An amazing woman.

I can pinpoint exactly the moment when I started reading Strangers in Paradise, a couple of years ago when my best friend and partner in crime lend it to me after her boyfriend recommended it to her. The recommendation was great, not only because it wasn’t done in the usual ‘You should read SiP because it’s a woman’s book’, but because it was more of a ‘If you want to write real relationship stuff, you should read SiP’.

And while I completely understand the annoyance at having SiP recommended when one wants to read superheroes, I just can’t not recommend it when someone ask me about a book with strong women. Realistic women. And now that the series is almost ended (Only three numbers to go, and I can’t believe what a rollercoaster it has been), I want to talk about my current favorite female character. And no, I’m not talking about Katchoo, even when I love her to bits, or about Francine, who is every shade of amazing especially in the latest twist of the screw. No, I’m talking about the character whom I loathed when she was introduced and whom I wanted to see drown when she was getting married in Hawaii with Francine’s stupid ex-boyfriend Freddy.

Yes, I’m talking about Casey Bullocks.

The cheerleader. The annoying, always chirpy girl who suddenly attached herself to Katchoo and co. and just didn’t know when to let go. The one whose next appearance after the wedding was in a future flashback being all uncomfortable with the idea that maybe Francine and Katchoo were a couple. That Casey.

I have no idea when she became my favorite girl in SiP, but it was somewhere between her absolutely clueless attempt to seduce David after she realized Freddy would always be in love with Francine, and when she hugged Katchoo after Francine discovered they had been together one single, meaningless night. Somewhere in between, Casey went from becoming the cute but annoying sidekick who sometimes would come and make everything insane to be a woman I could respect. Sure, she did stupid things, but she did them because she thought they were the right thing to do. And in the meantime, she didn’t just became Katchoo’s friend, she became her rock.

She left the man who just married her for her body to become her own woman. She went to Vegas to be a showgirl because she could. And she went back to Katchoo and David, because she loved David, and she cares so much for Katchoo that she’ll be willing to do anything for her.

And then Terry Moore gave us a bit more background on Casey. She’s a recovering anorexic, she has had more boob jobs that one can remember, and a couple of nose jobs too. She’s dyslexic, and she had an incredibly low selfesteem that made her go and try to fix everything that wasn’t wrong with her by looking good and looking perky.

And she managed to come out of all it as one of the most balanced persons in Strangers in Paradise, becoming not only Katchoo’s rock, but David’s confident.

In issue 85 she has a heart to heart talk with Francine that even now makes me say wow. After many issues in which Casey practically locked Francine and Katchoo together in the same room, she tells Francine to stay away. Because Katchoo doesn’t need to be played with, because it has been enough of the ‘well, maybe this time it will work’ game. Because Casey will live with Katchoo, and they will raise together a child. A child that Katchoo is having with David, because Casey can’t have children for all the stupid things she did when she was younger.

Casey doesn’t do much in issue 86, and I’m truly worried about what will happen with the cast in issue 87. But whatever happens, I just have to tip my hat to Mr. Moore, who managed to turn my feelings about a character 180° degrees, and without me noticing that every time I was buying an issue it was not only to see what was happening with Katchoo, Francine and David, but because I was hoping that Casey would pop up again, filled with her love for life no matter what.

Full Metal Women

Because of work situations, last week I had to see all the 51 episodes of the Full Metal Alchemist anime, and read all that was available of the manga, which led me to three very important conclusions.

First: A 51 marathon chased with 59 manga episodes read in a week is not a good idea no matter what. By episode 12 I was ready to throw my DVD out of the window.

Second: They shouldn’t make anime based on manga that haven’t revealed at least the first half of their main plot. FMA, the anime, suffers from a lot of incoherencies because it is obvious that the animators were trying to add the stuff that was being shown in the manga, months after they had already given an answer to questions that their plot needed (The Gate, for example)

Third: Maybe I’m being a bit too feminist, but I think that the main difference between manga and anime is that the manga was written by a woman, while the anime staff is mainly male.


Let me elaborate.

One of my main problems with manga lately is that if one scratches the surface just a little, there are very few active females as main characters. The vast majority are very passive, even if the story moves around them. A quick glance to my personal collection shows a lot of girls who are dependant on their male friends, boyfriends and even enemies to solve their problems (Not all manga are like this, but it is a notorious trend, especially in shojo manga) .

FMA manga is different. It is a manga with a big male cast, a lot bigger than the female cast, but there isn’t a single female character that has more than two lines that is completely passive. In fact, I can only think of two passive girls –the kind that wait for things to happen to them, rather than make things happen- in the whole manga.

Yes, at first sight the girls do look alike in the manga and in the anime. In the anime, Riza is a woman in love and nothing more than the second in command of Roy –who does very few besides standing next to him. Winry tends to stick with the Elric brothers for no reason –besides her love for Ed; Maria Ross disapears after a few episodes; Martel is murdered while she hides, scared and trembling, inside Al; Lust stops being a villian because of the love she remembered for Scar’s brother; and Izumi Curtis, who is arguably the strongest woman in the manga, has maternal instincts attacks that make her act in amazingly stupid ways as soon as anime!Wrath appears (And here I could go on and on about how Japanese authors seem to think a mother should act, remembering what happened in Silent Hill: The movie, but I better let that subject lie)

In the manga, however, no woman is secondary to the man next to her. The best examples are Lust, who up to the moment of her death is an evil, manipulative bitch; Riza, who is not only Roy’s ‘right hand’, but is obviously his equal in all but range –it’s more obvious in the latter chapters that Roy does think of her as an equal and not as an inferior- and who can hold her own in a fight in closed quarters with Gluttony; Izumi, who is the only person without automail who manages to fight Greed hand to hand; and finally Ran Fan, a manga only character, who even cuts her own arm to fulfill her duty to her country.

And the villians. In the manga, the main villian is a man, who looks a lot like the Elric’s father, whose motives to create homonculi, control the country and create a new Philosopher’s Stone (because unless I’m mistaken, he has managed to create 7) are still a mistery. In the anime is Dante, a woman who is looking to create a new Philosopher’s Stone because she wants to keep her youth and beauty just as she has for the last 400 years and for that reason she kills people by the thousands and keeps the country at war. Oh, and she hates her ex because he left her for another woman. Could she be more stereotypical and lame? The old ‘I want to be forever beautiful’ was already old when the Queen gave Snow White a poisoned apple, and the variations haven’t been many.

I’m not saying that the members of the anime studio are misogynistic, or anything like that. I’m saying that it’s very funny the way that the characters- both male and female- change completely when a man writes them.

Let’s go back to Izumi, since she’s the most obvious case.


In the manga she explains to the Elric brothers that when she tried to create a baby, she ‘lost some of her insides’, but her hand in the general area of the stomach and her expression… they make hard to think that she’s not referring to her uterus. It’s her husband, Sig, who explains why she tried to transmute a human: She aborted, lossing the chance to have children forever, feeling guilty and “Saying sorry all night, even when it wasn’t her fault”. The idea that Izumi felt guilty because she didn’t fullfill her duty to her husband is clear- and even understandable since many women are educated with the idea that they have to ‘marry and have children for her husband’. Despite all, Izumi stays strong and she learned from her mistakes. She’s motherly with the Elric brothers, but she doesn’t forget the price of her mistake, and she keeps her use of alchemy to things that really matter (Not including, btw, the fight with Greed. She does that with her bare hands) And all this makes one of her most emotive scenes the moment when she thanks Ed for his discovery about human transmutation (I won’t explain exactly what it was to avoid more spoilers) Izumi here is a woman first, then an alchemist, then a mother.

In the anime, after seeing her vomit blood in front of her students and in one of the weirdest moments in the anime, a doctor tells us that she lost ‘many organs from her stomach to her intestine’, which causes the vomiting. The first question is, of course, How does she manage to survive without ‘many organs’? And the second is Why did she did it? Because her husband made her abort. And she felt guilty and tried to resuscitate the kid.

Well, We see the difference, right? Both in the extent of her sacrifice – she sacrifices more in the anime, but her manga loss is more symbolic- as well as the reasons why. In the anime her husband took the choice out of her hands ‘to save her life’, but she was ready to die to give her son a chance. The choice wasn’t made by her. And that added to her reaction to Wrath, the mystery boy that only exists in the anime and who is the result of her attempt to bring her son back. Izumi knows that Wrath is an homunculus, that he’s dangerous and that she must kill him. Despite that, she protects him, defending him from the army and almost letting him kill her because he is her ‘son’. And this was the same woman who pretended to leave two kids in a deserted island to teach them alchemy, and who greets them and trains them by flipping them in the air by fliking her wrists, who suddenly lets a kid almost choke her because he is ‘her sin’ and isn’t able to kill something that maybe sorta has her unborn son’s face –maybe sorta because when she saw him, it was a fetus. An aborted fetus. Wrath doesn’t look like her at all. He looks like Envy’s younger brother. So Izumi in the anime is mother first, then alchemist… and then we remember she’s a woman because if she wasn’t, she couldn’t be a mother.

The saddest part of all this is that FMA was, in its manga version, a very good show with strong female characters who weren’t stereotypes, a rare thing in a shonen manga, but in the anime… for time, plot necessity, or just ignorance, they became stereotypes.

Oh, and to end this without misunderstandings. I am sure that the differences in characters were because the anime was written by guys. But I’m not saying a man can’t write well a female character. Just that he will write her differently from what a woman will write the same character (And of course, the thing also works the other way. A woman will write a male character differently from a male writer)

Everyone has a favorite.

I was going to blog about my latest convention experience, but reading around the forums (mostly in English) about Civil War #1 made me change my mind.

I still haven’t bought my copy of CW, and I was not going to buy it, until I found out that the team that was going to ignite the whole thing were the New Warriors.

Confession time? I’m a big, big fan of the New Warriors, and am still trying to get the whole original run.

But I’m not a fan of the Warriors for Night Trasher (Who I always saw as the stereotypical angry street hero), or Nova, or Firestar (Who will always be in my mind as part of Spiderman’s Amazing Friends, sorry), or Marvel Boy or any of the others.

I became a fan because of Speedball, who was my favorite since his original series.

Now, if you guys read my last blog, you will see I apparently have the touch of death to my favorite characters (Other favorites? Doug Ramsey, dead. I loved Jason Todd since he was the Robin I knew from the Mexican editions, so I was devastated when I found out he died for fan voting. Ted Kord, dead. Sun Boy, who is not dead but has the awful tendency to end up exiled or de-powered. Rictor, depowered. Maddrox, who thankfully is alive but spend some time dead. Magick, dead. Synch, dead. Skin, dead. Chamber, depowered. Jubilee, depowered. Linda Danvers, erased from continuity. Hawk and Dove ver.2, one became a villain, killed the other and then was killed by Hal Jordan. Joy), but to be fair, I’m used to it. I love the less popular characters, and less popular characters tend to die easier than the big ones. (I’m still holding my breath for Chase, from Runaways, but he seems to be popular enough to survive)

The thing is, in superhero stories at least, you can’t win. No matter how obscure, useless, an annoying a character seems, someone, somewhere, loves that character. I’ll admit I was surprised at seeing in forums that I wasn’t the only Speedball fan, since he seemed to be universally disliked. But there was even someone saying that Microbe was his favorite character.

When Blue Beetle died, and the fans came out of the woodwork, there were accusations that we were only liking him because he had died. That if he *hadn’t* died, we wouldn’t care. I never argued with the guys making those accusations because, frankly? Nothing I said about my love for the character would make them change their mind over that.

The same thing happened over the outcry for Sue Dibny’s death (When they were not busy denying that it had been an atrocious show of misogyny and bad writing).

And with Kon’s death.

To be perfectly frank here, I have been guilty of that. When they killed Superman, I couldn’t care less. Hawkseye? Meh. Jean Grey? What? You think I believe for a second she’ll stay dead this time? Jade? Who was that?

But that doesn’t change that someone, out there, loves them and was profoundly hit by their deaths.

With the rumor of a death in Runaways, the fans seem divided. I’ve seen people posting in outrage that they better not dare to lay a finger on Molly, on Gert –and by extension, Old Lace-, on Katarina even if she hasn’t been around for a while, or on Nico. There’s a vocal number of fans for Chase too, but even those seem convinced that Chase is going to die. Everyone is sure that Victor is not going to die since he has to be in the future.

I would hate that Chase died, sure. And I’m rooting for Nico to bite the dust. But I’m pretty sure someone wants exactly the opposite.

And since it’s superhero comics… we know that they can come back. There have been weird cases of people staying dead after dying, sure. Gwen Stacy comes to mind. Moira McTaggert seems to be underground too. My list of favorites has that tendency. But in ten, twenty years? They could come back. Hell, I’ll be honest. If I got a job writing for Marvel? I have ten possible ways to bring the Warriors back already. Same for Kon. Ted is a bit harder, but give me a couple of free hours and I can think of a way. And I’m pretty sure that I’m not the only one. We can moan and whine about how much we hate the revolving doors in superhero heaven, but we don’t want to see our favorites dead.

And everyone is someone’s favorite.

Manga, and independent comics don’t have that problem. Since the story is lineal and have an end, when a character dies is because he or she has filled a role in the story and his/her death is a fitting end. There are exceptions, of course, but in general if someone dies is because it’s needed for the story. And so, those who held the character dear to their hearts can be content in the knowledge that the characters died for the right reason.

The possibility of resurrection takes that away. Because what good is anyone’s sacrifice, if next year there will be another big event and they’ll come back, or their deaths will be written away in five years time?

I like my sacrifices to have meaning. I like my comics to have impact. But I think we need to find something besides ‘death’ and ‘rape’ since it’s obvious that rape is almost never treated like something more than a cheap plot devise, and death has become a joke among readers.

Kon-El, Superboy. 1993-2006.

Or Why I am going to stop reading DC comics for a while.

I’m sorry about the spoiler title, but there’s no other way. For those who follow DC Comics religiously is not a spoiler. For those who don’t… well, I don’t think you will care.

During one of the most stupid annual events I’ve ever read since I started reading comics, Superboy, aka. Kon-el, aka. Conner Kent, dies in a fight against Superboy Prime and Alex Luthor, who wish to destroy the universe as we know it to recreate the multiverse.*

And while one could say that Superboy’s death was heroic, and that he managed to engrave himself in his friend’s memories (Especially in Wonder Girl’s memory), and one could say that he’s a less popular character, that it was better for him to die than to have him as plot device for Luthor’s ‘stock secret plan 53’…

I can’t agree with that.


When Superman died, in his big fight versus Doomsday, I didn’t read DC comics. I found them boring. And despite the great hype around Death of Superman, I didn’t believe he was staying dead for long. I bought Superman 75 out of curiosity, but that was all my interest.

By the time we got to “Reign of the Supermen” I had leafed through the stories, but hadn’t bought any. Until I read Superboy’s first appearance.

I’ll be truthfull. It wasn’t the greatness of the script what called my attention (“Don’t call me Superboy!”). It was that Superboy was *cute*.

But I was 16. So I had an excuse.

And Superboy caught me, even when I still think that Superman is a bore. I bought all the Adventures of Superman with Superboy in, I also got the tpb of Death of Superman, Funeral for a Friend, Return of Superman, and Reign of the Supermen.

Superboy #1 was the second first issue I bought new in my life.

I followed Superboy faitfully during almost all his series, through the times when he wouldn’t grow up, when he got the name Kon-El, and even when he was sent to the Kent’s farm, something that always seemed stupid to me, but I trusted DC back then.
Young Justice was one of my favorite comics thanks to Peter David’s scripts, but I started reading it because Superboy was on it.

When YJ was cancelled, I thought about giving Teen Titans a chance, but they didn’t manage to grab my attention, so for the first time since he appeared, I didn’t bought a comic book with Superboy on it (But I loved him in Legion of Superheroes)

And while I waited for Teen Titans to stop being boring to buy it, I was thrilled to see another of my old favorites back, Booster Gold, thanks to the wonderful “Formerly Known as the Justice League”. Which, by the way, is a wonderful comic comic book. Both FKATJL as it’s sequel, I Can’t Believe it’s not the Justice League are a must buy.

And then in Identity Crisis they killed one of the best supporting characters of the League, Sue Dibny, Ralph Dibny’s wife.

There has been a lot written about the fact, so I won’t fill a post with it. But I was sickened. Not enough to stop buying the Legion, and anything that had to do with the League that I liked, but I was angry.

A year later, in Prelude to the Crisis, Ted Kord, the second Blue Beetle, was killed along the character of Maxwell Lord (The latter was killed both in character, as what he did was completely out of character for him, and literally, a couple of issues after he killed Beetle). But I still kept buying the Legion because to me it was fun (And I know this is not an opinion shared by many)

Superboy’s death, however, is the last drop for me. Because it was innecessary and stupid, because it seems that someone is following a manual on ‘how to write DC crisis’, because ‘Superboy Prime’ is one of the worst villains ever…

And because when we finally get to the final battle, the climatic moment, the fatal wound… it actually happens off panel. We see Kon and SBP destroy Alex Luthor’s machine, yes. We see how Wonder Girl puts away the debris to find him impaled with an iron rod.

What? How did that happen? Following his original powers, he has a permanent TT field around him, unless he’s distracted or unconscious. Since he is awake when Cassie found him, it wasn’t the latter and… Who would get distracted during a fight against SBP?

And if we follow his ‘Superman-lite’ powers that lately had been appearing, things get worse. Because... well... Superboy should be invulnerable, right?

Citing Annie Wilkes, it’s not that he’s dead. It’s that his death was unfair. (Same could go for Speedball in Marvel’s Civil War. If he dies, well, I can take it even when he’s other of my favorites. But if he’s going to die, I hope that he’s killed with his powers taken in account and not with a dues ex machine, please)

So finally, this is a so long to DC comics. Not a boycott, because I don’t expect anyone to do the same, and it’s not forever because… well, it’s comic books. Kon-El is going to come back sooner or later (And if one sees Teen Titans 34 it may be sooner than expected) and when he does, I’ll start buying DC again.

But as comic book readers, the only way we have of telling the editorials that we don’t like something, is by not buying their titles.

*It’s a bit complicated to explain to those who don’t read comics. So let’s just say it was one of those fights to save the world as we know it and leave it as that.

Battle Royale (manga) vol. 15

(I said I was going to talk about comics, right?)

Those who know me in person tend to believe that my personal taste in manga and anime is mostly shojo-based. I can’t blame them because there was a time in which all I read was shojo, with a few romantic shonen manga in between, like Oh My Goddess!, Video Girl Ai and similar stuff. The truth is that I’m also a fan of gore and ultra-violence so… you can imagine my personal collection is weird.

I found Battle Royale, like practically everyone, for the hype the movie got. Before I could see the movie, however, I had the chance to go to the San Diego Comicon for the first time, where casually TokyoPop had an offer of buy 5 and take 6. Long story short, never give me a credit card. Among the stuff I bought were the first six volumes of BR.

Fastforwarding in time, we arrive to this Wednesday, when I finally bought volume 15, because, yes, the story caught me. So much that now I have the movie, and the novel. So you can imagine how much I love the story (Spoilers follow the cut, btw…)

Battle Royale’s premise is more or less easy to explain. In an alternative Japan under a totalitarian government, among the multiple ways they have to keep the people under thumb there is ‘The Program’, where they take high school groups chosen at random, take them to secure and isolated locations and… basically they tell them that they have two choices: Kill their classmates, or let their classmates kill them. There can be only one survivor, so, get on with the killing.

Even without reading the novel, or seeing the movie, there isn’t a lot of mystery over who will be the final survivor because even when Masayuki Taguchi (Writer of the manga and author of the novel) does give each student at least a chapter for themselves, it’s obvious that he focuses in Shuuya Nanahara as the one who won’t kill and will try to save some of his friends, and on Kazuo Kiriyama, aka. the Terminator because the guy, without any emotion (literally) does kill more or less a third part of the class without help.

After 14 volumes, we finally get to the final confrontation between Kiriyama and Shuuya (Who is accompanied by Noriko and Kawada). Since volume 12 more or less, BR had gotten ‘slow’ dedicating entire chapters to nothing happening and this volume is the worst offender. In the first page, Shuuya has Kiriyama, point blank.

In page 80, he finally pulls the trigger.

Now, yes, I do like the way in which manga can use decompressed storytelling and use six or seven pages for a minute of ‘real time’, but this was too much.

Kiriyama killed many of Shuuya’s friends without mercy, including his two best friends outside Nobu, and by this time in the story, tried to kill Shuuya three times, tried to off Noriko twice and spent more or less all volume 14 in a high speed chase trying to get Shuuya and his group.

Shuuya, however, stops to think about it for 80 pages.

80 pages of Shuuya thinking about all the students who were murdered by Kiriyama (Some who weren’t killed by Kiriyama, but, well, when one is in a roll…), and Nuriko, and the love everyone felt for her (Although I’m willing to say that the last part was a translator change because I seriously doubt Sho, for instance, had any interest in Nuriko since he was gay) before he pulls the trigger. And it’s not a case of ‘lets see how much can we decompress 10 seconds for 80 pages’ because even the other characters tell him to stop thinking about it and that he has to shoot.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I love Battle Royale, the manga. I loved it particularly up until volume 8 where my second favorite character bites it, and I can ignore the needless and excessive fan service. But reading Shuuya feeling bad because Kiriyama is dead was a bit too much for my taste.

Why? Well, because even if as readers we know why Kiriyama acted like he did, Shuuya doesn’t know. Shuuya was defending himself and Nuriko from a dangerous psychopath who had killed at least ten people to Shuuya’s knowledge. Maybe even more. A pshycopath who even half dead had been still trying to shoot him. So Shuuya stops and performs CPR on him?

Yes. Shuuya is presented as an eternal idealist who will not shoot even if a gun is put to his head. In the movie, the final battle is Kawada versus Kiriyama. In the novel I’m not sure, but I think Nuriko is the one who shoots. The point is that Shuuya doesn’t kill. The fact that in the manga he does, the fact that he is the one who will defend Nuriko, it is an important point for the character... but the point gets messy when he tries to save Kiriyama. Yes, Shuuya has principles, and he didn’t want to participate in the game, and he was forced to, and I have no problems with him crying after Kiriyama is dead, because it’s Shuuya. He’s not crying for Kiriyama, but for the loss of potential that the game created. I have problems with him trying to save Kiriyama because in perspective it looks silly. As a reader, we know up until the last minute that if Kiriyama reacts, he will kill Shuuya, Nuriko, and if he manages, Kawada too.

By page 100, the rhythm goes back to normal, and Kawada’s plan climax doesn’t feel cut short or rushed. In fact, even if it would have helped to have a couple extra pages, it is perfect. Of all the different versions of the same, it’s the one with the more full epilogue, and I won’t lie, the way in which our heroes get to New York made me tear eyed because it gave a fitting ending to my second favorite (Yes, the one who dies in volume 8)

In general, my great beef against BR is not present in this particular volume. I mean the fanservice. I understand that mangas marketed to the male readers must put girls showing skin, with big breasts and short skirts, not to mention the panty shots, but BR went a little to far. Mitsuko got naked at the briefest excuse, and volume 10 is almost pornographic. But when the only girl left it’s virginal Noriko, well, we weren’t going to see her naked. At times the art looks grotesque, but that’s something that has been happening since volume 1, and it fits the story.

To sum up, Battle Royale is over, and it was a truly interesting trip. I highly recommend it to everyone who is an Orwell fan, doesn’t has problems with extreme violence and can stand realistic drawn intestines. On the outside of the body.

However, if you’re a woman... naked girls are the dish of the day, and women die as violently as men. If someone wants to sell the idea that manga is ‘friendlier’ toward women than American comics… Battle Royale is not the manga to do it.

Back on Blogger space

After thinking a lot about this (And in one of those ego trips that sometimes one can get), I remembered that I had a Blogger profile and account.

When I started looking into the blog movement, I opened this account and posted about... five times. Or something. And LJ seduced me with its icons, and communities, and everything they have there for a fan and well, you see. I left, leaving this account emtpy, empty.

Why did I came back to blogger? Well, because LJ is wonderful in a lot of ways, and I'm not denying that, ut even if my fan experience there has had no problems and I have even managed to stop my usual net-shyness about talking to people I don't know in person... Well, LJ is my place for some fandoms that are almost exclusive for LJ. And they're ok there, separated from what is my absolute passion and my job (I'm lucky to have a job I love)

Sure, there are a million blogs on the net, and many of those are about comics. I don't think I'll bring something really new or totally different to the table, but who knows. Maybe I will. If I don't try it, I'll never know.

I ramble a lot, and sometimes I act really militant, but that comes with the territory (The militant thing. Feminist Mom, Hippie Dad, what can you expect from that combination? The rambling comes from who knows where), so I warn ahead that I can talk about something I found in the mexican comic book industry (That does exist. It's not remotely like the one you can find in other countries, but it's here), or about the last comic I bought and left me in awe, or about a manga, or a mexican fanzine. I won't talk about my cats, or the hamsters, my neighbour's parrot or something like that. That's why I have an LJ for.

I love comments, opinions and feedback. So if you want to say something, feel free. After a couple of curious experiences, I can't say I won't censor anything because I don't know what will happen in the future. But I don't plan to censor anything. I'd love if everyone could sign with a name, even if you are not in Blogger, but that's not a requirement.

And now, in theory, we can start the show.

Oh, yeah. In case you're interested. Following the example of my friend Paco (Blackpaco on the link list) I decided to try and do a Mirror in spanish. Why? Because it's my native tongue, and every single time I start a blog, I end up writting in English because all my fandom friends speak english. So I did the mirror thing to keep that one 100% in Spanish (Bocho Pega Duro, Bocho Pega Más in case you're curious)