Misa Minnie the yorkie here is like a tiny magician, executing the most adorable (albeit predictable) tricks that will make you squeal with joy. I don’t want to spoil too much, but this video includes a tiny a shopping cart, the thought of which makes my heart want to explode. Holy christ, this is cute.
I thought this would be a good idea to allow you guys to get to know me a little better 😊Feel free to use these ‘about me’ questions for yourself. Of course, most of these will be revolving around anime 😉💙
1) What is your actual name? : My real name is Olivia
2) Where do you live? : Northern Ireland
3) Do you have any pets? : I have a husky, miniature yorkie, half husky/german shepherd, a solomon eclectus parrot and a bearded dragon
4) What is your favourite colour? : Either violet, turquoise or cream
5) Is there any motive behind your username? : The petite part had no real intention, I just really liked the word 😂 For the olive, it’s because my close friends in school call me olive tree. And then 18 is just my age. Put that together and there you have it 🙌
6) Favourite anime of all time : It’s so difficult to pick just one, but if I had to choose it would be Gintama.
7) What was the last manga/manhua/webcomic you read? : I think it was the latest ‘UnOrdinary’ chapter or Haikyuu!!
8) What fandom are you most engrossed in at the moment? : Definitely Boku no Hero Academia, the artwork that people create is amazing!
12) What anime are you currently watching? : At the moment I’m binge watching both Gintama and Durarara
13) What is your favourite anime movie? : Definitely Kimi no Na wa, then Howl’s Moving Castle coming in close second
14) Do you have any manga/manhua/webcomic recommendations that readers may not have heard of? : UnOrdinary, A Dimwitted Monk fell from Heaven, Chasing the Sun, Shishunki Bitter Change, Zero Point, Last Game and Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun
15) Manga/manhua you want to see get an anime adaptation : Shishunki Bitter Change, Horimiya, Buddy Go! and UnOrdinary
16) Anime you desperately need a third season of (be it confirmed already or not) : Boku no Hero Academia, Noragami, Tokyo Ghoul, ReLIFE, Free! Iwatobi Swim Club, Yuuri on Ice!!!, Hyouka and Fairy Tail
Beside playing Tessie, I was also understudying Angela Lansbury’s Rose. I loved working on the part, and having regular rehearsals on the road gave structure to my days, but it didn’t occur to me that I would ever have to go on for Angela. Angela was a strong, energetic woman. I felt perfectly safe. When we got to Los Angeles, however, I was told that I would be going on as Rose in a special matinee performance.
Nothing before or since has ever frightened me as much as this. I was told three weeks in advance, which gave me plenty of time to turn to stone. I rehearsed daily with the understudies, but in the shower I could not recall the lyrics beyond “Some people can -,” the opening number.
The show had an electronic runaway that moved out over the orchestra pit for “Rose’s Turn,” and one day Baby June’s British stage mother saw me practicing on it backstage. “You want to be very careful, you know,” she offered, “you could so easily fall into the pit and hurt yourself.” Life imitating art. Angela told me to just keep my eyes on the runway lights and I would be fine. She showed me where in “Rose’s Turn” it was possible to grab a couple of deep breaths. “Remember to breathe,” she said. This is possibly the best advice I ever got about performing in general.
One day before D-Day, I did a run-through with the actual cast. We performed in an airless rehearsal room for the producers and staff. They were sitting inches from me, along the wall, and I shouted into their stony faces, number after number. Nobody rushed to me afterwards to assure me of a job well done.
The theater was the immense Los Angeles Schubert, with its two thousand one hundred semi-reclined, plush velvet seats, no center aisle. As the overture started, unseen hands guided me through steel doors and down endless concrete hallways to the back of the house, to the aisle I would come down, clutching my miniature Yorkie and shouting, “Sing out, Louise!” The next thing I knew, I was standing onstage in total darkness, I couldn’t think, hear, or see. As the intro to my first song started, I began to make out the conductor’s face through the blackness. He had a large, white face, like a moon. I watched this moon as it mouthed each lyric just ahead of the beat. I made it through. I made it through the next moment and the next, and the darkness began to recede, bit by bit.
I didn’t have to think about which scene came next as unseen hands guided me to each new entrance. Then, suddenly, before “Rose’s Turn,” there was nobody there. I was standing alone in the dark, flipping the velour curtains muttering, “Where, where?” when there below me I saw the little runway lights; the runway was moving out over the orchestra pit. It seemed like a couple of miles to the other end. With her long legs, Angela had sprinted across it like a gazelle. I was the size of a peanut next to her. Somehow I made it - I got through it all without collapse. I had a large supply of very real desperation for Rose’s last “For me! For me!” There were many actors in the audience that day who could appreciate the understudy’s ordeal. They gave me a wonderful reception.
After the show, a bunch of us drove to Joe Allen’s bar to celebrate. As we entered, everybody at the bar was turned toward the door and they burst into wild applause. We were amazed to witness this kind of reception in L.A. Once we got inside, we saw the television set above the entrance displaying a football game. They were applauding a touchdown.
Mary Louise Wilson, My First Hundred Years in Show Business