Silly Anagrams. I'd say Pat has too much time on his hands, but then again, he doesn't sleep so I guess he doesn't have all that much time.

I'm not sure why I continue to predict doom with college. I had a really strong feeling that Pat and Kate's relationship would de-rail and explode in a magnificant fireball, but that didn't really pan out. Now I predict that Pat's brain will melt when he goes to college. For his sake, maybe I'll be 0-2.

I drew a monkey on my APES test today....I figure I'll either lose points or get extra credit (the monkey was explaining what waves in a light wave, so at least it was somewhat intelligent). The test itself was rather amusing as the essay question involved much repo bashing.

Note: 5 stories is a long way down. Plenty of time for things to reach terminal velocity......and explode.

Climax Keenly <-- good advice.

There are days you feel half-dead in the morning and have not slept so you may as bloody well sing "Mother Nature's Son" for no apparent reason, although you don't feel much better for it. Then there are times you've got more energy than an electrified squirrel and you may as well sing "We Are the Champions" in a big enthusiastic group. In fact, you may as well sing anything you can think of all the way home, while riding with your three big trrophies. That was Wednesday. When one of the answers to a question is "blog" you tend to figure maybe its your day. And it was. Go Scho-Bowl! League Tournament Champions! I will, briefly, dance; you won't see it, but trust me, there's dancing. I should go to more Tournaments on 3 hours of sleep after writing essays.

But the essays did get done. I'm not terribly happy with them, but meh. I don't have to deal with them anymore, and maybe I'll get some scholarship money.

That took up rather a lot of my weekend, and repeated lack of sleep did a number on my digestive system, so I didn't show up on Monday. Also, Alex is a horrible mean person. But it's ok, because he's genetically incapable of saying something positive if it involves me and anyone going to college. This is a proven fact.

And Fenwick took first in Archdiocese yet again. I got thrid, which is not bad, but I would have gotten second if I'd noticed m had to be positive. And I was pretty much not going to beat Joe Pacold regardless. Good times, anyway, with Kiefer and Fogel.

I know I promised stuff about how macho Kevin Altier is, and I'll get to that eventually, because if I don't explain people will think I'm weird.

Instead, I'll talk about anagrams, because anagrams are all kinds of fun. Anagrams are when you rearrange people's names to spell stuff, for those not in the know. All of these with the aid of the Internet Anagram Server:

Patrick Lange:
NAACP ELK GRIT
PACKAGER LINT
PLACATER KING
PIG CANAL TREK
CARNAL KEG PIT

Katherine Anzinger: A Thinker in Zen Rage.

Alex McKinley:
ACE XYLEM LINK
CLIMAX KEENLY

Ryan Kiefer: Yak Refiner

Tom Larsen: Mortal Sen

John Pisani: Ninja is Po', Join Spain, I Join Naps

Nick Kohout: Hi, Knockout! (Give it up for the Player King, folks)

Albatross Hour: A Labor Hurts So.

And so I will end with that, because I've got to sleep and whatnot. Maybe some more anagrams tomorrow.

Good News: I'm going to be the RA for the building in which I'm currently living. Better news: it's a smaller building, and it's a program house, even better news: not only do I get a open double room and all its furniture, I also get a my own bathroom!!!!!!WHOOO!!!

Pat would have a great time with Jane Eyre- my favorite book of all time. Stay away from the moors. - bad things happen on the moors.

I don't know about Pat flunking out in a month. Pat's kind of like an underdog that way, even though its his own bloody fault, and he should not do it; you still kind of want to him to win in the end. I don't know how he does it but, he does. Although, he may not always be able to pull it off, but he hasn't gotten nailed with it yet, which is what amazes me and he's been doing this since he started school. I guess that by this point, one doesn't want Pat to lose because it has gone on so long that he'll only lose big.

Because the first thing I think of when I think about Lent is party. Why paganism went out I will never understand. ever, it was soo much cooler.

Look! I laugh in the face of Fenwick and continue to blog during study hall. Take that corrupt technology department!

In English we were choosing research paper topics. I wanted Robert Louis Stevenson (any excuse to read Treasure Island again) but unfortunately someone beat me to the punch, so I settled with Gilbert & Sullivan. They're rather comical and I think the topic would keep me entertained. I know that Larsen and Lange are just dying to do their papers on some piece of the women's movement.

George Bush decided to bash the dems yesterday. He targeted John Kerry in particular. Dubbya kept on talking about how he's such a great wartime president and how strong he was during 9/11 and a bunch of other bull like that. I look forward to watching him get crushed in the debates. Of course, that doesn't mean he'll lose. After all, last year he got crushed in the debates (I don't think he ever actually answered a question) but he still got to be president. The fact that the supreme court appointed him to the position negates every positive thing they've ever done. The way I see it, they have no way to redeem themselves (unless they appoint Al Gore as Supreme Emperor of the Moon).

I like how Pat was faux sick yesterday. That's what you get for procrastinating and trying to reach deadlines. In my humble opinion, Pat will flunk out of college in a month. (Either that or change his whole philosophy on getting things done). Let's just hope Kate gets him into shape ~whip noise~

Tommorow's Lent....let the fasting and dreary purple decor commence!

Wow. The government just cannot keep a website up. Presidential Scholarship site is having server problems. Well, best keep writing essays.

A vignette by Kate, coauthored by Pat

Where we left off: Alex had just posted that

"Speaking of Pat: He recieved a Valentine from Kate yesterday, via Elle. It said "You are loved" in German.......however, it DIDN'T say "I love you". The phrase "you are loved" could be refering to anyone. Kate could have been talking about Pat's Mom or Peter Tutanes. The whole thing seems very fishy to me. There's also the fact that it was in German (a language Pat does NOT speak) as opposed to Latin or English (languages Pat DOES speak). In my opinion, Kate's cheating on Pat with a heavy-set, bearded, leather-wearing biker dude. Pat's only chance to win her back is to face him in the circle of death (and Pat hasn't had much luck with that lately). "

the vignette starts:

zingerkca: have you seen what Alex has posted on the blog yet
Gondolin60: yeah
zingerkca: k
Gondolin60: soooo, what's his name?
zingerkca: Juanb
zingerkca: shit Juan
zingerkca: can't spell
Gondolin60: no, no... Juanb has more character.
Gondolin60: heavy-set, bearded, leather-wearing biker dudes can't spell either, so it works out.
zingerkca: that's true. he's unique. and I love unique, so Juanb it is
Gondolin60: Then I must swear vengeance on this "Juanb"!
zingerkca: or banuj
zingerkca: or junba
Gondolin60: junba is a girl's fake name.
zingerkca: how do you know
Gondolin60: cause it ends with a. It's feminine.
zingerkca: or bunja
zingerkca: or cowa bunja
Gondolin60: no heavy-set, bearded, leather-wearing biker dude could have that name. The constant mockery would kill him.
zingerkca: its made him strong;-)
Gondolin60: But emotionally hidden. You'll never tear down the walls around his true self.
zingerkca: how do you know!!!!
Gondolin60: because... he is my long-lost half-brother! Dun-dun-DUN!
zingerkca: Oh MY GOD
Gondolin60: YES!
zingerkca: NO!!!!!!. Then I don't know whose baby????
Gondolin60: WHAT!?
zingerkca: I"M PREGNANT BUT I DONT KNOW BY WHO!!!!!(sob)
Gondolin60: GASP!
Gondolin60: BUT HOW?! WHEN?!
zingerkca: (faints dead away)
Gondolin60: --tune in next week for the exciting conclusion!-- has Pat become a member of the criminal underground?--will Kate find out whose baby it is? and is Casey in league with Juanb to take over the world? Find out next week!!!!

See how I post so much less now that Fenwick's blockination device is set? This truly grieves me.

So Pat's Presidential Scholarship is moved to Monday....that just means he'll be procrastinating until Sunday night to do it. Don't try to defend yourself, Pat. That's just the way you are.

Speaking of Pat: He recieved a Valentine from Kate yesterday, via Elle. It said "You are loved" in German.......however, it DIDN'T say "I love you". The phrase "you are loved" could be refering to anyone. Kate could have been talking about Pat's Mom or Peter Tutanes. The whole thing seems very fishy to me. There's also the fact that it was in German (a language Pat does NOT speak) as opposed to Latin or English (languages Pat DOES speak). In my opinion, Kate's cheating on Pat with a heavy-set, bearded, leather-wearing biker dude. Pat's only chance to win her back is to face him in the circle of death (and Pat hasn't had much luck with that lately).

In real news, Ralph Nader is thinking of running for President again. If he does, I'll be forced to hunt him down and stab him in the elbows. He ruined the last election for us, he doesn't need to screw up this one, too.

I really have nothing else to say....although I look forward to Pat's reply to my comments.

Whee! Who says government interference is a bad thing? The deadline for the Presidential Scholarship has been moved back to Monday! Originally, it was due tomorrow, and I was going to have to stay up all night writing and sacrifice a goat to the elder gods to get it in. Anyway, miraculous breathing room. Which means had I known, I could have partied down with the OC people today, which is bothersome, but I did get some work done. Next week.

Before I get off-track, what is the Presidential Scholarship, anyway? It is my one and only chance to receive a pile of cash from the Bush administration is what it is. So it would be nice to get. It takes about four pages of essays though, and a lot of it is BS-ish self-promotion, but I'm trying not to complain. And If I get it, I'll be real damn special. Only 121 get selected. Of course, it's guaranteed that there's at least one boy and one girl from each state, so If I lived in Wyoming or somesuch, this would be lot easier.

I have got to keep Alex away from my Valentine's Day plans too. At the time he wrote that bit about extravagance, I had no such thing planned. Fortunately, I cleverly engineered such a gift plan at the last moment, so all is well.

Speaking of Valentine's Day, Scho-bizzle played in the first annual Fenwick Scho-Bizzle Tournament ( next year we'll get Draski to put up a banner that says "Scho-Bizzle Tournament"). We got fourth, which was respectable, but it came after some damnably close losses to Iggy and Marist. On the other hand, we only got that far after a couple heart-stoppingly close comebacks, so it evens out. However, the most important thing is that Brooks Smith can SING. Which is awesome in itself, but we got him to sing "Scooby Dooby Doo" (beautifully) while we all pounded the beat on the table. Yeah, you bet the other teams looked at us funny. But it was a moment.

Not to overwhelm people with Scho-Bowl business, but we're also now league champions, after we won the last two matches of the season yesterday. Boo-yah!

That's enough for now. Next time: conceptual BLOG, OR "Why my goal in life is to be at least as macho as Kevin Altier."

Due to Fenwick's evil blog blocking ways, I find myself checking this thing a lot less now. I mean, what else am I supposed to do in study hall.....study? Not likely.

Cubs get Greg Maddux.....WOO! Super JOY~! Finally the son has come home. I think I'll go kill a fatted calf now.

John Kerry=Cool Master 9000
George W. Bush=Square
Just ask Newsweek

English is boering (yes, I spelled it with an 'e')

Good night all.

As another member of the press, I too am greatly offended by the blockage of our bloggination device. I believe it is a result of the bad language used on some blogs or the fact that Siby had links to game that Fenwick didn't know how to block. However, I was under the impression that Herr Nieto enjoyed reading the blogs, and I know for a fact that he has one of his own. This seems like an odd move for Fenwick, but they have blocked stranger things. Besides, their motto is: "We must only use our power to annoy!" Stupid censorship! It's like living in Mother Russia.

Here's my funny story of the day:
We were spending Thursday's study hall in the library, when Dr. Lordon (aka The Gerrymander aka D Lo) came up to Maria Latz and told her that "there's no such thing as a free lunch in this country." He then proceeded to force her to join the Genesis Gospel Choir because he paid her $40 Oak Park Gestapo parking ticket. This has taught me never to get myself into a situation where I'll wind up in D Lo's debt. However, now that I think about it, the first word that comes to my mind when I think of Maria Latz is gospel.

Tommorow is St. V's Day. I hear tell that Pat has a spectacular, extravagent, clever, sexy, expensive, fantabulous gift lined up for his wife. We'll just have to wait and see.

Well, I feel legitimately compelled to whine and moan. Fenwick has blocked blogspot. This bothers me, because it greatly reduces my audience of bored study hall people. And it offends me, as a memeber of the press, to have my audience restricted. Bleh.

Hello Latin Scholars! No time for a long blog, but check out the last link in "Madness", "An Oration on the Fondness for Large Buttocks". Yep, translated into Latin and back. It's hilarious.

You know what's awesome these days? People starting to seriously question George W's past and present. Every time there's another report about those missing dates in his National Guard service or everytime a columnist writes about how they feel betrayed and the Iraq war mess makes them sick, I get a little more hopeful. Until someone digs up a scandal on Kerry, or until his wife says something bad and kills his campaign, things aren't looking all that bad. Just cross your fingers and stuff the ballot box (hey, they encourage multiple votes on American Idol and I've always said our government should be run more like a TV show).

So, how 'bout those Haitians? I think that instead of worrying about some arbatrary comment made in GTA: Vice City (a video game, mind you) they should concentrate more on the bloody coup happening in their own country. So what if Rockstar claims the Cubans want to "kill the Haitians", when Haitians are killing Haitians, I think you've got a bigger problem on your hands.

In other news, that big "helping" quiz in English class blew big time. So much for boosting our grades. Now we need another quiz to help us out of that quiz's poor performance. That class is becoming too ridiculous for words. Let's just say that I know people who are getting a 33%. (No, it's not me.) Madness.

On the afternoon of the fifth day look towards the East....it's a long weekend! I suggested a road trip to Oberlin, but Pat is quite the skeptic. He figures we'll die horrible deaths before we even reach Ohio. Oh well, he's probably right.

Well, you could say today has been a bit up and down.

OR, you could say today has been an emotional tour de force of epic proportions.

OR, you could say "On the first page of War of the Worlds, there is ejaculate," as Kohout so eloquently phrased it, after Siby said that my role is to ejaculate. Anyway, we're not sure what happened to Kohout's copy of the book, but it probably involves hot science-fiction action of some kind.

Anyway, best things first, the Scho-Bizzle beat Timmy Christian by a commanding margin, thus catapulting, nay, trebucheting us into first place in the league. James K Polk got me a tossup, for being President when America reached the Pacific. Also, we beat Brother Rice. Finally, the Greek god of love Eros will now officially be referred to by his 'hood nickname, E-Ross.

Annnd, The AMC-12 was an ugly massacre of a test. Some damn fool was in love with circles this year. Bothersome. Of course, talking about it allowed for a briefening of math class to about 10 minutes. Then we finally got started, I got picked to read, which I like to take advantage of. The key to reading dull, stodgy textbooks, I find, is emoting all over the place, with all kinds of emphasis, flying-quotes, and the cheerful energy that makes "The moving walkway is no ending," into such a truism.

In English, because quizzes have been bringing people's grades down, we get to take... That's right, a big quiz on the most boring material available! I mean, the romantics were a fairly kickass movement, but their intro is long and dense. so bleh.

And Kerry now has the mastery. People are committed to voting for the frontrunner because he's the frontrunner so he'll stay the frontrunner. That's what voting on electability means; you vote for someone because you think other people will also vote for him. Not that I mind Kerry; he did vote against the defense of marriage act, and I'm terribly fond of the gays (though not of the buttsex and all that)... Erhmm... Yeah, Lizzie and I (reminds me, I ought to link to her) shared a high-five cheering for the gay people. I don't rightly know what provoked that. Anyway, civil rights for all, miniature American flags for some.

No show today, but anything that stops Alex from eating babies can't be all bad, can it?

Sheesh...Kate's taking three martial arts classes....watch out Patrick.

John Kerry wins two more primaries and grinds the opposition further under his foot. As far as I'm concerned, the Democratic Primaries are over. Kerry wins. Now everyone support him.

So, I didn't actually go to turn-a-bout, but I was around for the after party at Dick's Last Resort. Good times indeed. Nothing like a waiter who pretends he's drunk and stoned purely for the amusement of the group. And silly hats...let's not forget those. It was a lot of fun.

Hopefully there will be radio show madness tommorow and we can make witty comments about the current state of society. And I can also unleash my John Swift-esque plan to eat babies. (A Modest Proposal was probably the most amusing thing we've read in English all year.)

And in the end, aren't we all just gooey spheres of anti-matter?

Well, things are interesting here at Oberlin. Roommate situation is definetely better than it was previously. Just got back from enrollment and class.

In breaking news Democratic presidential canidate Dennis Kucinich is going to be giving a major policy speech this Wed here on campus, and I am of course going. I want to see what a presidential canidate looks like really. I am not a supporter of his, but hey it should be a good show.

I am still trying to work out the exco schedule, I'm trying to see if I can't fit Modern Dance in. But I actually have a lot to choose from this semester: salsa, latin dance, hip hop, Nia dance, Tae Kwan Do, Aikido and Karate. Plus the swing dance exco which is a given. German is scary now- my teacher is actually from Germany and doesn't speak English very well so everything is in German, and the accent is really throwing me. The ten minute oral presentations that we are going to have to give are also frightening.

I am learning a Boston accent from my econ prof- yay to learning new accents.

I have decided that one of the upsides to Pat attending Stanford is the increased likelihood of surfing. oh and San Francisco.
So, I don't hate California, so there. I just really like everything east of Chicago and north of the Mason Dixon line.

Why does everybody like Edwards? I don't get it, I really don't. Somebody please explain.

I would like to call attention to the coincidence that after Carol Mosley Braun endorsed Dean his campaign started sliding. prophet

Current listening: Rhapsody in Blue and American in Paris-it would be incredibly cool if I could play these two on the piano. someday

I really don't like your attitude, Pat. All you do is constantly bash the democratic candidates. I mean, you won't stop calling Kerry boring, even though he kicked ass in 5/7 primaries. And if you say that he kicked ass extreme to the max!, then he sounds really exciting. Face it, this man will probably end up being our only hope against the evil emperor himself, so we should support him and pretend he's just as nuts as Dean. (Although the fact that he got so many votes supports the fact that people are ready for a sane, calmer president.

I want to see a Kerry-Edwards ticket....ohh would that draw in the votes. You'd get the silver spoon New-Englanders and the Southern hicks. What more could you want?

Of course, I really want to see a Sharpton-Dean ticket. Cause then you've got a groovy black man as president and someone completely off their rocker for the vp. Good Times.

I'm not surprised Pat has a crush on Dean. He always goes weak in the legs when he hears a healthy southern accent.

Yep. Nothing I like more than religious fundamentalism, poor educational standards, latent racism, and humidity. Kate, however, really doesn't like California. It's sad really, what with silicon valley being there and all. But I keep telling her that northern California is the calmer, gayer part of the state (not that there's anything wrong with that). And there's gold in them thar hills! Gold! erm, anyway, there's nothing wrong with the Northeast. I just think John Kerry is boring. And Edwards announced his candidacy on the Daily Show, which proves he still has a soul. I mean, Kerry is better than Gephardt or Lieberman, but he's pretty meh. Clark would have been cool, but apparently he's just not a very good campaigner. That's an angle of politics that he hasn't had any experience with.

Anyway, going back to that bit about the gay part of California, Ohio is in the process of passing the most stringent anti-gay law in the country, specifically denying marriage, civil unions and any associated benefits to gay couples in the state. One of the better quotes about the defense of marriage though:

"The institution of marriage is not in imminent danger. It survived Henry VIII and it even survived Lorena Bobbitt," said state Rep. Michael Skindell, a Democrat. "This is a message against gays and lesbians that is unacceptable and should not be sanctioned."

Heehee. Bobbitt.

And with that, I'm off to first period.

Pat has finally admitted today that he does in fact hate the Northeast, in addition to puppy dogs, flowers, and sunshine proving that I was right all along. And he has a crush on John Edwards, (he has a thing for the south)

Kate now understands cobras. and night terrors.

Radio Show today. It was most good, despite the serious lack of time. Having a show in the morning really bites; it can't run over time or else you'll be late to class. Therefore, we didn't even have time to properly disect Pat's rant and comment on his total insanity. Instead, we cut right to Weezer. Without rant disection the show definately loses something. But I don't know what it is.

So how 'bout that Super Bowl. What a game. I was rooting for the Panthers, so I was a little upset at the end, but since I don't really care about either team it was no big deal. In Boston, they rioted and turned over cars and lit fires and all that crazy stuff. You'd think it wouldn't be that big a deal considering the Pats just won the Super Bowl year before last. I guess that goes to show you that you can't trust anyone from New England.

Notice how I refrained from commenting on half-time....oh shoot...I just did.

You know what smells? English tests.

Since this is study hall and I really should be doing something else, I'll leave you with some sage advice: always wear the flag as a poncho.

Viele viele Kase.