A glimpse into one of my other lives
Ettiene versus Brakgwar
Clash of the Titans
Even if it is just the last game of the regular season, this was a big game. You know one side or the other is going to be pulling some kind of black magic to get the edge. Well, I think Ettiene takes the award this time.
At the start of the second period, Brak's A Theory Tested wins the period-opening faceoff. Thirteen seconds later, Fumvavzes takes a shot at the one-point goal. Ettiene's goalie Mivekkanz makes the save. It's a brutally hard shot that Mivekkanz mishandles slightly - a spray of blood erupts from the impact, but the ball doesn't fall to the ground. And Mivekkanz DOESN'T GIVE UP YET!
He holds on for what seems like an eternity, though it is only two seconds, until he is able to make a weak, close-range pass to his teammate, Hektebuwa. While the ball is still passing through the air between the two players, Mivekkanz collapses to the ground dead, his open wound spilling green blood on the dirt in front of the goal he so faithfully tried to protect. Uabnevol sprints from the bench to the goal to replace his fallen teammate.
At this point in the game, Brak is winning by a score of 9-2. He does go on to win the game, but Ettiene was gaining ground the entire rest of the game. Had Brak not had a seven-point lead when this happened, Ettiene's troops may just have rallied for the victory.
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In case you couldn't tell, this comes from my online game, OrcSports (
www.orcsports.com).
Labels: orcsports
A year later
A little over a year ago, I wrote the following, describing the local dating scene:
In the Denver area, about half the people are women. Half of these women are probably too young for me. Half of what's left is too old. Half of what's left next are married. Half of the others are dating someone. Half of the rest probably wouldn't like me. I probably wouldn't like half of the remainder. I think that leaves about 6 people, and I'm probably not going to be lucky enough to meet them.
Well, I was wrong. I met one. Thanks for the past year, Ray. I'm looking forward to the next one. Or two. Or twenty.
(Note: "Mushy" isn't a mood available when posting a blog on MySpace.)
Labels: love
School's out for summer! Plus bonus coverage of my life
I just finished my last final exam for spring, and I'm not planning on taking any classes over the summer. I already have too much to do! With my trip (1), the trial (2) and my other projects (3), I was still able to keep my 4.0 average, which I'm pretty happy about. Now I need to get finished with my work/life experience evaluation so that I don't actually have to take all the classes that are still left on my degree program. The first submission was approved. The second submission is almost done being written. The third submission is not even started yet.
(1) My trip. I took a trip to Alabama a couple weeks back. Aside from the shocking transition from 50-degree sweatshirt-and-long-pants weather to 90-degree-in-the-shade-and-lots-of-humidity weather, it was really a pleasant trip for me. I got to see the place Ray called home once upon a time, and got to meet several of her friends. I got along pretty well with all of them, as well as her parents. I would have to say it was fun! (Though it was only a four-day trip.) The weather didn't cooperate on the way back, and we ended up having a loooong layover in a place we weren't expecting to be. Then when the plane left for Colorado, it had to fly from Chicago over Texas to avoid the next storm system. Sheesh.
(2) The trial. Short version: After an emotional and stressful several days, the scumbag was found guilty of two out of five charges, including a third-degree felony. Sentencing is in August. Go Justice!
(3) Yeah, I have a bunch of other projects going on that I need to rein in a bit. I got a few things off my plate this week, but there's so much more to do. Wish me luck!
Labels: school
"I thought I was delusional"
"Dad? There's some odd sound coming from the downstairs fireplace."
"Okay. Show me."
Richard leads me downstairs to the fireplace and stands, patiently waiting for it to make a noise. A moment passes, then "clang, clang." Something is in the chimney, trying to open the flue from the other side. Richard points at the fireplace as if to say, "see!"
I go upstairs and get a flashlight, then have Richard bring me a broom. After sweeping the cobwebs away (we don't use this fireplace), I opened the flue a crack and shined the light in - just enough to see whiskers and a short snout. I wasn't sure what it was, but I wasn't about to let it out. So I closed the flue. I called the person I know who knows the most about animals and the predicaments they find themselves in. Dana told me to call animal control. While I was on the phone, I asked Richard, "when did you first start hearing the noises?"
Richard said, "Yesterday, but I thought I was delusional."
"What?!? Some animal has been in my chimney for days and you're just now telling me about it?"
"Yeah."
So I called animal control, who an hour later shows up at the door. The officer goes downstairs and opens the flue wide to look in. He sees a mama raccoon and her (at least one) baby in there. Mama climbed up the chimney a ways. His advice is to just wait. Now that the mama knows that we can reach her and her babies, she'll move out. Once she moves out, we just need to re-cap the chimney to make sure they don't get in again. I also read on the internet that I can put some ammonia near the chimney. It's an irritant, and will make them want to move out. Oh, what fun.
Labels: life
FREEDOM!
Whatever you do, don't allow yourself to watch the movie Braveheart within 24 hours of having to deal with flying, the TSA and their looney rules.
Labels: travel
