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End of a Streak, Begin of a New Era

Well, the TRC didn’t win in Atlanta… They didn’t win anything in fact, making this the first event out of eight that the TRC has not won an award at. So the streak comes to an end… which is a bitter pill to swallow. That was one of my favorite statistics to quote about the club.

On the other hand, a new era may be starting for the club – more people are interested, and for the first time since the first year, it looks like girls are going to be in the club leadership. And more people seem to be catching the idea that very cool thing can be done with the club. I hope the momentum stays up.

I’m currently in Salt Lake City, having accepted a $400 voucher to change flights. AndI’m about to board, so I’m outta here!

TRC ranked 20th in the Galileo Division

After a rocky start going 1-2, the TRC won three games in a row, pulling themselves from the pits into the spotlight with three excellent matches. The reasons for the turnaround are numerous; the most important is pure luck: Our first three matches were with robots that could do precious little (which at this level is rare). Our next three partners were each capable hangers, and we routed our opponents in each of those matches with scores of 150, 150, and 110. One of these matches was with the current umber one seed, and we hope we caught their eye. We think with us and one more hanger, we could go far in the finals, just like in the pacific northwest regional.

Catch the webcast on Saturday from We could very well be in the finals and perhaps even the next national champions.


In Atlanta

Today, we met at Sea-Tac at Nine, got everyone checked in around Ten, made it though security by 11:00, and arrived in Atlanta around 7:15. We all made it to the Hotel by using the MARTA, which was extremely easy. Most of the kids went to McDonalds to eat, the “Adults” (except for Bobby and I) went to other, more expensive, better food places. I figure there will be plenty of time for expensive food tomorrow (er, later today if you’re in Atlanta) when we are traveling the city.

So far, Atlanta has impressed me. The people are generally nice, the panhandlers are gentle, and the hotel, though getting old, is well maintained and clean. And getting free internet from the much nicer hotel a half mile away through the window is nice too. Thank goodness for high power WLAN cards and directional antennas.

Tomorrow we tour the city, the center of commerce in the south. Then the competition begins. With 295 teams, the pits are a ten minute walk away from the playing fields. It will be intense, and I still have to finish my scouting program.

I am a Grammar God!

So, I took this quiz (just 20 questions) and it told me that “You are a GRAMMAR GOD.”
It went on to say, “If your mission in life is not already to preserve the English tongue, it should be. Congratulations and thank you!”
Wow, if only all godhood were so easy.
If you want to try to become a Grammar God as well, hop on over to the “ How grammatically sound are you?” quiz at Quizilla.

And that was my break between cleaning the deck and cleaning the bathroom. If it weren’t for music, I could never clean anything. Yay. Also, it appears that the strange crash my computer suffered last night erased all my bookmarks. Good thing I don’t use them extensively.

Comcast is the suX0rZ! Girls are too!

A week ago, my ping in Counterstrike started sucking like a well-paid whore. It came to a head (pun not unintended) around wednesday, when the cable modem would reset about every five minutes, and pings were between 80 and 3000 milliseconds, when the pakcet made it at all (over 25% packet loss). So I called Comcast and made an appointment. The next few days were smooth sailing. Including earlier today. And since there is a possibility the technician would have charged us money if he found nothing wrong, I cancelled the appointment. Not one minute later, my ping went back through the roof. I am holding my breath in anticipation of the packet loss (which is now starting I notice, taking a look at HLSW), the 2.1k/s downloads, and the complete loss of all internet for a couple of days, just like last time. The scary thing is, it started happening immediately after I cancelled the appointment. I’m serious. I was playing counterstirke before, and no problems. Pings of 30-50, with the occasional spike that everyone experienced. Then I found a phone and cancelled the appointment. Then I played CS again, and my ping was never better than 100 and it averaged 200-300. CS is unplayable like that at the level I play, at least. The timing makes me think conspiratorial thoughts… One has to wonder….

Now on to the next topic, girls. So, last week, on tuesday, I’m sitting in the L-lounge after my tennis class and before my DiffEq class, reading my book because there was a quiz. In comes a girl from my photography class last quarter. I didn’t get to know her very well during the quarter, but we were friendly, so we wave. She comes and sits near me, and we talk until our 10:30 classes. On thursday (the next day of my tennis class) I head into the L-lounge again (since thats what I do) and she’s sitting there. I pull up a chair and the scene repeats itself. Everyone is happy.
So, over the weekend I get to thinking, this girl and I get along, she seems interested (she did, after all, come up to me in the first place, wehn we didn’t even have a class together any more) , and she’s friggen hot. That same weekend, my mom comes and tells me about how good the showing of “Man of La Mancha” is at the Village Theater in Issaquah. So I put 2 and 2 together, and decide that I’ll be a gentleman and give the girl almost a full week’s notice instead of springing the idea on her on the weekend. Sure enough, the next tuesday, she’s there, and we talk. Right before class, I pop the question. We’ve been talking about work through in the rest of the conversation, and she’s working a lot that weekend, so I’m not put off when she tells me she has to check her schedule and will let me know on Thursday. I’m cool with that, I’m pretty flexible, and I figure she’ll probally say yes, since we’re getting along so well. Well, clearly, that is not what happened. I could have handled a No. I wouldn’t have minded. I would have backed off, gone back to friendly conversation, just enjoyed her company if she wasn’t interested in anything more. No. Its a one syllable word. Its easy to say. She probally said it a lot when she was 2. That was 18 years ago. She shouldn’t have forgetten.
But… appreantly she did. On thursday, I was a little nervous, but I figured, a no wouldn’t be so bad. I was ready for it. But instead, she wasn’t there. Poof. Gone. She changed her entire everyday routine just to avoid me. I can handle rejection, but I’m not sure what I should make of this. I don’t think I’m that revolting. Maybe I’m wrong, but I could handle even being told that. But what the hell is this avoidance routine? I think my good friends at Nada Surf said it well in their song “Popular”:

“Three important rules for breaking up
Don’t put off breaking up when you know you want to
Prolonging the situation only makes it worse
Tell him honestly, simply, kindly, but firmly
Don’t make a big production
Don’t make up an elaborate story
This will help you avoid a big tear jerking scene
If you wanna date other people say so
Be prepared for the boy to feel hurt and rejected
Even if you’ve gone together for only a short time,
And haven’t been too serious,
There’s still a feeling of rejection
When someone says she preferres the company of others
To your exclusive company,
But if you’re honest, and direct,
And avoid making a flowery emotional speech when you brake the news,
The boy will respect you for your frankness,
And honestly he’ll apeciate the kind of straight foward manner
In which you told him your decision
Unless he’s a real jerk or a cry baby you will remain friends”

Sure, we weren’t breaking up, but the same rules apply. I don’t know about other guys, but for me this is scripture, the absolue truth. I may feel hurt and rejected, but I’ll get over that. Well, I’ll get over this too, but its harder. Dumb, dumb, dumb. Combine this anecdote with evidence that Dris will soon post in a comment (don’t let me down) and I think we will have proven that women are evil. Hah!

Such a bad schedule

I maintain such bad sleeping schedule. I also found this song I’ve been wondering about and looking for forever – its teh Alan Parson’s Project’s Sirius (Listening to it right now). I think its the best anticipation music ever.

Soo tired.

Ack! Three days without a post!

Perhaps the best part of the new computer is that I’ve been able to use my Sound Blaster Audigy again. While I haven’t gotten around to setting up the 4.1 surround sound again yet, the sound quality is so much better with the Audigy than the poor, poor amps in the laptops that it is truly a different experience both in headphones and on the Stereo.

Work has been good, but it is hard to get into a homework mode afterwards. Angeringly, but perhaps fortunately, Comcast is sucking it up in the ping and packet loss department (I ran some ping tests last night to confirm that it wasn’t a wireless link on my side), so counterstrike is a pain for me and those playing me with all my teleportation.

I started work on a scouting database program for nationals. I hope I’ll get it done in time; If not, there is always the plane ride and wednesday and thursday before the finals begin. T miunus one week until we leave. I can hardly wait.

But before then, I have three photography assignments to complete and probably a bunch of computer programs to write and lots of diff.eq. to study. Fun stuff!

Last night I enabled Magic Quotes so Bobby’s Uberblog-powered site would work properly. Its unfortunate that Dris doesn’t instead use the “addslashes” function, but until that time, I’m willing to compromise.

The nieces are over for another day it looks like, and I’m pretty tired – thats what I get for my inconsistent sleep schedule I guess.