Good day today.

still tired, but thats because. . .well, it's just because I've been alive today, isnt it?
went to math for an hour, then returned home and did all this weeks homework. So now I have nothing to do until next week. or i could do some other academic things. Just need to get the professor to assign me some things.
She's pretty busy this time of year though, and with her mother around, things are doubly hectic.
Dad's weekend started this evening, so he should be able to take nana off mom and I's hands for the next couple days. I had a nice time with nana today, despite how much I gripe about her.
the 2 dogs have her wrapped around their paws.
Dunno.

. . .yo. . .
pretty tired, my grandmother came today, and she tires me out. A lot.
Shes a nice lady and all, but she has dementia, I think, and she just requires a lot of patience. It just gets draining and all.
I went to Jiminy Peak in Mass., had a good time on the mountain coaster. A machine that kicks total ass and brings you to about your terminal velocity. It's self controlled, you sit in a sled with a pair of brake handles at your sides and you're on a track, you go down the trail thats about 500 meters long. Why use brakes, if you're not going to come off the tracks?
Tried the alipine slide too, but it was suck-y compared to the mountain coaster. Took 20 minutes to get to the top of Ap.Sl. compared to 5 on the Mnt.Cstr. Also, AS makes you go about 15-20 mph, compared to 60 on MC. AS makes your ass go numb too.
Really fun time, if gramma wasnt there. But I still had a good time w/ my folks.

In the world of Spartons

Hey everyone. Just another day in the world of spartons, not feeling terribly well, but thats how it goes i guess. I have some fears of the world ending, which I've had since the New Year, when I watched this History channel doc on the bible code, and some mayan or aztec thing, and they both said the end would come in 2012. With the oil crisis, this crazy texan as the prez, and the middle east in flames, the world is seeming kinda black.
By the way, the quote in my last entry wasn't all Iago, by the end I was kinda free wheelin, and I think I may have begun with one soliliquy, and ended with another. So like I said, it wasn't quite the thing I said it was.
Anyway, I think I'm going to go take a tums and a nap.
Peace out.

friends and. . .not

editors note; At T-Bones request, I leave it intact.

Hey everyone. . .just another day really, went to Flock (it's a group of Shakespeare/Aeschelus/puppet people).
I volunteered there for a few hours (1-9) making bowls, tying things together, etc.
Came home, and apparently I had a visitor at home named Jen, she wants me in a show on saturday, and being thursday night, that's rather stress inducing. For the both of us.
I was planning on being in this show, but unfortunately, there was a group of people there that I had considered friends that just turned out to be. . .men of low moral standards. . .philistines of modern society, if you will, neandertals of today; I merely await one to fall into the tar pits of our 21st century society (at least one of them will likely end up in a correctional facility with a mop on his head, being affectionatly refered to by t-bone as "peaches" and pulling up his orange junp suit, wiping his tears away, and thusly going to the medicinal cabinet to find a maxi pad).

I harbor no ill will against these people.
I only wish they had spines, and would confront me directly and refrain from their current smear campaign against mine honor. There's a great line from Othello
"'tis thought abroad that the lusty moor hath twixt my sheets performed my office, and I for meer suspicion will continue my path of anger till my cause hath been fulfilled".
Thats how I feel.

But things at flock are really great, they're a really fun crowd. A lot more fun than "peaches", at any rate.

Knight v. Samurai

editors note; this article is so cool, and amazing, that it needs no editing. At all.

Hey everyone, I have been having a debate with a lot of people lately, and I think it is time for a chat.
About swords.
About swordsmen.
About truth.
A lot of people think that if they got in a fight, a samurai would win. This is simply impossible.
The equipment for one thing. If I'm a 6 foot German with a 48' longsword and I'm going up against a 5 foot japanese man wielding the same length blade, and they're both wearing armor representative of their people, I'm very comfortable encased in steel, as opposed to a leather jacket and (not that I have anything against it) silk underwear.
People say a s. would lop off the kn.'s head.
No if the kn. is in armor, with chainmail! You can't cut through chainmail, and a katana is a curved blade, which means its great at cutting, but awful at stabbing, which was chainmails weakness.
But Sparton, you say, the kn. is heavy and slow in all that armor, couldn't the s. just tire him out?
No! Lets run down the equipment.
We'll say our Kn. is a 200 pound man at 6' tall.
His equipment weighs the equivalent of a U.S. Marine in full battle rattle in Iraq right now.
A marine, who we'll equivocate to a kn., can run at 2/3 speed, do push ups, fire a weapon, operate a vehicle, and dig a foxhole, all before succumbing to exhaustion.
But anyway, he has equipment that weighs approx. 1/2 his body.
The samurai, is a 5' man weighing 110 lbs.
Under a katana, the shorter sword, the knife, the silk underwear, the leather, his equipment comes in at about 50 lbs.
So, their equipment is about the same, meaning that the knight is getting tired at no greater rate than the samurai.
So no, the s. can't tire out the knight.
Lets look at the sword.
Japan is an island, and a rather small one at that. There is no steel of high quality to make a sword, so it is a POS center, with a think skin of quality steel, whereas a European craftman has the oppurtunity to get the best steel, and create a marvelous sword with it.
I can assure you, the reason so many katanas are still around is because they have employees with the exclusive job of maintaining this blade. A defeated viking tosses his into a river. Each weighs in the neighborhood of between 3 and 5 pounds.
Alright Sparton, but the samurai has been trained for years, all the knight does is hack at the bad guy, right?
Abso-freakin-loutly not!
A knight was in boot camp from age seven to 21, fourteen years of learning how to handle steel in a boot camp akin to a Fort Bragg of the 1300's.
A samuria spenta few minutes a day reading a book called "The Sword and the Mind", and thought about the ocean, while his knees cramped up in the lotus position.
So, while I know someone is going to comment on this with the opinion that I have all my facts wrong, and that No, a knight would have his ass handed to him.
But you know your wrong.

Hey everyone, and welcome to Sparton Rambles. Before you start commenting, I know I mis-spelled Spartan, and I like it that way. It's my Xbox Live gamertag, and it works well as email addresses, Darkthrone accounts, pseudonyms to escape the clutches of INTERPOL, etc.
I love video games, my laptop ("Lappy") german rock (Rammstein (pronounced "Rahm-schtein"), Megaherz (pronounced "Me-gah-herts") and Oomph (if you can't pronounce it, get the hell of my blog (emoticon here) ), and have a fond affinity for sticking it to the man, who around here is known as "Carl".
I play the regimental drum, and dabble with the violin.
Here are some things I hate:
Dubya
George W
the president
twizzlers
whining

Things that rock:
thebestpageintheuniverse.com
winning
winners
beef jerky
Halo
Halo 2
Halo 3
Chuck Norris
The Rock
Jessica Alba
Longswords.

As you can see, I am definently an authority of awesome.
Guten Tage