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Sunday, July 4, 2010

The most interesting day of my life

What follows is an excerpt of a conversation I had over Steam with my friend Kyle:


Knux Norris: oh yeah, I lost a kite
Knux Norris: the most interesting day of my life
Ranger203: lol
Ranger203: How?
Knux Norris: the kite had 2,350 ft of line out, we were flying it from his house, halfway down Cadiz Street by the Ralphs.
Knux Norris: Zach was tying the end to his spool, since he had gotten more line
Knux Norris: the line actually snapped in the middle, a bit behind where I was holding it
Ranger203: nice
Knux Norris:I didnt realize it, I startled Zach and picked up the stick I was holding the line on, looked back, and saw it was broke behind me
Knux Norris: we jumped in the car and went behind starbucks, saw it flying low over what probably was the upper high school campus, flying inland
Knux Norris: So we drive all the way to Pico, see it right over the baseball fields of the lower campus of the highschool.
Knux Norris: only waaay up
Knux Norris: the string goes up to upper campus so we figure It mustve gotten caught up there, so we run up the hill and to the upper field.
Knux Norris: it takes us forever to find the kite and the line, it goes up to the front office
Knux Norris: but keeps on going
Knux Norris: so we keep running
Knux Norris: we go all the way up the street outside of the school to the big dirt lot thats by the ravine
Knux Norris: it turns out the line is hooked on a spiky tree down there
Knux Norris: mind you, we had been flying it from down by the ralphs.
Ranger203: You make me really want to hang out with you guys.
Knux Norris: so, We get some tall bamboo sticks (iknowright, doing anything for the fourth?) and try to get the line
Knux Norris: but its barely out of reach. I find a tall log, and we both grab the bottom and heave but it barely misses. so Zach goes alllllll the way down the hill to get his dad, who didnt have a phone.
Knux Norris: he comes alll the way back up so say his dad is mia
Knux Norris: so we get a tall bamboo rod and attach it to the log, we use bunches of grass to tie them together, no kidding.
Knux Norris: so now its like twice as tall
Knux Norris: but the bamboo slides down along the log a bit, we heave it a couple times and the grass rope holds, and it hits the line, but doesnt snag it so we cant pull it down.
Knux Norris: SO, he calls his folks to bring the fishing pole
Knux Norris: and the kite is still flying over the school for all we know
Ranger203: (No I don't think I am.)
Knux Norris: they get here soon enough
Knux Norris: with the tackle box and the pole
Knux Norris: no no that too. he sets up a rig with a big metal tuna bait rig
Knux Norris: and he casts it over the line
Knux Norris: it spins around a few times, and im hoping as he reels it in it doesnt come unsnagged and the string pull through and the kite go nuts again
Knux Norris: it doesnt but his line breaks, on the pole
Ranger203: lol
Knux Norris: we re-tie it but it keeps breaking. as were setting it up again, I realize that I dont see the kite string
Ranger203: What strength line?
Knux Norris: I run out onto the street to see the kite once again oscar mike (I dont know, shitty and old and exposed to the sun, probby)
Knux Norris: and its over what I am guessing is near albertsons or something, just flying inland and back towards wal mart or/and the big hill
Knux Norris: so we pack up get in the car to chase this renegade kite
Ranger203: (What are you doing for the fourth?)
Knux Norris: just hanging around our houses, were gonna watch the werks down on the beach by the pier we thing, we have strobes, pop its, and fountains for back home
Knux Norris: I'll ask about what time well be goin down or/and setting things off
Ranger203: kk
Knux Norris: we go down the hill because some people say they saw a string fly by, lol,
Ranger203: lol
Knux Norris: and its totally over pico only waaaaay up, we thought it might be hooked on the eucalyptus trees
Knux Norris: but no, its hooked somewhere else, so zach calls his parents to drive down to lower campus, we walk down the hill,
Ranger203: Get a shotgun and AA that thing.
Knux Norris: theres a big skunk.
Knux Norris: walking up the hill
Knux Norris: i know right
Knux Norris: so this skunk walks into where the pumpkins are always thrown, I walk by, it gets pissed off and comes toward me with the tail up but decides to run into a hole in the ground
Knux Norris: the kite isnt on the move
Knux Norris: it looks like its over the hills on the other side of pico
Knux Norris: so by this time its about 7:30
Knux Norris: so we drive up and around albertsons parking lot, it must be hooked on a tree or something
Knux Norris: we dont see any string, but its definately hooked on something, and is flying waay up over the ravine or the hills across pico
Knux Norris: we drive up by wal mart on pico, drive down again, and can see where its at, but we drive around and know it must be snagged on something in the parking lot (hopefully not a car) but cant find the line as the sun had juuuust set
Knux Norris: so we head back to home lol its probby still there
Knux Norris: unless the wind stopped, but it flies in REALLLY low wind
Knux Norris: Today hes at church over there, he says hes gonna look for it
Ranger203: Nice
Ranger203: I hope it still is
Knux Norris: thatd be epic
Knux Norris: but yknow the wind goes nuts at night on beaches so it may have stopped or reversed direction down out to sea
Knux Norris: the wind goes out to sea sometimes at night on coasts
Knux Norris: he put his adress o it though
Knux Norris: he shouldve written "san clemente" on it

The end.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

A bit of History for you all

The 18th century was a time of rapid innovation; in the space of a single year, the two-storey building, the stage play, America, and the rocket launcher were all invented by the same man: Shakespearicles, the strongest writer who ever lived. Despite his powerful grasp of language and the ability to bench press 700 British pounds, several inventions eluded his iron grip—most tragically among them, stairs. For the next three hundred years, people who needed to get to the second floor used the only method available to them: shooting a rocket launcher at their feet. Yes, it was ridiculous, crippling, and awful, but what are you going to do? Not go to the second floor? That’s where your bed is.

Luckily, in 1857, a young bearded inventor named President Abraham Lincoln stumbled upon the answer: stairs. Unluckily, he never grasped the full import of his own invention, and died attempting to rocket jump up the world’s first staircase in his laboratory at Ford’s Theater. Horrified by this tragedy, mankind agreed never to invent anything again, turning its many scientists and scholars to that most noble endeavor, astrology.

It would not be until 1921 when hotheaded Pisces Franklin D Roosevelt, languishing in a hospital after losing both of his legs in a rocket-jumping accident, stumbled upon Lincoln’s notes and perfected the modern staircase, freeing people from the tyranny of the second floor as Lincoln intended.