Raging Fan

Bradley's Suspension for yesterday's rage-ness.

Now, I'm not saying that the dude probably didn't deserve a suspension, because he did get pretty pissed at what happened. But my question now is, what the fuck is going to happen to the fan? Does he get a fine or some shit because he threw a bottle at a player while the game was in progress? Shouldn't he get banned from the stadium or some bull shit for doing the fucking thing that started it all? Maybe its beacuse I'm a pretty wrathful guy, but if I was playing an important game in my career as a professional athlete and some fucker threw something at me during the game, I would kick his ass. This isn't about sports any more, or money or any thing. Its about some stupid asshole that chose to disrespect me, and I'm not going to take it. Bradley was defending himself, and because of that he was suspending for five fucking games. That's total bullshit, in my opinion.

It doesn't stop there, either. What about all the other fans that throw worse shit on the field or try to pelt players with beers or whatever during other sports. Buying a ticket doesn't give you a free pass to do whatever the fuck you want to the players; they're human beings too. Getting thrown out isn't enough of a punishment, either. They should be banned or fined or something like that for pulling such stupid stunts. Its not right, and I don't support it.

My rant.

First Days

So first day of my Junior year of Stanford education has come and gone. And much to my pleasure, it was short, sweet, and leaving me thirsty for more (at least for one of the two classes that I took today)

Poetry and Poetics is being taught by my advisor and friend Kenneth Fields, a totally cool poet who's been bringing his dogs to class for the last 20 + years. He brought Dixie along today (she was also at the seminar that I took with him when I was a frosh. He also brought a 9 week old puppy today named Dot, who proceeded to pee several times in the classroom. He's trying to train her to be the new class dog; it would seem that DIxie is finally getting on with age (she looked fine to me, but I can see that her age is showing). It will be interesting to see if Dot progresses during this quarter.

Class wise, P&P looks like its going to be a blast, with lots of emphasis on poetic form and the various authors that emphasize each one. We have a few papers to do for the quarter and no final, yay!

My Fiction writing class looks like its going to be what I thought it was: a workshop course that's going to leave me scared shitless when I finally have to present something decent to the other 17 students to critique the hell out of. *sigh* At least the prof seems cool enough and it shouldn't be too bad overall.

And that is my schedule for Mondays. Tomorrow is more P&P and Perspectives on American Journalism.

Books

So. . . I went to the book store today and spent about 300 bucks on books for the next quarter. Some notable ones include a big giant 100 dollar text on Journalism Law and freedom of speech, an anthology on poetic form, and a shitload of skeptical novels discussing the lack of free speech currently in the US. All in, all I could probably safely say that this quarter shoul dbe interesting at the very least. We'll see how these books turn out when I have to really read them for work use and not just pleasure.

Went to a Korean BBQ place today. Expensive as hell, but you get a grill on your table, and an all you can eat selection of raw meat to take back to your table and cook yourself. Brilliant! Of course for the vegetarians, sorry folks not a good place to go. But for every one else: yay!

Wish I could say there was other interesting stuff happening in life, but I can't, since I have no life!

Which OS are You?

EDIT: Okay, okay, I'm a hardcore slacker for not making sure the code was right (damn you automatic line breaks). Anyways, here it is.

Staff

Before I get started here, I just want to say that I personally believe that this year Phi Sig will be the fucking best house on the row. Period. We have a lot of enthusiastic residents, we have the beautiful house and small community that a lot of the bigger residences would love to have. And, best of all, we have the best staff members that I've ever seen. Each one of them is absolutely spectacular in their own way. Our RA is a fucking genius and one of the coolest, fun-loving guys I've ever met. He honestly cares for Phi Sig and wants to make the whole experience great for every one involved. I'm glad to be working under him. Our HM is another great guy who's pretty damn smart but manages to keep a pretty mean party streak going on. He's a little bit on the serious side, but when it comes down to reality, he's always there with whatever is best for every one else. Personally, he's quite possibly my best friend at Stanford, and I'm happy to be working with him. Our FM is a easy-going kickass fella. He has the organizational skills to keep track of our cash, and he also has his head on him; he never forgets his resposibilities to the house and others. On a more personal note, he's one of the hardest workers I've ever seen when he wants to get down with it. Other times he's one of the craziest party goers I've ever seen. Our KM is absolutely wild, but such a sweetheart to be around. She's always on the ball and I believe she seriously wants to make Phi Sig have some of the best food on The Row. Our SM is someone I haven't really met yet, but I know she's really kickass just by looking for her. She has the fun, outgoing, attitude needed to get every one in the house involved, and I have no doubt that she's going to do just that and make all our parties the best.

I'm sure you've seen a pattern in my description of these folk, and you're right: They are all excellent people that balance both work and pleasure easily. They understand the hardwork that goes into running Phi Sig, yet they also realize that a good house doesn't just work hard, they play hard, too. Every one wants to work for the better good, not just what they feel is best. I'm glad to be here and I know that even if things don't always go the smoothest, we're here for each other and we'll get through.

Now, I should go help them out.

Update

I figured I should probably post a mini-update here, seeing as how I haven't since I've been back at Stanford.

Yes, for all those that were wondering for some reason, I'm here, and I'm alive. The drive was uneventful except for the times when I wanted to fall asleep at the wheel. the first night there was spent unpacking a shitload of stuff and fending off bad arms and shoulders that got sore. The second day was a shitload of RCC training, combined with a lot more unpacking and even more sore joints on my body.

Today was the first day of my buddies Henry and Shammy being back in town, so after my RCC training I picked up Henry and we all went to the first row house session (I don't have to go to too many of these since I'm RCC and I get my own fun filled long days of training. Regardless, it was really fun, and I'll first house meeting was really kickass and full of laughs and creativity. I honestly believe these guys are some of the best people to have on staff for a house, and all our residents should be really lucky to have them. Not only are they my best friends, but they're good, hard workers, and I know that somehow they'll be able to keep me in line, and hopefully I can steal a bit of their work ethic for my own purposes.

As for RCC training, well a lot of has been very useful and informative, and a bit of it seemed trifle and uneccesary. However, Whatever comes, comes and I'll just keep it at that in regards to information given and received. One thing I will say is I never thought I'd have such an interesting grasp on the backbone of the computer and internet networks on campus. Its absolutely amazing sometimes how all this is kept up.

Any ways, its late here, and I'm kind of tired. More training tomorrow at 10am, so I'm out for tonight, see ya!

Well. . .

The clothes are packed, the truck is cleaned, the family has been told good bye, and the computer is packed (except of course, this laptop). Ladies and gentlemen, its time to call a close to yet another summer here in sunny Ventura, CA. Laughs were had, and time was killed, and now I must restart the old brain for getting ready for school.

I'm not sure what to think about it all. Once again, I really don't want to go back, yet I know that its just a feeling of homesickness and that I really do miss all my friends at school and I want to go back. I wish there couldn't be a conflict, but there was one. Now, however, it doesn't matter since tomorrow I'll be driving my five hour trek to The Farm.

To every one here, farewell once more. It was good to be here, and I'll miss you, but I must leave.

Farewell home.

Hello, home.

Thank You

You know who you are. I just wanted to say it here once more.

Thanks.

Games

Several games I picked up recently that are pretty good: Street Fighter: Anniversary Collection for the PS2 and Pokemon: LeafGreen for the GBA. SF:AC is a pretty decent collection of two games, Street Fighter III: Third Strike, and Hyper Street Fighter II. Third Strike is a decent port of an arcade of the same name, and it offers a lot of the old school tactical game play with some pretty neat additions (parry, tech hits, e.t.c.) but with all the graphic and musical flair of a newer Capcom game. My only gripe is that a lot of the characters are pretty fucking weird, but eh, whatever. It's also a pretty damn good multiplayer game to share with friends. Hyper Street Fighter II is a jumbled up mix of a lot of characters from classic Street Fighter games. You can play five different versions of your old favories (such as original, champion edition, turbo e.t.c.). The graphics and music are definitely old school and might turn off some people, but for me at least, it offered a bit of good fun multiplayer wise. Single player mode, however, is very hard, so don't bother unless you remember how hard these games were.

I just bought LeafGreen right now, but so far its looking pretty interesting. It's an updated version of the original Pokemon game that came out a long time ago. I remember putting a lot of time into it with a friend of mine and then kicking each other's ass once we had become pretty good in it. I'm hoping for that nostalgia feeling with this title, same as SF:AC.

And that's what it comes down to. I can't believe these games that I used to love and play are 10, 15 years old. Makes me wonder how far along I've come, and just how much of a gamer I've been since I was a little kid. It also makes me reflect on the friends that I've known that long.

Christian, not sure if you read this or not, but I'm gonna miss you a lot this school year. I hope you get that EB job in Ventura. I know you can do it.

And I'm out; five more days until I return to The Farm.

Inevitable

Every year it now turns out to be the same old thing. The day's begin to grow shorter and the summer soon slowly begins to fade into autumn. As such, now it is time to turn my attention to packing and pondering what I should take and whether it can all be made to fit into my natural disaster vehicle. I will dearly miss the home feeling of here, and that is a sadness and I sometimes wonder if will ever fade away. Even sometimes when I can forget about it, and concentrate solely on issues at hand (or ones that would soon be at hand), it can slowly materialize, and there I am again, wondering about home.

If I could deem myself worth of it, I would surely take a quarter off, and just enjoy more of a time with my mom and people here. But, I can't and shouldn't. I want to get this done with, education, because I want to be able to spend more time outside of it. I could not break the routine of school until school was done with, 'cause I know the lazy ass I am, and I probably couldn't start it up again.

So, here I am again, slowly getting ready for packing, less than a week until I return to Stanford, and friends there that I have missed more than they probably will ever know. But the memories here will be lovely, as well.

If only these were the only things pondering my weary mind.

Strangeness

Weirdest. Game. Ever.

Why, oh why do I let such great games slip by?

In other words, excessive gaming has brought out the wrist police and punished me with pain for playing too much. Now I'm delegated to primitive things such as surfing the web, watching TV, and maybe a little bit of CL. (just lil')

Eight days until I return to Stanford and start my hellish (yet potential fun) run of a shitload of classes and staff training and staff working and KZSU.

Fall

This was interesting enough to warrant a little post here in my insanely insane rantings.

Is it true? Well, this guy is apparently putting his reputation on the line, and he has also successful predicted Earthquakes in Japan and Central California, so its not like he's a crazy old coot. On the other hand. . . he IS a crazy old coot at 80 some years old (or so I was told, I didn't RTFA, so sue me).

Any ways, we'll see what happens!

(Oh, and just to make sure you guys know, the info on the left was put there in preparation of my return to Stanford, I'm still residing in my hometown, Ventura, CA, which is 1 hour north of Los Angeles.)