Here, you can have this one

Last week has been a fairly typical school week. I did all the regular school stuff--went to school, was tired, ... you know the drill.
-My letter to the Springfield Board of Recreation has gotten an incredible response--two out of my total of six readers! It makes me wish I'd done a little more back-checking before I wrote it. Once I was done writing it, I went back to the site with all the plans and checked out the master plans, which I hadn't seen before because they were taking too long to load. When I saw it, I realized that the plans they have aren't as bad as I made them out to be. I'd still rather prefer them not to do any renovations, because, really, Warder is just fine as it is. It seems pretty moronic to me to renovate an entire park just so you can make a little money. It's particularly moronic, though, when you remember the cost they've projected for the project. Nine million dollars. They're going to spend nine million dollars to make... a few thousand, maybe?
-I went to the school newspaper meeting on Thursday, and before I knew it Matt had commissioned me to do an article on Warder Park. So I guess I will. I think I'll also circulate a petition to keep the Board from progressing with their plans. I just think we should leave well enough alone. That's my campaign slogan for this issue.

-In other news, band has gotten steadily more time-consuming. I don't like it at all. And also, uh,...I don't really have anything else. I guess I'll end this post on that rather lame note. Sorry.

-Oh yeah! I was going to tell Matt in this post: I know you've left more comments, but I only read them when I couldn't respond to them. I'll respond to your question of earlier: the other animation I was talking about to you on the bus was "Sehventain Years" (Or "Year-es"...search for both of them), which is based on a prank call that Group X made. There are two different versions of it, made by two different people, and they're both about equally good. That's the one I was talking about on the bus.

Letter I wrote to the Springfield Township Board of Recreation

My name is [withheld]. I live on Finney Trail. I visit Warder Park all the time, and when I idly searched for references to it on the Internet, your plan was the first thing I found.
-First I looked at the maps on the front pages. I love maps. In fact, I plan to someday get a detailed map of Finneytown, as soon as I can find one. After I saw the maps I moved on to the next page. It horrified me.
-You plan to completely raze Warder Park and rebuild it totally different. I couldn't believe it. Warder Park is untamed, and it takes all of its greatness as a park from this wildness. Unlike, say, Winton Woods or Hummer Park, it hasn't been built over to accommodate everyone and his brother coming in. That means that there are no docks on Burke's Pond, there are no basketball courts just off the main trail, and there is no amphitheatre in the middle of the grounds. It's one of the last places in Cincinnati that's like this. While all the other parks have been "fully modernized", Warder stays mysterious and wild.
-So I ask you: do we really need another tennis court, or another swimming pool? Aren't there enough already? What we need is a park that retains an air of the unknown. I have no idea what's in a lot of the entire park, and I can't tell you how much I enjoy the process of finding out new things. Just today I bushwhacked back and found a brand new creek that I had never even suspected existed. There are very few things that give me as much of a thrill as discovering completely new places and seeing things I've never seen.
-But if the new plan you have here to change the face of Warder is instituted, there will be nothing surprising. Everything will be mapped out in an exact way, and every time you go in you'll see the same exact trails, the same exact skateboard ramp. Nothing will have changed. Nothing.
-Do the taxpayers need to pay nine million dollars to have a park that maybe a hundred people will know about, that will be interchangeable with the almost adjacent Hummer Park, and that won't be even a tenth of the size or excitement of Winton Woods? What else could we be spending these nine million dollars on? My school, Finneytown High, has recently had its budget slashed violently. All of the Finneytown School District has, in fact. There are kids who could be learning more, cops who could be patrolling more, roads that could be paved better, and countless dozens of other things that are so much more important to everyone than another new park. I don't understand why we need to pave over a sanctuary for everyone in the town, at a huge cost, to provide something we already have. I say we nix the Warder Park plans and leave well enough alone.
-Thanks for reading,
[withheld]

Once a week?

I think I'm leaning towards posting once a week here. I'd do it more often, but band is such a huge load of work, and I'm kind of forgetful too, and plus I don't really want to. Maybe in the summer, if I don't get the Crowduck job. Which reminds me: I need to get working on that letter to Bill.
-Not a whole lot, as I've said before, has happened. Once you actually get into the school year, you're kind of in a rut. The only thing that spices the action up is the occasional weekend or day off or season change. It's completely fall now, by the way, and my back way behind the school is in top form. Someday I'm going to go into that forest and see what kind of good creekwalking is there to be had. I'll check more thoroughly at Topozone first, though.
-Well, my 'blog doesn't show up on Google. I just thought I'd mention that. I suppose Google only updates its site count every so often, and I haven't snuck in yet. You'd think I would have, what with being around for at least a couple months.
-I've found several good movies. One of them is under "that" in a previous post, and you've all probably seen it. The second one is probably even funnier to people who have played Mario Brothers, or Twins, or whatever, than it is to me. It's located at. Enjoy. And there are more of them at Group X's website, but the one "Bang Bang Bang" is just dumb. Of course, you're now going to look at it all the more attentively because I condemned it, but you'll agree with me. Oh, and it has sexual content. Viewer discretion is advised. The other cartoons are good, though. I especially like "Dat Cereal Bawx". It's my goal to someday do a transcript of "Mario Twins".
-No, I'm not an Internet cartoon connoisseur. These are pretty much the only cartoons I watch, over and over again. Shut up. Got game.
-I think I'll leave you there for now. I might post a transcript today, though. In fact, I'm pretty sure I will.

Marios Transcript

-Hey Splade!
-Shiggity shiggity shwa...
-Guess what idioht?
-What you did today?
-Uhhh..
-Wraung!
-Hey!
-I got a new super eighty-H system.
-You did nahht.
-Swear to God, I got it at Chunky's for two dollareys.
-Oh yeah, lemme see it. ...Wau. Th, that's gouh--
-Yeah, you like that, idihit!
-I do--
-I got it, you don't. Shut up. Got game. Hey guess what?
-What?--
-It has new game.
-What gam--
-I want to play it! It's called Mairio Twins. They look the same!
-Wauu!
-Gouhd gauu... they look so dhe same like dhe same person. I would say to them, "You want ice cream cone?" both of them say yehs. How in thi hehll!?--
-That's --they're twins, bohth of them--
-Hey, let's play it, reahdy?
-All right.
-Do it!
-Khhk gghhg There't goes.

(Group X does three weird songs, which I think are supposed to be the music to the Mario Twins game. They're all very heavy on guys going "Doodoodoodoo duuuu, dooo, doodoot...". All throughout these songs, a Mario is going through the game and defeating all the stuff Marios defeat... mushroom guys, plants, turtles, gravity wells.... And the second song is a "potty break" song. Just after Mario jumps over Bowser in the third song and finds that guy Toad, the dialog starts back up very suddenly.)

-Hey Splade, Splade! Uh oh, you found the princess! Reahhnk: she's in another haus, go away.
-What in the hhehll she's doing? Hey- crapp on this: let's go play Super Mairios Punchoff.
-All right, let's quit this game.
-Dooht

Nova Esperanta Nokto

Mi rigardas ke mi ne blogumis marde post mi komencis ĉi tion blogon. Mi faris unu mardan blogumon. Kaj mardoj estas Esperantaj Noktoj? Nu mi bezonis fari alian. Malgraŭ hodiaŭ esti dimanĉo, ĉi tiu nokto estas Esperanta Nokto.
-Mi frue vekiĝis ĉi tiun matenon, samkiel ĉiutage. Mi malamas vekiĝi frue. Mi vekiĝas je 0620! Sufica plendado, kvankam. En Muzikistaro, ni marŝis multe, samkiel ĉiutage. En Financo, ni faris financadon komputile. En Matematiko, en Historio, en la Hispana... Nenio, vere. Ne eĉ lunĉo estis ekscita. La resto de la tago estis malekscita. Nu. Mi vere ne havis ekscitan tagon, ĝis la matĉo.
-La matĉo estis inter Finneytown kaj Mariemont. Ĝi ankaŭ estis la hejmvena matĉo. Antaŭ kelkaj tagoj, oni kreis multajn negraj ĉemizojn, kiuj havis bildon de nia reprezentaaaĵouulo....okej, "mascot" (mi bezonas trovi pli kompletan vortaron ie) ...--la Sovaĝkato, vestata en Usonfutbalaj ropoj (stranga, mi scias), kaj la leĝindaĵon "Mansignu adiaŭon al la Militistoj" (Warriors, la teamo de Mariemont). Ĝi estis granda afero.
-Ni poentis tre frue--dum la unuaj 30 sekondoj. Estis, ludu la batalkanton, ni tuŝpoentas, reludu la batalkanton. Preskaŭ ĝena.
-La matĉo interbalancis dum la tuta tempo. Ni poentus, kaj ili poentus reciproke, kaj tiam denove. Ekscita, vere. Mi priskribus ĉi tiun matĉon kun pli da entuziasmo, sed mi estas laca. Tamen, estis ekscita.
Je duontempo ni liniis en kurbon kaj ludis la temkanto de Forrest Gump, kinaĵo pri ia stultulo. Mi sentis ke ĝi estis bona komento je la hejmvenaj kandidatoj.
-Post duontempo, aĵoj subiris. Ni poentis malpli. Eventuale ili poentis nur kvar minutoj antaŭ la fino. Neniel ni povis fari poenton. Kaj ni ne faris ĝin. Ni fuŝis ĝin. Diable. Sekvafoje.

You thought there were no more but guess what there's another one!

Dag. I've been away too long. If pretty much all of the readership of this 'blog didn't consist of people I see every day at school, some people might actually have been worrying about me up until today.
-Well, here's what's happened recently: band. Band has happened. And it has continued to happen. By tomorrow I will have been at a band function eight times in the last two weeks. Doesn't that seem like a bit much to you? We have practices for two and a half hours on Mondays and Thursdays and we have a game every Friday (except last Friday, but it was rescheduled to the even less convenient Saturday). In addition, there was a contest last Saturday and there will be one the Saturday that is technically today. Games take about four hours; contests, eight. (Really.) Band is eating my life, week by week.
-It wasn't all bad. Last Saturday we had our contest at the Hamilton High School Band-O-Rama (that's really what it's called) and we didn't think we did so well. As it turned out, we got second place in the entire contest. Of course, there were only about six bands at the contest, but we still got second. And we also qualified for State competition. This is a big thing, because our school has never done that before. Never. We're the first chapter of the band to make it this far. State is on November 5th or 9th at either Dayton or Columbus, I think.
-I definitely want to work at Crowduck this summer. I'm writing a letter to proprietor Bill Kolansky sometime either today or tomorrow. I've got to get away from band and Finneytown. Just for the summer next summer.
-You'd think that, what with not having written a post for about a week, I'd have more to write about. Well, the fact is I don't. I just have this one last thing before I go do something else:
-My 6th bell is woodshop. My 7th bell is chemistry. Those two rooms are almost the farthest two rooms from each other in the entire school. I used to have to walk all the way down the long path, into the school, out of the school, down some stairs, and back into a different wing of the school. But the other day I found a far superior alternate route. I just go out the door near the woodshop and walk around the entire school. This path has the added advantage that it overlooks a deep green forest on the side of the grounds. The green is turning to yellow and red and orange recently as fall sets on--it's kind of like fireworks. What I know is that it's so massively better than the other path that even after the semester ends and I start taking health class (which I've heard sucks tremendously), which is very much closer to chemistry, I'm still going to go out of my way to walk the long way. I can't wait to see it in winter.