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okay, so we should not go to the beach on the 26th

reasons:
-Sophie is having her party that day
-It is freaking cold!!!!!!! average hi 60 average lo 39 this equals bad odds on warmth
-PotC III for FREE! we could still go if we go to the beach..but we would miss the treasure hunt

so yeah, read 'em and weep! those be the cards we be handed...

:'(

Okay, so I cannot go to Penguicon this year. Anyways, everything on Sunday is lame and I believe the recital w/ Amy is that day. *sigh*
That is okay though, because I believe filming starts Saturday for our latest project...I think. ~Reminder: Make an aluminium foil hat~

So, there has been much turmoil over the plans for Saturday the 26th of April (April, right? day of Junior Formal). The story of the plans to go to the beach are as follows:
-it was a random idea, I think by me
-it was not meant to leave anyone out. if you have not heard about it, it is probably because we thought of it last Friday and do not have things worked out yet
-We are thinking of going to Spring Mill Pond in South Lyon. This is about 30 ish minutes away and is kind of part of Kensington Park. Fortunately, it is much prettier than Kensington. It will probably be cold though. That is why we do not know if we are going yet. Also, the park might not stay open late, as it is so early in the season still. Of course, this is fortunate for those of us who want to see PotCIII for free at the Civic...but yeah, that is another story
-I am thinking that if we do go, we can leave in the morning, hang out while it is still warm, visit the sand dunes (yes, sand dunes!!) and maybe bring food to grill at those traditional park grills. That could be fun and tasty :D By leaving for the pond earlier, we could get sick of it before it gets too cold, or we can just enjoy it longer. Either way: win, win!
-About the pond: I already said it is cold and pretty. The water is very clear with great visibility. It also gets really deep. At some points it gets to, like, 30 feet. Fortunately, along the shore it is nice and shallow for a good while for those of us who do not like to swim in deep waters. BEWARE! the pond is further across than it looks. Every year drunk teens try and cross and end up drowning or just getting hurt. Let's not be one of them (not meaning the drunk part here, but that would be bad too. I mean the dead/hurt part especially)
-kein angst bitte shoen! seriously. I am sorry this is instead of junior formal, it was the plans of people who were not planning on going anyways. beefs w/ people who were planning on going should stay between those involved...it makes me sad when people/persons (Elyse) are/is mad at me. (hence the tear in the title)

um...yeah, that is about it...
of course, no one reads this, so this blog is a moot point, but if there are questions, well, I can just direct people here :D and I can remember what I planned...I do tend to forget stuff...hm..like sleep and homework.

Penguicon Science Fiction and Open Source Convention!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

okay, so it may be the ultimate nerdiness...but this sounds amazing!
Tamora Pierce (beloved author of many fantasy books and apparently host to this website about female heroes sheroescentral.com) is going to be there! also a bunch of webcomic artists, including the author/artist of xkcd (a nerdy comic amy showed me). They are all into scifi and open source. OPEN SOURCE! all lovers of linux...and only in troy. i want to go so bad!!
ooo, they also have giant singing tesla coils. y'know, like in the Prestige, but revamped. (See below)


it looks so amazing. If anyone has interest, look at the website penguicon.org. Oh, and talk to me, it is in a week, so if anyone wants to go, we have a week to figure it out. I think we would have to go on Sunday, so it is only $10...if it is possible to go at all...

and sorry for all the errors, but i was too excited to care about spelling/punctuation/capitalization

Great Song!

I know you won't directly understand, but that is why we have translators.
So, this song totally reminds me of Corey when I hear it, "Meine heisse Liebe" (my hot(temperature) love)

Du bist die Erste, an die ich morgens denke,
die Einzige, der ich seit Jahren meine ganze Liebe schenke.
Du hilfst mir durch den Tag,
das ist das erste Mal, daß ich dir das so sag'.
Ich liebe dich und deinen schwarzen Humor,
dein Temp'rament kommt mir so latino-americano vor.
Du bringst mein Herz zum Rasen,
manchmal muß ich sogar blasen,
denn du bist viel zu heiß...

Meine heiße Liebe: My hot love:
Meine Tasse Kaffee! My cup of coffee
Wenn ich dich morgens seh', when I see you in the morning
bin ich meistens noch im Koma, I am still in a koma
doch dann riech' ich dein Aroma, until I smell your aroma
schon bin ich frisch und munter,
und draußen geht die Sonne wieder unter.
Guten Morgen, heiße Liebe!

Sie nennen dich im Fernseh'n liebevoll "die Krönung" -
für mich bist du viel mehr: Dein Koffein ist die totale Dröhnung,
die ohne Frage 'reinhaut,
und meine Magenschleimhaut
ist genauso weg wie ich.
Manchmal mische ich dich auf mit saurer Sahne,
dann wirst du plötzlich kreidebleich und blaß, und ich ahne:
Saure Sahne wird ja klumpig,
darum guckst du auch so grumpig,
und dann schütt' ich dich in's Klo.


Meine heiße Liebe.... My hot love...

Ich trinke dich in Amsterdam, New York und in Berlin, I drink you in Amsterdam, New York and Berlin
Milch und Zucker (oder ohne), aber nur mit Koffein, Milk and sugar (or without), not just with caffeine
du bist nicht gut für mich, aber gut für mein Adrenalin. You are not good for me, but you are good for my adrenalin


Meine heiße Liebe....

Dallmayer, Tchibo, Jacobs "Café au lait"
sind okay, doch ich steh' mehr auf Dritte-Welt-Kaffee:
Der kostet mehr, ist aber fair, soweit ich das seh'.
In dreißig Jahren bin ich hoffentlich schon Opa,
und dann fahr' ich mit dem Zug quer durch Europa
und trinke jede volle Stunde einen großen Pott Mitropa.
Ich trinke dich in Amsterdam....

Awesome Weekend

So today is Sunday, but it does not feel like it should be. I have had such an amazing weekend, I feel like it just should not end.

Yesterday was MCGC state championships and we won third place! It is so amazing; we each have a metal and the guard got a plaque. I was sooo ecstatic! Then we got to watch the higher level guards. One guy threw his rifle so high, we couldn't even see it because the score box (standard sports arena score box) was in the way. AMAZING! We also got to see Interplay's show again, as well as Plymouth Canton World guard and the college guard from MSU and Lansing Community College. The Interplay show was soooo cool. They performed to "I can see clearly now the rain is gone", so they all wore rain jackets. At one point half or so of the group tossed their flags and while the flags spun in the air, the other half or third pulled the jackets off the tossers and then the tossers all caught. I don't know if that makes sense...but understand this: It was sooooo cool!

Today awesomeness continued with Robohawks and Amy's concerto. At Mr. B's I finally got my navigation systems to work again. This is a big step for the project, and it means I am finally back in the swing of programming. Also, it means so much to me, as I have been in such a slump all season, which made me sad. Today Robert and I tested the system around Brouillette's house, and then we all went to a soccer field and tried it out more. Yays! it worked :D Tomorrow we get to test it at Heritage Park...fun fun :P Ooh! and on Tuesday we make Balaji swim in the pool to do some tests for us. It will be funny..teehee.

So after Robohawks I went with Amy to practice the concerto for her spring concert through her private lessons. All them violinists were pretty good, and Ted (the hippie pianist that always accompanies Amy) apparently plays cello. His G string broke (hmm...I think that is a sexual term too...strange) and he ended up fixing it with a piano tuner's knot. I never knew this was possible, to continue playing with a broken string, but he played for the whole hour. AMAZING.
The other violist was kind of lame, he had just switched off of violin. I don't really like him, as he believes a "perk" of playing viola is that one gets to sit out more. Lame-o!

Lastly, what has made my day is this movie I am watching instead of homework: Damien:OmenII. I want to watch the original The Omen now...
1970s horror rules! let's watch more!
I think I am annoying Rachel with my comments about it. Especially considering she has probably already seen it, but...yeah

I guess I will do my homework...but later...maybe
oh! bitch! The step mom is a follower of Damien. Aww...but then he burnt her up. Jerk.
Now I want to see more of these movies...Like the first, and maybe a marathon of all the rest....
the music be so so cool. All, churchy and sweet and operatic and creepy and ... well...awesome

Podcasts!!!

Podcasts are amazing!!!!!

So, I currently have podcasts from college chemistry, physics, psychology and many other random classes. It is sooooo great! It is all thanks to my cousin, Devin. He showed me the wonderful world of listening to professors with senses of humor or funky accents! Hopefully I will actually continue listening...

Besides college courses, I also have files from this show from NPR called RadioLab. They investigate random things, from why people yawn, to a babies first laugh to old radio shows/broadcasts. My favorite, during which I keep getting interrupted, is this one about the War of the Worlds broadcast from the 1930s. I have always been interested by it, as I never understood how people were put into such a panic. Surprise, surprise, it also happened in Quito, Ecuador in the 50s or 60s...or another time, I listened to this a bit ago. They took the script from New Jersey, translated it, edited it to make it relevant to Ecuador and broadcasted it on the main radio station of the city.

It put people in a panic!

When they found out it was just a hoax...

...they ransacked the studio. Eight lives were lost.


I love PODCASTS! Where else do I get such incredible stories??!?!??!

There is this other thing I enjoy called ThreadBanger. These are a bunch of real cool people who make their own clothes/style. They have patterns, ideas, follow fashions, talk to designers and a whole bunch of other awesome stuff. So awesome! they taught me how to custom design a corset...though, I be shaped weird...so it doesn't fit as well as I would like...but...almost there :D
and much. Yeah, so they have a podcast too. It be sweet, yo.

uh, yeah, so ejumakate urselves yo! (lols, it be funny 'cause i am commanding you to be educated, but i am screwing up all....te hee)

check out foreign language podcasts, or college podcasts. It be totally sweet!

best online show evah!

so, everyone needs to watch this really awesome show I found called Life from the Inside. The description from the site is as follows, or, if you don't want to read, you can follow this link http://lifefromtheinside.com/episode_short04.php

"Mason Evan Harris was the best "English Language Foreign Holiday Novelty Songwriter" in the business. That was 5 years ago. Now that his money has run out, he's reluctantly come out of retirement to start a new career as a less-than-enthusiastic jingle writer. The road back to financial stability would be easier if his friends would just leave him alone...and if he was willing to leave his apartment."

Really hilarious!

The whole show is seriously funny, well written and quite original. It is hard to believe it is not a) on TV and b) professionally written/acted/produced. You can find the episodes at http://lifefromtheinside.com/episodes.php.

"Black Book" and other good Movies

This movie is...awesome.
Over the course of the movie the characters speak 4 languages: Hebrew, Dutch, German and English. It takes place mostly during World War II. The main character is a Jewish women hiding from the Nazis in the Netherlands.
She is really pretty, like really pretty. In one scene she assists the resistance while wearing a long, flowy red dress.

There is a bunch of nudity in it (all the girls are actually pretty, but all the men are old and the only one we see...too much of...is a murderer and fat). But whole story is extraordinary, so we should all watch it. The action and story are so magnificent, one does not even recall if he or she is reading subtitles. Totally rad.


Next I am planning on watching another foreign film called "The Lives of Others." It is about post WWII East Germany (DDR). This one is in German, and according to my dad, the story is really good. According to Wikipedia, it got an Academy Award for best foreign film in '07. The story is about the Stasi and their spying/interrogation/etc methods. Sounds really interesting. It is another movie we need to see.


Last, I now own Enchanted, home of the new Disney princess Jazell (sp?). It is so funny to watch. The beginning of the movie I was convinced it was a parody film of Disney princess movies, but no! it is a real Disney movie. I love it so, so much. Also, it carries a good message: Don't marry the first guy/girl you fall in love with. Get to know them first.
Basically, the point of the film is to counteract the morals and ideas of love taught to girls by previous Disney films. Oh, speaking of, did you know you can read Hans Christian Anderson's original story The Mermaid on Google? I heard it is much more gruesome than the Disney version, I cannot wait to find out. The original Grimm's version of Cinderella is definitely better, so I am expecting this to be too.

Obama's G-mom is a Racist

so, uhm, I just heard a bit from Obama's speech concerning his pastor (who is supposedly against the white community). In the little excerpt I heard, he talked about his white grandmother who he cannot abandon any more than he can abandon the black community. He talked about his grandmother and how she feared black men she passed on the street. He would cringe as she spoke racial stereotypes. I know I am greatly simplifying everything, but it really interesting to spin this speech over to "Obama's grandma is a racist." That is why I wrote that...



Arthur C Clark just died. He was 90. I never got around to reading his books, but he is supposed to be, like, one of the greatest scifi writers. He (like so many others...how odd) was able to "predict the future", like his idea of communication satellites. Maybe I will read 2001: a space odyssey...

speaking of reading...I wonder if the main character in the book I am reading (Absurdistan) will ever get over his penis. (so you know, as I find this funny, I needed spell check to spell penis right...) Seriously, he has a problem, his khui is of no importance to me, and I want him to get over it. Gosh.


oh..last thing: I am really proud to say on my English final I got a 7, 9, and 7 on my essays and 45/57 on my multiple choice. This became a high 4, so maybe the AP test will be okay. I hope...

That is enough rambling. I go sleep now. Tschues!

"Chickens on skateboards," Kunselman joked as the room erupted in laughter.

Okay, I know I just blogged, like, a minute prior, but I had to comment on this. The radio just told me council members in Ann Arbor are discussing allowing inhabitants to keep chickens. This way people can have fresh eggs, which apparently taste better than store bought eggs.

just read this, and then you will know how skateboards come into it too.

http://blog.mlive.com/annarbornews/2007/12/your_new_neighbors_in_ann_arbo.html

Ann Arbor council members have too much time on their hands...tsk. (jk Amy if you ever read this)

The Number 23

So, I just finished watching "The Number 23" again. I seriously LOVE this movie. Jim Carrey always amuses me, but in this...wow! I admit, the script isn't the best, but I love it anyways! I just could not wait for the end, as I love when it all wraps up in the weird twisted way it does. Yay!
I just love all the extra places they add 23 to, like before he even reads the book it is on his radio and the busses and everything. And License plates! 023 5HJ is the license on his wife's friend's car. It means 23 23. I think his own car also added up. It rules!


BTW, I cannot make my own name into 23. Maybe I should try 32 or 5? hmmm
T = 20 H = 8 E = 5 R = 18 E = 5 S = 19 A = 1
Oh yeah, it is the whole name...
20 8 5 18 5 19 1 5 12 5 1 14 15 18 13 1 20 20 8 5 23 19
2+8+5+9+5+1+1 5+3+5+1+5+6+9 4+1+2+2+8+5+5+1
31 + 32 + 28 =91/2+2 (22 letters total)


= 22.75 which rounds to 23

ooOOOOoooo 23



A1 B2 C3 D4 E5 F6 G7 H8 I9 J10 K11 L12 M13 N14 O15 P16 Q17 R18 S19 T20 U21 V22 W23 X24 Y25 Z26

Blogger!

So, I am going to try this again. It is that whole "all things old are new again." Legwarmers are back; Rachel, Corey and I all began ElfTown again; I am again on Blogger.

I make no promises on how often I write, how interesting my topics are or how high the quality is, but I will try to write on occasion.

so...

This has been an extremely busy weekend. I have new classes, which I am enjoying more than I expected. I have finally found an art class I can actually do! Of course, it is Intro to Engineering and Design, but we have to draw free hand, so it counts. I am proud of my picture of a drawing of a ruler! It is to scale and everything. Unfortunately, I am a bit OCD about counting squares and kept freaking out when a line was supposed to be in the middle of a box, and it was one line off. I would not cut through the middle of boxes --my lines would not have been straight-- but I also could not distract myself from the uneven-ness of 7 boxes compared to 6. To prove my OCDness in this situation, I must inform you that these boxes had to be about half a centimeter or less. It was bad.

So my crazy weekend started Friday. I had no classes, as I instead went to the school for the deaf with the winterguard and drumline. It was pretty cool performing for them, and some of the kids seemed genuinely interested in us while we performed. Sadly, we were shown up by the drumline and their stupid vibrations. All these adorable kids came up to the floor and sat with balloons to feel the drums. Then they got to touch the drums while the drumline beat on them. These little kids touching the big bass drum kept freaking out and jumping back whenever Will hit it. It was really funny.

The interpreter lady signing everything Joe said was really cool, too. She seemed pretty funny, and had this really humorous attitude while signing. At one point a kid started crying, so she breaks from her signing of Joe's words to signing and pointing out the kid crying then went right back to Joe. It was sweet. Being at the school really renewed my old dream of being a teacher at a school for the hearing impaired.

After the performance we went to lunch and the room was really quiet, especially for a lunch room. It was really funny, because after all the deaf students left, we all started talking again. I think it was just we felt awkward talking while they all could not hear, y'know?
That evening we still had to practice. It sucked.

Saturday I went to Solo and Ensemble with Amy. We got a 1. It was sweet. I kind of did not expect it, as I personally kept screwing up, but I think Amy's playing and her use of Finale for our generated score saved us. The judge guy was pretty cool, though. Gave me some tips of my bow hand. (by tips I mean criticisms)

After I went home, then came back to get ready for a Winterguard competition. The show did not go so well (I personally screwed up bunches, although did not drop...wait no, I think I might have. I don't remember.) Luckily, we got third. The group that got second was really good. They are Exit 52, were just bumped up into our class and they have this really creepy show where they dance around with pictures of dead people. It is sad and creepy and makes one tear up while watching. The saddest part was where they show big versions of the pictures, and there is this little baby. So sad!

Today we had another competition. This one was more relaxed and went better, although was not perfect. We got last, which was first. Go being the only one in your class! The really neat thing was the individual competitions. There was this stick girl who somehow had enough muscle to toss a rifle, but I cannot comprehend where that strength came from. She looked as though I could break her in two. Scary.

After the competition I watched TV. We saw something involving curry, so I convinced my mum to make curry. This meant we experienced the creepy sensation of smelling really good curry cooking while watching it on TV. I was almost like smell-o-vision, as my sister and I kept forgetting curry was actually cooking at home.

Uhhh...so that was the longest post of my life. I left out that I talked to Corey about every night online. I figure he will read this, so I don't want him to feel left out. Oh! I got new shoes. I like them. They are covered in squares. If you got bored and skipped down to here, I don't mind, if not, thanx for reading? Although it was prolly redundant. idk.

Oh! corey, Rachel, what are your new Elftown account names again? That is, if you read this before I ask you at school (if I remember)

ciao then, or Tschues or Goodbye or (place appropriate word in other language here)