Explain your interests meme
Feb. 20th, 2009 12:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Comment on this post. I will choose seven interests from your profile and you will explain what they mean and why you are interested in them. Post this along with your answers in your own journal so that others can play along. The ones chosen for me are the following.
Far too long ago, Fileg posted this meme on her journal and picked 7 of my interests. Since 3 of them are taking a little longer than expected, I hereby present the first four:
That's me being very specific. I like police procedurals and I like forensic shows (I think it's the gore and the situations). I can't stand CSI:Miami, especially the later seasons. It's the preachiness that gets to me. Because Grissom is so very much live and let live and, while Mac is also very right and wrong and no middle ground, he's less, I don't know, smug about it than Horatio Caine is. That and every case seems to be about the Miami crew (also a problem sometime with NY, but I like the NY crew more). It starts to lose the realism I crave. Not CSI:Miami is shorthand for all of that.
Zechs Merquise (or Millardo Peacecraft, depending on how many nervous breakdowns he's up to), of Gundam Wing, is a fanatic, a murderer, with levels of obsession and guilt that are frankly frightening. He's also a fantastic Gundam pilot, and a good friend/officer (well, judging from other people's reactions) and is living in the shadow of his family's history and exactly how far he's gone against it for most of his life. He's one of the most complex characters on a complex show, because he believes in peace, but starts off believing that it can only be brought about by superior weaponary. As the series progresses, he becomes a fanatical believer in Earth being the problem (or possibly that seeing Earth being destroyed will shock the colonies into peace, he descends into a sort of revolutionary mania and isn't being very clear at that point). He's a mass of contradictions, most of which aren't ironed out. So that's most of why I love him. The added detail is that even now, goodness knows how many years later, he's still the most attractive anime boy to stride across the screen, possibly including my dear beloved Kurogane.
An English football team from Birmingham (Aston is a part of Birmingham) that I liked as a child and therefore still have a fondness for. I shall admit that as a 6 or 7 year old, it was mostly the colours that attracted me. I strongly suspect it was the 1992/1993 version of the kit. They're a deeply unfashionable team, very solid, staid, predictable and not from London so they never get the press attention they deserve. They're presently managed by Martin O'Neill, who is wonderful, and got lucky because the rich foreign billionaire that bought them was Randy Lerner, who may or may not kick puppies (I know nothing about him) but leaves the manager to rule over the team instead of interfering with them like a lot of the other new foreign billionaire owners. Also, they have a fantastic youth team.
Another English football team. This time from Yorkshire. Originally a university team who could only play on Wednesdays, they're the second Sheffield team. Nicknamed the Owls, they move between being terrible and worse. Due to supporting them as well as Villa (and Nottingham Forest) I am committing a great and terrible sin of having split allegiences, but as they are awful, I don't feel too bad about it.
Adding the fifth
Kimi Raikkonen is a Finnish Formula 1 driver. When he first arrived he was so young that he didn't have his own driving licence, and there was a lot of talk as to whether or not he should be given his super-sport licence, which you need to drive an F1 car, because of this. He was young, fast and had 'it'. F1 is one of the few sports where I know what 'it', that special ingredient that separates the best from the very good, looks like, and he had it in spades. It's odd, while it's possible to win without 'it' in F1 (see Jaques Villeneuve, bless him and curse him in equal measures), if you have it, you're almost guaranteed to win. That it took Kimi till last year to win the title is more a reflection on the people he was driving against (Michael Schumacher and Fernando Alonso) than on him.
So much for his driving skills. Why I really like him is his personality. Now, a lot of the press about him follows the line of him being an ice-man, no-nonsense, no-fun. Which is absolute codswallop. He just hates the press. Now exactly why someone who is rabidly private takes part in the most followed motorsport in the world is another matter. Of course he knows that they know that he isn't always quite so calm and you can see him taking great delight in giving short monotone answers.
He's also done mad things like entering speed boat races dressed as a gorilla or entering a rally race under the assumed name of James Hunt, who was a F1 racer who was possibly better at partying and skirt-chasing than he was at racing, which given Kimi's reputation suits him down to the ground. We shan't mention the pole dancing at Stringfellows while drunk. Marriage has calmed him down somewhat. He now enters said rally under his own name. You can't not love someone who does crazy things like that regularly.
Far too long ago, Fileg posted this meme on her journal and picked 7 of my interests. Since 3 of them are taking a little longer than expected, I hereby present the first four:
That's me being very specific. I like police procedurals and I like forensic shows (I think it's the gore and the situations). I can't stand CSI:Miami, especially the later seasons. It's the preachiness that gets to me. Because Grissom is so very much live and let live and, while Mac is also very right and wrong and no middle ground, he's less, I don't know, smug about it than Horatio Caine is. That and every case seems to be about the Miami crew (also a problem sometime with NY, but I like the NY crew more). It starts to lose the realism I crave. Not CSI:Miami is shorthand for all of that.
Zechs Merquise (or Millardo Peacecraft, depending on how many nervous breakdowns he's up to), of Gundam Wing, is a fanatic, a murderer, with levels of obsession and guilt that are frankly frightening. He's also a fantastic Gundam pilot, and a good friend/officer (well, judging from other people's reactions) and is living in the shadow of his family's history and exactly how far he's gone against it for most of his life. He's one of the most complex characters on a complex show, because he believes in peace, but starts off believing that it can only be brought about by superior weaponary. As the series progresses, he becomes a fanatical believer in Earth being the problem (or possibly that seeing Earth being destroyed will shock the colonies into peace, he descends into a sort of revolutionary mania and isn't being very clear at that point). He's a mass of contradictions, most of which aren't ironed out. So that's most of why I love him. The added detail is that even now, goodness knows how many years later, he's still the most attractive anime boy to stride across the screen, possibly including my dear beloved Kurogane.
An English football team from Birmingham (Aston is a part of Birmingham) that I liked as a child and therefore still have a fondness for. I shall admit that as a 6 or 7 year old, it was mostly the colours that attracted me. I strongly suspect it was the 1992/1993 version of the kit. They're a deeply unfashionable team, very solid, staid, predictable and not from London so they never get the press attention they deserve. They're presently managed by Martin O'Neill, who is wonderful, and got lucky because the rich foreign billionaire that bought them was Randy Lerner, who may or may not kick puppies (I know nothing about him) but leaves the manager to rule over the team instead of interfering with them like a lot of the other new foreign billionaire owners. Also, they have a fantastic youth team.
Another English football team. This time from Yorkshire. Originally a university team who could only play on Wednesdays, they're the second Sheffield team. Nicknamed the Owls, they move between being terrible and worse. Due to supporting them as well as Villa (and Nottingham Forest) I am committing a great and terrible sin of having split allegiences, but as they are awful, I don't feel too bad about it.
Adding the fifth
Kimi Raikkonen is a Finnish Formula 1 driver. When he first arrived he was so young that he didn't have his own driving licence, and there was a lot of talk as to whether or not he should be given his super-sport licence, which you need to drive an F1 car, because of this. He was young, fast and had 'it'. F1 is one of the few sports where I know what 'it', that special ingredient that separates the best from the very good, looks like, and he had it in spades. It's odd, while it's possible to win without 'it' in F1 (see Jaques Villeneuve, bless him and curse him in equal measures), if you have it, you're almost guaranteed to win. That it took Kimi till last year to win the title is more a reflection on the people he was driving against (Michael Schumacher and Fernando Alonso) than on him.
So much for his driving skills. Why I really like him is his personality. Now, a lot of the press about him follows the line of him being an ice-man, no-nonsense, no-fun. Which is absolute codswallop. He just hates the press. Now exactly why someone who is rabidly private takes part in the most followed motorsport in the world is another matter. Of course he knows that they know that he isn't always quite so calm and you can see him taking great delight in giving short monotone answers.
He's also done mad things like entering speed boat races dressed as a gorilla or entering a rally race under the assumed name of James Hunt, who was a F1 racer who was possibly better at partying and skirt-chasing than he was at racing, which given Kimi's reputation suits him down to the ground. We shan't mention the pole dancing at Stringfellows while drunk. Marriage has calmed him down somewhat. He now enters said rally under his own name. You can't not love someone who does crazy things like that regularly.