Well, I don't have a lot of time right now, but here's what's up:

First day of classes today...it's really kinda sad that I went to my first one and then had the urge strike to skip the rest of them...I'm holding it off...for now.

Things on the home front are pretty good. Peace reigns in most of my relationships, so I've got that going for me, which is nice. (Caddyshack reference)

Tonight J.D. Fox and myself are calling the Drake women's basketball game against Illinois State, which probably doesn't interest anyone who regularly reads my blog, but it is a possibility to hear my voice for those of you who have not. You can check it out at drakebroadcasting.com . Gametime is at 7 for those of you within the Central Time Zone.

I was planning on trying to write something funny to put in here today cause my blog hasn't been very funny in a long time, but before I could do it Ryan came through in the clutch for me without even knowing I needed him to. He found something I wrote years ago, which he had for some reason saved all this time. Ryan, you're the man. Here they are, the rambling thoughts of the young mind of he who had not yet become KL Snow.

Oh before I start, this was Ryan's introduction to it:

This is from January 14th, 2000. It was in my saved
e-mail folder or something like that... the ramblings
of a yound klsnow... hahahaha
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and now, here it is:

I don't think I've ever had as many strange thoughts
go through my mind in one day as I've had today. So I
thought I'd send them out to all of you, maybe you'll
be amused, maybe you'll just become convinced I'm
mentally ill, or maybe you deleted them in your inbox.
In any way, however you choose to use them, have fun,
and don't abuse warped thoughts, because for every
twisted thing you think, there's a twisted person
somewhere who happened to like that idea. :)

If I ever become immortal, I'm going to go lay down in
the middle of the interstate, and wait for someone to
hit me at about 100 MPH. Then, when they stop to see
what they hit, I'm going to jump up and ask them "Is
that all you've got?"

When the first caveman saw snow, I wonder what he
thought it was. Maybe he thought "Damn, I knew that
Head and Shoulders wouldn't work."

I hope primitive hunter-gatherer type people never
move into my front yard, because if they do, my weiner
dog doesn't stand much of a chance.

I wonder who was the first kid ever to get his eye
shot out by a BB gun he was too young to have.

If it's really cold outside, and you have a runny
nose, does your nose freeze solid?

I wonder what the first caveman ever to get his tongue
stuck to a flagpole thought.

I miss the days of the old west, when towns were few
and far between, and the buffalo could fly over the
rivers with their little wings, which we later
brutally tore off in the search for a good meal.

America creates 25% of the world's trash. What do all
the other countries do with their junk?

I wish Japanese-speaking people were subtitled in real
life, like they are in movies, so there would be one
less language in the world to learn.

If evolution is a natural process, with creatures
adapting to their surroundings to make life easier,
can we expect animals to be born with tank barrels
sticking out of their heads?

I wish I had man-eating sheep. No reason, I just wish
I did.

If radiation eventually causes all the fish to grow 3
eyes, will someone someday flip out because they
caught a fish with 4 eyes?

Cordless phones may be the greatest invention ever.
Now, not only can we avoid traveling by talking to
someone on the phone, we can take that phone with us,
and avoid traveling without ever getting out of bed.

Last year, I turned 16. I counted the days until I
turned 16, because I could get my license. Then I had
to wait until almost 2 months later to get it anyway.
I wonder if, when I turn 21, they'll make me wait
until July 1 to buy alcohol too.

Humor concludes. This has been KL Snow.

Hey, update on last night's post:

Things are better. I was a little drunk and more than a little paranoid when I wrote last night's post and it caused me to overreact to a few things. It's easy to be fearless when you've never been hit and you've never known pain...after you experience it a few times you move a little quicker to defend yourself. With that said, I'm sorry if I scared anyone or brought anyone down with that post. Things are better now.

I don't have a whole lot else to give today. So I guess I'll wrap it up.

This has been KL Snow.

I don't think I've posted since the New Year so now would probably be a good chance to say I don't know it's 2004 yet cause I didn't watch the Rose Bowl. So happy extended 2003.

With that said, for the most part the previous year's extension has been good to me. New Year's in Milwaukee was nice for the most part, the New Year's party I attended with Laura was a little weak but everything else we did was fun so it all evens out.

As it turns out Laura and I parted ways on Thursday afternoon and I turned around and drove back to Appleton to pick Laura up on Friday and took her to Minocqua. Our weekend at home was awesome, spent 2 days in town and really did nothing other than play with the puppy and hang out together...very relaxing and I'm very glad it worked out that way...sadly, I won't see Laura again til we're back in Des Moines, but at least we got to spend some time together before we had to part for a week.

And, as it turns out, it's also a really good thing I brought a friend home with me. Cause I found out I don't have nearly as many friends at home as I had previously counted on. Case in point:

I hadn't heard from anyone at home since before New Year's when Laura and I arrived in town on Friday night. But I wanted Laura to meet as many people as possible so I showed up Saturday night someplace where I assumed it'd be a safe bet people would be hanging out. What I found instead was a party. Talk about embarassing. I've been telling Laura for weeks about my friends at home and when I get home, and go to introduce her to them, I'm forced to admit that the people I've been talking about for weeks planned a going away party and DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING CALL ME. I'm not asking for anyone to drag me to this party or save me a seat or a slice of pizza but generally when you have friends, and they plan something, they make some effort to contact you. It was my last night in Minocqua and all of a sudden I was really happen to have someone else to spend it with. If any of you guys read this, which I'm almost sure you won't, thanks for the fair warning. I know now who I don't have to bother to call the next time I'm in town.

I'll be back in Des Moines on Wednesday night.

Rant concludes. This has been KL Snow.

Greetings from Vesper, WI, home of...well, damn near nothing at all.

But today it was the site of day 4 of the 4 days of Christmas. They went reasonably well...no notable disputes, one very largely notable victory.

I'm not going to bore you with general tales of what I got and who I saw...no one wants to read that. I'll tell you the happy stuff and the funny stuff and if you wanna know the rest, ask me.

Friday night I was going to go see Laura in Appleton, and Friday morning I was in Wal Mart in Rapids. I needed two things. I'm not going to specify these things, but let's just say that when I got up to the cashier, a cute girl, the items I was carrying screamed two things: 1) taken, and 2) whipped. And the cute girl behind the register asks me, "Can I come along?" People shouldn't do that to me in the hours before I have caffeine. She was a cute girl and I almost said yes on reflex. As it was, it's a good thing I just laughed, cause...

LAURA AND I ARE A COUPLE NOW!!! It makes me happy. :-) We confirmed it last night. And we're still a couple even though the silverware at Victoria's was smarter than I was.

I'm tired today. I fell asleep while opening presents on day 4 of the 4 days of Christmas. Five would be too much.

I drew a Ninja Turtle yesterday...working from a template, granted, but it is nonetheless a turtle and it looks good. Maybe I'll scan it when I return to the greater DSM area.

Other people are way funnier than me today. Go read something they wrote.

Today's Soundtrack is Rage Against the Machine - Renegades of Funk. I think this soundtrack thing is going to catch on. Today I was getting ready to update my blog and I thought, "Yeah, I could do that, but I really need music first."

So I'm not going to try to top yesterday's blog, which was, in my opinion, a blog classic, with this one. I, instead, am going to try to, through constant thought interruption, which I do quite frequently in the hours before caffeine, set a record for comma usage. That's 9, (now 10) and a new record for paragraph two! Woohoo!

So yeah. The mood is generally pretty good today. Last night also turned out to be a pretty good night and I think, finally, my big issue is close to being resolved. Today also begins the 4 Days of Christmas for me. In case you're playing along at home and want to know where I'm going to be for the next few days so you can move your miniature Kyle figure around on your old "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego" gameboard, here's my schedule:

Today: Lunch with Chris and Jess
Tonight: Christmas with my mom (Minocqua, WI)
Tomorrow morning, 10 am: Depart Minocqua
Tomorrow, 12 or so: Arrive in Wisconsin Rapids, WI, celebrate Christmas with my dad and then later with my dad's family.
Friday: Early portion of day is open.
Friday: 6:15 pm: Depart Wisconsin Rapids
Friday: 8:00 pm: Pick Laura up from work in Appleton, WI. Christmas with Laura will ensue.
Saturday, 10:00 am at the latest: Depart Appleton, WI.
Saturday, 12 or so: Arrive in Vesper, WI for Christmas with my mom's family.

So yep, that covers it. Four Christmasses in four towns in four days. And I haven't even wrapped presents yet.

And I still can't dance either.

And then, all at once, boredom struck KL Snow. And therefore, having nothing else nearby to strike in the traditional "pass it on" fashion, and not quite being prepared to shave, he decided to update his Blog and then maybe write something for Snowbaseball.

The soundtrack for today's Blog update is the techno remix of Metallica - King Nothing.
(Not all blogs have soundtracks, but today mine does cause i'm trying to get Feliz Navidad out of my head. Thanks for that, Jess.)

The last couple days have been fun but a little weird...I went over 4 months without coming home and to a point I feel like absolutely nothing happened while I was gone. Everyone turned off their lights, some snow fell, and then I walked back through the door, turned the lights on, and everyone started moving again.

The Dance Dance is better at home, though. And not just a little better, either. Or maybe it's just cause I don't play it at 3 in the morning back in Des Moines, I dunno. But Morgan and I kicked ass in the overnight hours. It was fun to be able to hang out with the guys and just chill for a while. I know that's all I ever do in Des Moines but being able to pick up my habits and just travel with them and set them down in new scenery was nice.

One downside though, the homestarrunner jokes aren't nearly as funny here at home. It's a serious detriment to my ability to be funny.

The other downside to being home is that all my stress from Des Moines packed up and followed me too. I spent almost 4 hours on the phone last night and my big issue still isn't resolved. Oh, and btw - if by some odd occurance the people who tried to scam my dad concerning my student loans yesterday are reading this, pray for your soul. It will be mine, oh yes, it will be mine.

(Soundtrack change: Metallica - Seek and Destroy)
((The soundtrack actually changed like 3 other times, but this time it changed right as I was between paragraphs.))

But I guess I should probably wrap it up here, to keep my blog from becoming a bnovel or a bmultivolumeseries or just really blong. Take care, don't let the man get you down, and stuff like that.

No, wait, I can't stop now until I get this new idea on paper. Some friends of mine at home insist Santa is a wraith. A wraith is, to the best of my ability to explain it, an undead creature with ghostlike features.

Now, let's go over what we know about Santa Claus:
He watches out for goodness and rewards it with capitalist gains (i.e. presents) on Christmas or Christmas Eve or some other time. If your family celebrates Christmas at some weird time, like my family for instance celebrating Christmas the Saturday after, it's not that your family is weird, it's that Santa Claus used his wraithly powers to trick them into doing so to even out his workload over a longer period of time. Apparently this process starts in October, as Will begins receiving gifts at this time cause he's an exceptionally good boy...or something. But NO, this does not cover Christmas in July. You people who do that are just exceptionally screwed up. This year Santa Claus was nice enough to simply drop by my bank and make a deposit so I could pay my bills. I'd imagine that saves him time too cause he can probably do that on his computer from the Pole.

But aaaaaaaaanyway, now that we've got that randomness out of the way...no, wait, we're not quite done with Santa Claus yet. One more possible theory that explains the existence of Santa Claus AND the fact that we buy presents for each other. Someone (and I'd credit you if I remembered who you were) reminded me of the legend yesterday that the reindeer can fly cause they eat magic corn. Now i've heard of other magical foods, such as magic brownies, and as a matter of fact I've known some sorcerers in the past who have been so kind as to tell me what's actually in magic brownies. So if you doubt the existence of Santa Claus, I'd like you to try a little experiment for me.

Develop a deep love for all the world's good little boys and girls. (Not that kind of love, pervert.)
Decide you're going to bring them all a present in one night.
Eat some magic corn.

Here's what I think actually happens.
Santa Claus eats a lot of magic corn on like the 21st of December.
Santa Claus commissions "elves," who reside directly between the snakes and the snails, to make lots of toys for all the good little girls and boys.
On Christmas Eve, Santa eats a bunch more magic corn and goes on a "journey" to deliver all these gifts.
On Christmas morning, Santa wakes up on the floor wearing some really weird stuff he doesn't remember putting on and in a puddle he doesn't remember making.
He spends the rest of the year cleaning up the mess he made, doing things like getting Mrs. Claus' panties back from up in the rafters and fixing the hole he made in the floor when he fell climbing up there in the first place.

New side rant: Doesn't Mrs. Claus have a first name? It seems so...sexist that we know all about Santa Claus but know nothing about Mrs. Claus, not even her first name. I think we need to establish her first name. Give me some ideas.

(Soundtrack change: Disturbed - Down With The Sickness)
(Soundtrack change: Trapt - Headstrong)

OK: Back to argument #1. Santa Claus spends all year rewarding goodness and really doing little to punish evil aside from delivering them coal.

Then we have the Spectre. The Spectre is similarly wraithlike, he's God's wrath tied to a mortal soul.

(It's 3:47 and it's getting dark and it's making me sleepy. I got up at 1. How can people live here?)

Anyway, the Spectre operates on the opposite of Santa's principles. He essentially ignores goodness and punishes evil with exceptional harshness and brutality, then he banishes it to hell. So essentially, the Spectre and Santa Claus balance each other out, but if Santa Claus really is just chillin at the North Pole, eating magic corn and thinking he brings Christmas to the world, is the Spectre just chilling on the south pole doing something similar? Concept to ponder, that's for sure.

Rant concludes. This has been KL Snow.

So, lots of questions, not so many answers:

Q: How the f*ck do I actually update this blog?
A: Just keep clicking on things until you're pissed off enough that you don't really wanna write anymore. Then, right as you're giving up and ranting at people about how you wanna tell people what's going on but can't get to your f*cking blog, the answer will magically appear.

Deep breath...I think I'm done now...

(F*CK! F*CK! F*CK!)

Ok...definitely done now. Here are the real questions I face right now.

Q: Say you've got something that makes you kinda happy, but also hurts you from time to time, like, say, a quasi-relationship. Is it right to hold on and hope things will improve on their own and take the chance that they'll hurt you more instead, or should I...I mean you...just break it off before any more pain is passed across the table?

I'm struggling with this one. I'm definitely happier now than I would have been had all this never happened, but I'm also way more stressed and generally more sleepy because of everything that's taken place lately. I'm not so sure I want to go home for break with this hanging over my head.

A: ...I'll keep you posted.

Snow

So yeah. This is my blog. And after going to all the work to create a blog, I realized I don't really have anything to say that merits appearance in a blog right now.

So, bye.






Wait...are you still here? Why? Go away!

I have too much stuff on my desk. Stop wasting your time reading my blog and come clean it up.

Storage post

So I need blogger to host some pictures for me, and I'm using this post to do so. Sorry if you stumbled across it by mistake.