Indy

This weekend I am going to be heading out to Indianapolis for a basketball tournament.  It will be pretty fun, but it also means I'm not going to have much time to do school.  Any takers on helping me?  Maybe doing my math?  You never know.  You would be helping a just cause..
Anyways we are ranked the 3rd seed in the top bracket, which should be tough yet fun.  Hopefully we don better that last year where we lost all three of our games kind of like...

We were LeBron in the background, boo.

Skiing

Last Wednesday I went out to Hidden Valley to ski for the first time.  It was pretty fun, even though it was 70 degrees out and there was a million little black kids who had no idea how to ski.  At first I was horrible, i.e. falling off the rope tow, rough.  After that I became a bit more acclimated with the slopes and skiing in general.  At the end I was killing it. Kind of like this.
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After this skiing adventure, I decided that I like water skiing better than snow skiing.


Speaking of me water skiing:

  

There we go, productive blog.

Cake

It's my dad's birthday today, which means that cake is called for.  Cake is probably one of the most diverse food in America. I mean think about it.  We have, chocolate cake, fruit cake, cookie cake, cake with different icing, birthday cake, wedding cake, funnel cake.  Literally everything is a cake.  This blog will be made up of some of the most delicious looking cakes in the world.

 

On that note, come to Parkway South Middle School at 7 o'clock tomorrow.

Golfing...The Sport We Thought We Knew

For those of you who have never gone golfing, you should definitely do it.  You will probably hate it as much as I do, but you will probably also love it as much a I do.  The last part is only true if a golf cart is involved. For me, golfing only makes up 33% of actual golfing, the other 77% is all due to the golf cart. Those of you are not golfers but golf know exactly what I mean.  Don't get me wrong, there is always a certain sense of joy as you whack a 1 and a half inch ball as far as you can (which normally means about 25 feet, on a good day), but the golf cart is really where it's at.  My golf game is SLOWLY progressing, especially over this past summer.  I am now able to drive a golf cart quite smoothly across the fairway, without leaving too many marks with the wheels.

But seriously, go golfing, get a golf car, have fun.

 

Chick-fil-a

Whew, just got back from another long day at Chick-fil-a. It was actually one of the more entertaining days I have worked there.  First off, we had a couple people call in sick in the morning so we were down four people to start with.  Next, since it is Friday, there was a boatload of catering orders going out for vary businesses and parties.
The morning went along fine with a steady flow of customers and no real drama. Then right at about 10 o'clock there was a flurry of catering orders to get done as well as 20 people constantly in the drive through. I think when we add up the totals we sent out about 800 chicken strips, 500 chicken nuggets, 300 sandwiches, 100 brownies, and 50 large fries.  All of that on top of ridiculous amounts of people flowing through the drive-thru and the store itself. Needless to say, I was glad to get out of there.

Tuesdays

Tuesdays are the longest days of my life.  They consist of school, cleaning, and almost nothing else. 

This is my Tuesday
8:15- Wake up. realize what day it is, try to go back to sleep.
8:20- Actually get up.
8:22- Drink some tea.
8:25- Still asleep drinking tea.
8:45- Leave for the bus stop (aka- Segrist's house)
9:00- Say hi to Denny (aka- get to the Segrist's house)
9:03- Leave for Homelink
9:24- Get to Homelink
9:30- School starts
11:00- Go to Spanish
12:30- I'm awake now
1:00- Slee- I mean, Math
2:30- Physics
4:00- Done with class, woo.
4:01- Realize that now that class is done we have to clean, ugh.
4:30- Start cleaning hardcore.
6:30- ...still cleaning
7:00- After a solid 10 hours, leave the HL.
7:14- Eat for the first time all day.
7:45- Play some Xbox with David Tate.
9:30- Return home, after a solid 12 and a half hours.

Another typical Tuesday has me leaving HL at around 5 for basketball, love those tuesdays.

A new season

I am writing this blog to herald in the new season of the used to be Starry Unicorns.  It has been quite an eventful offseason with a team name change, a minor lockout, and a few roster changes.   Needless to say, the Raging Pomegranates

 

are primed for a deep postseason run.  It helped to have a championship caliber team last year without having any juniors or seniors.   Sadly our manager is retiring after a great one year.  He decided to go out on top, taking a hint from his colleague Tony La Russa.  Thankfully we have found a suitable replacement with quite a bit of experience.  The manager has been quick to decide that there will be about 8 or 9 assistant captains on the team.  All in all this is looking like a promising year and hopefully another championship.

Locked out

I am sick and tired of lockouts, especially the NBA Lockout.  It is possibly the dumbest thing ever. Every body is arguing over the dumbest things, like whether the players are going to get $3 million-$4 million (just an example).  The dumb thing is, while the players and owners are arguing, they are losing a bunch of money.  Already the players union has lost $350 million due to no games being played. The owners lost $200 million just from canceling the preseason, not to mention the whole month of November being canceled.  For those of you who aren't quite sure what the owners and players are arguing about, I really didn't know either.  However I just read a bunch on it.  So apparently the two main things the two sides are disagreeing on is the BRI (basketball-related income) and the salary cap.  Originally the players had 57% of the BRI, giving the owners 43%. Now the owners want it to at least be even, or they get more of the income.  They were aiming for a 50-50 split, however they refused an offer of 49(owners)-51(players) BRI. That is the kind of ludicrous stuff they are arguing about.  The other issue at hand is the salary cap.  The owners are pushing for a hard salary cap of about $48 million, giving the small market teams a bit more of a chance, even though the San Antonio Spurs, a small market team, has been considered a dynasty during the early 2000's. However the players want to keep the $56 million soft salary cap.  It is just all so insane that it is dumb.  I mean Paul Allen, owner of the Portland Trail-Blazers, the 23 richest person in America is arguing over maybe a couple of million $$$.  The way I look at it is, the players are the ones playing the game, this is their job, they should get more money.  Owners are already filthy rich from other jobs, and they aren't even playing the game.  In the end though, both sides are being incredibly ridiculous.

                                          

Ahhhhhhh

Have you ever tried to do school with thirteen children in your house?  Not to mention 10 of them are under the age of ten.  Its so hard to get anything done.  In fact the blog post might be the only thing that I can get done all day.
Anyways I have been sick for to long and it is not fun, especially coughing.  There is no way to stop coughing, literally.  I think I am going to start a stand up to cancer, I mean, coughing.  People say to take cough drops and sure that would help, for 5 minutes.  Plus it tastes like you just consumed a rotten Skittle
I mean who even knows what a cough actually is.  Have you ever really thought about it???  Huh? Huh? HUH? Ahhhh I am being driven insane by coughing (and the 32 billion children at my house).  This actually has been twenty minutes and I typed like nothing.  Sorry.

The Code

I am going to blog today about...the Code of the Woosters.  Fascinating book.  The best part of that book is when just uses the first letter of a noun.  For instance he would say something like, "I am going to eat some f".  What a great idea.  In fact it such a great idea that I have been trying to emulate this in a sense by trying to use it sometimes.  Like, "I love writing on my b". Ahhhh, what a great tool.  Imagine you are in a pinch and you only have five seconds to say something (can't think of when that would ever happen, except this ) and you have to say "Get me some money and a gun".  All you would have to say if you knew such a handy tool as this is, " Get me some m and a g". Great. You just saved your life.  That's all I have to say for this w.