Saturday, October 29th

::The Brak Blog::

Livin' On A Prayer


So this week kinda sucked, but the past few days have rocked hard.

Lizz turned 18 on the 28th, so party there. Katie and I snagged embaressing childhood photos of her and photocopied them with snyde comments. It was pretty cool. I also gave here the most kickass birthday presents. Which were two books a shirt and a box. But they were all awesome.

Congradulaitons to Lizz as well as Matt on winning the Olathe South Debate Tournament. As in the whole damn thing. Way to be!

In a seeming turn for the worst, Eric Mertz didn't show up to debate in Baldwin. Normally I could care less, except this weekend he was supposed to be my partner. I was filling in for him because Katie Duncan couldn't go. Well... he left on thursday to go to frickin' NCYC (National crapping Catholic god damn Youth assing Confrence) [NCCGDYAC], and didn't bother to tell anyone. So yeah.

Instead of debating maverick they paired me up with this novice from Leavenworth who'd only been to one tournament, had no box, and knew practically nothing. A little, but not much. He was nice though, even though I was intimidated by his major moustache/gotee thing, so it was all good. We ran my case and I gave him turns to run as solvencies when we were neg.

Kathryn and Erin got 10th (4-1), so that was awesome.

Myself and Ben got 7th (4-1).

Me + Novice That Knows Nothing = 7th place.

The fact that Baldwin was the most screwball tournament I'd ever been to in terms of competition aside, I'm like the most awesome person I know. So I dunno, I thought that was kinda neat.

Since Ben and I didn't think we had a chance, I was in a kinda weird mood, where I just didn't care about anything. Also Matt Sinovic brought us bagels.

Irritable Bowel Syndrome


Irritable Bowel Synrome: Brought to you by McDonalds.

P.S. The Safari didn't blow out a tire this time.
Like it did that other time. In Derby.
Didn't blog about that. Should have.

...ok fine, I'll tell it: [None of us (Tom/Paula and Lizz/Matt) broke at the Derby tournament and it was really sad and when we were on our way back the tire on the Safari blew out on the highway. We almost died, it was sweet. Not as sweet as the AAA guy having no teeth though. That was amazing.]

My Cowboy Argument outweighs the disadvantage
because of the "sweet ass revolver" voter.

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Sunday, October 23rd

::The Brak Blog::

I'm Your Villain


I wrote my first college essay today. It was about "something important to me". So I wrote about Fair Trade. It actually came out better than I expected. I hope the others come out just as easily, but I guess we'll see.

Lizz and I watched G Gundam tonight. For being anime, and only moderate-quality anime at that, I really like that show. Like a lot.

Erin got 4th at Olathe Northwest. A tournament I got first at last year as a junior, she got fourth at as a sophmore. Way to be. I've trained her well.

On my way home tonight some asshole cut in front of me while I was singing Bowie. I pulled up along side him and flipped him off. It might have been wrong and immature, but it felt really satisfying.

Cowboys have little tolerance for road-way bullshit;
and paragraphs, for that matter.

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Wednesday, October 19th

::The Brak Blog::

Life On Mars?


Hey everybody.

You've probably been wondering why I haven't posted in a while. Truth is, the site was broken. That's why no one could post comments, and I also couldn't get in to post new topics. It should be fixed now though. Dunno why what happened happened, but I think it's been corrected.

I hate fixing the website though. I learned a whole bunch of new tricks and skills in order to get this Greymatter thing installed, and whenever it breaks down I've got to re-invent the god damn wheel to fix it. Let me tell you this: I'm not looking forward to the eventual move this coming summer to whatever new domain I end up picking, becuase not only will I have to reinvent the wheel, but probably electricity and indoor plumbing too. That's a ways off though.

Except it's not. I don't really remember freshman year, but I remember how I felt. I felt like I was never going to get out of highschool. Now here I am on the cusp of leaving and it's all gone so damn fast. I don't understand it though. Everyone feels this way. You're told that this is how you will feel. Yet, in all my schrewdness and scepticsm, I guess I thought I'd've seen it coming. I didn't. I got blindsided with nostalgia and it stings like when you remember a canker sore.

First quarter ended a few days ago. I'm fairly satisfied with the way my classes ended up turning out:
Government is entertaining, difficult, and empty at the same time.
Calculus is hard, except for the ocasional epiphany, which is abruptly crushed by an assignment, a quiz, and the final blow: a test. With each exam my interest in the beauty of a mathematical operation diminishes exponentially.
English is devoid of anything redeeming. (Ok, not exactly*)
Physics is easier for me than most, but still really hard. Anderson is fun, but his tallents as an educator remain thus far unrevealed.
Sailler makes "Adult Christian Living" bearable, mostly because he seldom teaches it.
Teaching novices can be a pain, but it's kinda neat to etch my weirdness onto young minds.
I have trouble getting my own work done in debate because I've got people asking me what to do every five minutes. Which is odd. That they want my help I mean.

I have written down here that I should speculate in this blog about the evaculation of New Orleans. That seems kind of pointless. The media has killed any novelty that situation once had and made it a big blame-Bush-FEMA-globalwarming-ourownincompetance-ordeal. I'm just sick of bitching about Bush. Not that I don't hate him, but it just seems like it's gotten to the point where we should just ignore him, and work around him. We should have assumed he'd botch hurricane relief, and gotten together a civilian core of sorts. We should've assume that he'll fuck up the supreme court nomination, and had all of congress throw their weight behind one person, and refuse to confirm anyone else.

There are ways to get around him, and I don't think we're taking advantage of it.

In other depressing news, some bastards had been siphoning off my bandwidth. In other words, using pictures on my website without my permission. I was very irate that they were stealing something I paid real, good money for, so I [fought back]. See if you can find what I did. Also see: Myspace sucking so much ass it's not even funny. [I looked around to find a well-written, critical article of MySpace, and all I found was some white-power messageboard talking about how myspace is infested with emo-jewish kids. Take a moment to let that sink in, and [read it] if you want. For more thoughts on the effects of white power campaigns, read Ralph Ellison's Invisible Man*]

The other day I was in a big hurry to get to work directly from school, so I took mission road to 75th. Something was messed up with the turn signal there, and I was stuck then behind like 6 or 7 other cars for quite a long time. Then, quite suddenly, the lead car guy in front had had it with this red-broken-turn-light bullshitery. He ran the light. And so did the next guy. And the next guy. And the guy after him. And the guy after him. And the next guy. And then the guy before me. And then me. And then the guy after me...

We had a red light mutiny.

This country needs a god damn red light mutiny.


If we all just fight the power, nobody's going to stop us.
At the very least we need a band called Red Light Mutiny.

I was driving Erin somewhere the other day, I got to thinking about how I'm kinda going to miss Kansas City when I leave for college. In all honesty this place kind of sucks. Crappy roads. High rates of singleness, obesity, and depression, as well, or so I'm told. No real claim to national fame. But I'm going to miss it anyway, the following things particularly:

Loose Park, esp. the ducks and frozen ponds
The Plaza, not even for the shops, but for the lights
Brookside, for not selling out
Olathe/Shawnee Mission/Merrium/Lenexa/Blue Springs/Lee's Summit, for selling out
The KS/MO rivalry, for distracting everyone from the fact that both suck equally, a lot
Meyer Circle, fountains
Ward Parkway Mall, aka "The Pheonix Mall That Would Not Die"

That's it for right now. But before I go I think I'm going to take pictures of all of those places so that I don't forget them. Like it or not, they formed me as a person. It'd be a shame to just forget about them.

At the time that's all I have to say. Comments should be back up again, so please leave your thoughts as well.

Out here we call them Cowboys.


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