carbonite and reanimated in an age when humans have evolved into forms of pure energy.
48. Find satisfaction, and hand a little to Mick Jagger.
49. Stare a guy down in a bar.
50. Add at least ten words to the English dictionary of my own design.

fifty is not enough, I have so much more to do

conversations

The following is a snippet of a conversation about my eerie ability to sneak up on people without being noticed. I always scare the crap out of people, thought I don't employ this supernatural power on purpose.

me:"I think I must be part ghost."
Brit:"maybe part vampire?"
me:"yeah, let's go with that, it sounds more romantic."
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This conversation was sparked after I spent some time in a coffee shop. Just guess what the agenda there was.


Jeremy:"you're not supposed to talk about sex, politics, or religion at the dinner table."
me:"Yeah, and everyone does it. It's annoying in the extreme."
Jeremy:"So I wonder what Jesus talked about at dinner."
me:"The weather."

blessed are the low pressure fronts, for they bring the balmy climate.

Competition

I am way too competitive. But not in the standard way. I often get upset if I suddenly discover someone has been liking the same things I do.
"What do you mean Carravagio is your favorite artist too?!" Damn it!