...Chuck Norris has got nothing on Kiri-- err... Haruto! Hi! Remember me? No? Well, uh, I'm gonna keep writing anyways. And if you do remember me for some reason, well... don't get too excited, now-- I'll probably disappear for another three thousand years between now and my next entry. I have a confession to make:…
When doing manual labour for incompetent overseers, one often finds oneself searching-- desperately-- for means of entertainment. Inspiration can come from unlikely places, and in unusual forms. This post is the product of one such evening. I have literal days' worth of music on my phone, but even so, I've heard each song several times…
[Context: a meditative exercise I do when my mind is in a bad place. I sit and consider the first questions and ideas that pop into my head. Helps me de-clutter my thoughts. Some will make more sense than others. Others, I'm sure, have been said before in different ways, by people with credentials greater than mine. This procedure usually happens as I am writing in my journal or staring into blank space, but I thought it might be interesting to publish this one to my blog and see what, if any, response it gets.]
Hello again! I hope you've been enjoying the holiday season as much as I haven't. Dare I explain where I disappeared to this time? Nah. I daresay I daren't. I'll let you guess-- the most creative answer wins! It's more exciting this way, trust me. Just what might you win, you ask? Well, my undying…
How's that for an eye-catching headline, hmm? This is a classic boy-meets-girl love story. Y'know, the sort where the guy becomes infatuated with the quirky new girl in his class who's seated beside him, watches her fall asleep at her desk, develops a surreptitious addiction after taking a good ol' lickeroo of her drool... What?…
Wow. So, uh... This anime is a thing. Yep. Definitely a thing. I don't even know where I'm going with this review, which is in itself rare; and yet, I must write something about this anime. Because wow. The tidal wave of emotions this one evokes in me. Never before have I been so simultaneously…
A second Poplar post in the same month? NANI?! Yeah, I guess I'm as surprised as you are. I finally seem to be getting a break from IRL work; though, knowing my record, I shouldn't say that. I'll probably end up busier than ever now. The holidays are on their way, after all. And this…
Salutations, one and all, from the bleak break room of a typical Ottawan supermarket. I sit here, staring at a grungy cupboard half off its hinges, whilst being serenaded by the intercom's gratingly monotonous selection of dad rock songs. The cupboard's contents are a mystery. I think most people are too scared to touch it,…
Hello again! Apologies for the long silence. It was not intentional! An unexpected spike in demand for my physical presence in the real world is to blame, combined with the even more unexpected destruction of Kissanime disrupting my seasonal anime routines and rituals. As a result, I'm now hopelessly behind on this season's shows. It's…
Most trees flourish in daylight, but the Unpopular Poplar grows only by dark. Visit our grove ensconced in moonlight, see how the leaves shimmer. Watch the firebugs waltz with the forest sprites in the midnight breeze. We all are friends of furtive things here, and those who share a love for such silent treasures are…
The Unpopular Poplar 