Swaggalicious

A story about clutch

2010-01-05T19:57:00.000-08:00

Jordan Eberle.

The End

Of Mice And Men - RR Pg 1-13

2010-01-04T16:23:00.000-08:00

So far in this novel George and Lennie appear to be a couple of nomads who travel looking for whatever they can get for work. Lennie is a mentally handicapped and clearly unstable man whereas George is a very caring man who chooses to look after Lennie even though it causes him much grief. The two men are currently headed to try to get work at a nearby town. Lennie has this weird mouse fetish and he enjoys stroking them more than anything else in the world... even if they're dead; this a very unhealthy habit. George allows him to keep the mice but only for a short period of time as when they begin to deteriorate they become diseased and could get both of the men killed. George is now beginning to get quite frustrated with Lennie and is bringing his anger out and unloading on Lennie which makes him feel horrible that he is causing so much pain to his loyal companion George.

Full or Minimal Contact

2009-12-17T18:12:00.000-08:00

In ice hockey contact is a huge part of the game; you really can't play without it but if you are not playing rep hockey you are NOT allowed to body check! This is understandable up until pee wee but once you are in pee wee you should be able to throw your weight around in both rep and house hockey.

Full contact really needs to be added to house hockey because currently the amount of contact you can make with another player is minimal at best (varying on the official that is reffing the game). It has come to the point where if you are fast and even just remotely good and handling the puck it is very easy to get around the defense because if you go outside inside the defense-man cannot just angle you off into the boards and or you just cut in because they can't make contact to stop you up.This would also really increase team play because those couple kids that are on your team that just skate up end to end without passing dangling the entire team would not be able to do this or they'd get out on their ass in a hurry; thus encouraging more team play. As a defense-man I would really like to be able to not just take those little kids that are crazy at stick handling in the corner hard into the boards and off the puck, I would also enjoy dropping the shoulder when players are receiving passes across the blue line. There was a perfect opportunity the other day that I had, we was looking backwards getting the pass, he was a bit shorter than me and off balance a little... I had him lined up and almost shed a tear knowing that this would end up being a terrible decision if I hit him; so all I could do was knock the puck away from him.

The downside to full contact would be that there are lots of people that are very bad at skating and or are quite small, which would lead to some big injuries. You would often have one or two kids in a game who just go out looking to hurt someone by hitting them as hard as they can whenever they are not prepared. Things like that would probably lead to a lot more fights of guys getting angry over a clean hit. Smaller kids would also look towards slashing because they can't hit the bigger guys.

Over all I believe that there are some problems with allowing contact but I think that it would make the game of house hockey so much better than it is now where people are getting penalties because they are bigger and stronger than other people; some guys have been getting penalties because their guy hit our guy and fell over when they were fighting for the puck, which is ridiculous.

The End of The World

2009-12-03T20:41:00.000-08:00

Earlier today I went for a routine check up at the dentist, and after the one lady does that thing where she scrapes your teeth with that sharp metal object and then does whatever it is she does the new dentist enters the room to look at my teeth, and we begin to have a brief chat.

Dentist - Hello, how are you today?
Me - Pretty good thanks, you?
Dentist - Good, so what's new?
Me - Not too much.
Dentist - So... have you been playing the new Call of duty?

Now I sat there on the chair in disbelief that my freaking dentist asked me that, and I replied:

Me - Yessir, do you?

Thinking there is no way he will answer yes to this, I mean... he's a dentist.

Dentist -Yes I do, I have it for PC.

I couldn't believe that out of anything he could have asked me he asked that, and we had a brief conversation about it and then something led to talking about Super Mario and then he left. So my question to you is: Will video games end up destroying the lives of every person in the world over the next few years? Because quite frankly we had a discussion about CoD: MW2 and I never even caught his name.

S&D

2009-11-27T09:25:00.000-08:00

Moving like a Kenyan I fly up the right side with my terminators; I go unnoticed and advance around the back; I hit the deck as I hear footsteps nearing. Gunshots are rattling the valley and, I hear someone scream "WTF was that!" I heard it too; my eyes grow wide and I jump up and sprint to get to the cabin, as I close in on my destination I hear a loud hissing followed by a very large *BOOM* it shoots me forward into the cabin wall. I lay there for a minute, I'm hurt but I can keep going, fortunatly the jack off that following me got taken out by the strike... He was also beakin' me so I decided to t-bag him and shoot at his lifeless body. Now back to buisness, I pull out my .50 cal and peek around the corner, look down the scope and see if there is anyone in the distance, I hear someone moving again and turn sharply to see who's behind me; finger on the trigger ready to go I see a figure and spray him with a quick ten rounds from my sniper. To my dismay it was just Joe, and now he is just roftloling at me. I tell him to gtfo of here and he just starts shooting around like a retarded Jap with a gun... Someone crept up on us as he was dickin' around and put a couple bullets in his head; I was going to save him but then I decided that he'd lived long enough, let him get shot and quickly pulled out my terminators clapped that guy. There was some more fighting going on in our camp so I figured now would be the best time time get the charge and arm that bomb, luckily Joe had the charge and I managed to scavange it from his remains along with a frag grenade which turned out to be very useful as I entered the cabin and cleared out a room that was gaurded by a claymore and two enemies with some big guns. As time was running low I hustled to get to the bomb and planted the charge; now it was just a matter of waiting for the charge to blow, I climb up the stairs and peek around the corner; there is one person there but dosn't appear to be paying much attention so I bolt over to him and thrust my knife into his spine leaving a bloody mess on the floor. The timer now ticking down and I take another look at the bomb and there is no one there so I fire off a few victory rounds as the bomb exlpodes causing the cabin to collapse. Now my title of "Major" is removed and I am awarded with the new fine title of " My Litttle Pwny" and we do it all again.

Top Ten Verses

2009-11-05T19:27:00.000-08:00

This list is dedicated to all those songs that you listen to just for that one verse in it; and of course the songs that you can listen to over and over again just because they are so damn good! (***All songs have been mildly censored***)

10. Pulling up the rear is "Thou Shall" By Young Buck.

They Say Thou Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill
But Rub Me The Wrong Way, N**** And I Will
Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel
Cuz N****s'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real

9. Now from "Defence" of Eminem's latest album

"I love bein hated, it great
It let's me know that I made it
I wouldn't have it no other way
I wouldn't trade it for the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
by so many other motherfuckers that ain't you"

8. From the song "Ready for Whatever" by T.I.

"ima man i aint perfect i admit it im guilty
but understand feel me i was riding filthy
cuz niggas out there plottin to rob me and kill me
500,000 erry year spent on security
my future was bright but now its gettin blury
cuz niggas in a hurry to find me and bury me
but surely God'll deliver me up out it
ima fighter till the heart i'll foreva be about it
ima father to my sons except to my community
look all that i done my good out weigh the negativity
ey mentally i was focused on not lettin history repeat itself
thats why he was kept in a vicinity
yes offically i broke the law but not maliciously
through all the publicity was anyone considerate
my position and the logic hidden my decision
but they caught me wit em now im off to prison, PERIOD"

7. Joe Budden and a bit of "Sidetracked"

"Sometimes I wanna make money,
But sometimes I ain't motivated
Sometimes I think it's overrated.
Sometimes I'm thinkin' I wasn't supposed ta' make it
But what I show is basic, I normally pokerface it. (What else?)
Sometimes I wanna make music
Sometimes I think it's jus' useless
So y'all don't hear alot of new shit
Clueless, dependin' on what my mood is.
Sometimes I wanna dress-down
I mean I wanna let-up, but'chall be let down.
I'm so easily sidetracked
I jus' lost my train of thought, but besides that...
I wanna stop somebody an' keep it real
But know that they'll understand 'fore I tell 'em how I feel.
I wish I knew how it'd feel
I swear I needed somethin' from the store.
Got a call that I jus' ignored, my day's hectic
I'm overwhelmed wit' thoughts, leave a message."

6. And now from the song "All Shall Perish" by AOTP

"Don't let your life be the aim of pure misery
Don't let this knife keep your frame on floor, shivering
This pain and strife can no longer exist to me
Don't be the cause of an unsolved mystery"

5.This verse was performed by Nas in the remix of the song "Why"

"Yo 'Kiss they wanna hide from the truth, its ya comrade Nas, right here lets go
Roll or not Blood of a panther
Why is the question, what is the answer?
Got a suggestion here's an example
Why don’t we build our own airlines, states, and highways?
Fly to Africa do some trades with Zimbabwe?
Why did Malcom’s misson die with the man?
Why aint we pick it up where he left it and carry out his plan?
Why the merger try to exclude L.A Reid?
He brought you usher, outkast, top selling CDs.
Why do half of America got aids?
Why do schools care bout ur sons braids more then they care for his grades?
Why do they hate our white t-shirts and hats turned backwards?
And why is Jesus Christ never played by black actors?
And why aint there an MC that can touch me nor budge me?
And why is the Nas the best thing in rap since Chuck D?
And why this record aint sell 5 mill yet Jada’s as real as it get
Put my money where my mouth is and do something bout this."

4. Coming in at number 4 we've got some lyrics originally from the song "Like Father, Like Son" by The Game; however he later released "Live ta Die" that features the lyrics in the chorus.

"Lord forgive me for my sins, I know it's last minute
Put the chronic in the air, a little hash in it
Spread my wings, If only I could fly
Why fight to live homie?, If we livin' ta die"

3. From the song "Crack a Bottle" by Eminem Featuring Dr. Dre and 50 Cent; the verse performed by Dr. Dre

They see that low rider go by they're, like Oh my!
You ain’t got to tell me why you’re sick cuz I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre.
I’m an itch that they cant scratch, they sick of me.
But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.
Cuz over and above all, its just another day
And this one begins where the last one ends.
Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.
I’ll be dammed, just f*cked around and crashed my Benz.
Driving around with a smashed front end
Lets cash that one in.
Grab another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado
The hell if I know.
Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions
Garage looks like Precision Collision.
Or Maaco beats quake like Waco
Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

2. This verse was performed by Celph Titled of AOTP in the song "Seven"

"Ya betta cross your T's,
Cuz we'll dot your eyes,
You can say that you specialized but Pharaohs will Optimize,
Backstage will get a ***** backsmacked there,
The macplayer like dirty south pimpslapped clap snares, YYEAAH.
Holy Paragraphs, What kind of **** is that,
I'm jesus in the flesh so this is mutha***** christian rap,
Ya'll just christmas rap, must be the secret santa,
my reindeer aim near, pierce you with the antlers,
I made em go easy, I called off the wolves oN my AOTP radio CD,
Cuz ya'll aint worthy of grenades and RPG's,
Slit throat hope you float with sardines and seaweed,
Cuz this is C-E-L-P-H demonic symphony,
Listen to the hell we make,
In a year before your kids 10th birthday came,
You didn't have to wait for candles on the cake to see the nine flame."

1. And finally: The Game -- "Doctor's Advocate" ... Nuff' said

"I didn't mean to walk away,
But I hear every word they say,
I guess my mind just drew a blank,
Like la, la, la....
Now I'm sitting in this goddamn cage,
Reminiscing about my day,
Wit' your blood all over my slate,
As the devil says, la, la, la...

Dre, I didn't mean to turn my back on you,
But I'm a man, and sometimes a man do, what he gotta do,
Remember, I'm from Compton too,
I saw you and Eazy in 'em so I started wearing Khaki suits,
I was 12, smoking chronic, in '92,
I had a choice, be like Mike, or be like you,
I made a choice, now it's be Crip, or be Piru,
Whatever I was, I was banging Gin and Juice,
Never knew back then, I'd be friends with Snoop,
Now I gotta keep it gangsta cuz it's in my roots,
So I owe you my life, when I betrayed you,
I tried to think of what the fuck, Eminem might do.
If every n***a hated him, for that black bitch track,
And n***as stopped bumping Dre after Dee Barnes got slapped,
When Doc say it's a wrap, it's a rap,
It's still Aftermath, and ain't nuttin' after that!"

FRE$H ta' D3ATH

2009-11-05T13:13:00.000-08:00

Staying fresh is not something you can pick up, it's something you're born with. You begin unique and go from there; the common misconseption is that you have to blend in but what you should be doing is representing yourself; keeping unique. Then when people hate you just let em' hate, because haters are what let you know that you are you and keeping true to what matters to you. Haters just let you know that you need to keep on rollin' and you're winnin' and never losing. When to try to be someone you're not then you're going the wrong way it's like taking two steps back when I'm just gliding down the path three steps at a time. They always try and hate but they know that at the end of the day shawty wanna ride wit me. So pretty much what I'm trying to say is: "You can walk like I do and talk like me too but nobody gonna walk wich you, cuz you can't do it like me".

WTF is with that bald spot on your head?

2009-10-08T13:22:00.000-07:00

A common question that has come up since I buzzed my head. Everyone seems to want to know: WTF is with that bald spot on your head? So here you go: It all started many years agoa in a place far far away; I was five years old and minding my own buisness when all of a sudden this massive spider creeps out from the bushes; I stood there in amazment staring up at this thing, it must have been nine feet high and glaring down at me. I bolted up my tree house hoping that I would evade the fierce creature, but when I got up there it was close behind me; I hurrily flew down the slide hoping that it would not be able to get down and then it jumped down and advanced towards me at an extremely quick pace. It was closing in and I was not sure whether I could get away so I turned to fight it when I realized that I was like not even 4 feet tall, and weighed close to 50 pounds and really there was nothing I was going to be able to do so I grabbed a large stick that was near me and I struck it across its head; knocking it back. Within five seconds it was back on its feet and prancing towards me, I was flabbergasted and didn't know what to do. I turned to it and tried to fight but it was no use it bit me on the head and began mauling me, but by this time the PO-lice were here and shot it reapeatedly in the dome. They rushed me to the hospital and there was no major harm, the only thing was I had a bump on my head for the next year and no more hair at that particular spot on my head forever... and of course this story that I have to tell eveytime someone asks.

A New Season

2009-09-24T13:28:00.000-07:00

Alas the new season of the greatest sport on the face of the planet arrives once more. Suiting up for the first time in the stanky crouded dressing room, praying that all of the equipment still fits; it does.Now standing at the gate waiting for the zamboni driver to finish the final laps I size up the other team, when all of a sudden I hear a pounding screach of a falcon! I frantically turn around to look; oh it's just Quinn makin' a fool out of himself, we all laughed... at him; he was oblivious. Then the zamboni doors closed and for many of us this was our first ice time in several months so we awkardly stood on to the ice. We all skated around trying to make sure that you were not the first one to eat it face first into the ice. After the vigorous warm up with the... um' well, poor shooting and the atrocious passing, we skated to the benches to set the lines, where we learned that between the 12 of us there was as many defensemen as goalies, a whopping duece. After a thorough examination of the players we decided that the other two players to play defense were the one kid at the back and we volunteered someone who wasn't listening, he wasn't too happy about it but he was line one D with myself. Now as we line up for the puck to drop we realize there are no referees and one of us is going to have to drop the puck at centre ice, when all of a sudden our left wing "Neeko" began to gush blood out of his index finger; he was not taken off on a stretcher but the next best thing, his own power; mainly because we didn't need a stretcher, just soem tape for his finger to stop the bleeding. He later explained that this happened due to his lack of sensibility by wiping snow off of his newly sharpened skate blades. After a series of unexciting events the puck is finally dropped, in heavy favor of our team though as it was our player to drop the puck. As the duration of the first period lags on we klutzily scramble all over the ice trying to impress the the evaluators. Finally one of the coaches calls for a short stop in play for the goalies to change to the backups; and even though we had a substantial lead, probably 12 goals for 1 against we were speculating a loss coming our way with the backup coming in. He is not a butterfly, hybrid or stand up goalie, merely a fall down goalie; you would've thought that even though he was a bit shorter than the cross bar the many years of experience and new pads almost seasonally(even though he was always the same height) would've made him an average house goalie. The puck drops marking the begining of the end, their best player get the puck, he maneuvers his way past the fowards and quickly accelreates to the wide side of the ice inside of our blue line, takes the shot, and *PING* *THUD* *ripple*. Did that really just happen? He shot it off the cross bar, off the goalie's head and into the mesh. Now we were sure that nothing good could come from having Chris in net with the exception of a few good laughs. Nearing the end of the ugliest scrimmage I have ever taken part of, we still managed to slaughter them, leaving many of them undressed crying like babies on the ice.