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[Feb. 24th, 2007|02:23 am] |
my brain feels waaay wobbly. Earlier I had a fever of at least 100 degrees. I was so loopy that I giggled for an hour straight and had a seriously hard time standing up. Now it's 2:00am and I'm supposed to go down to C-U tomorrow and I don't know if I'm gonna make it. I think my coughing and typing is waking up Anya, who fell asleep on my couch.
Children of Men and The Departed are both really good movies. For Your Consideration is the best Christopher Guest movie yet, if you're a fan of his. I'm not the biggest, but it made me laugh at parts anyway.
I guess I'll go and blah. |
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| My mind.... is blown. |
[Jan. 30th, 2007|08:17 pm] |
Ok, so I just got a comment on this blog from my 5th grade teacher, Miss Barnett. Holy cow. For some, this might not be a big deal, but you guys have to understand that TO THIS DAY, Miss Barnett is my favorite teacher. Ever. Seriously. Just a month ago, there was this survey thingey at work (I work at a school), and one of the questions was what my favorite teacher was. I answered without question- Miss Barnett.
I am, for the first time, reeaaaally kind of regretting my decision to have my profile pic be my school picture... from the 5th grade. Miss Barnett, if you're reading this, I DON'T still look like this. I promise.
So, I got all excited (my mind WAS blown, after all), and went to google her to see if she had a blog or whatever to send a quick message, and then... realized that I didn't know her first name. So, it seems that this is the only avenue of communication.
Miss Barnett... What's up?
I have a myspace if you would like to see some grownup-type pictures of me- just use the search function and my name. I have a couple pictures of myself, my wife (of 4.5 years), and a few family members. Oh, and the annoying rap song that autoloads on my profile has lyrics by me. That's always good for a chuckle.
Anyway, hopefully you'll check back here, because you should know that you are the best teacher ever. I really mean that. I barely remember any of my other elementary teachers names, but I think of how great your class was often.
I live in Chicago. I work as a teachers assistant in a small elementary school. It's a theraputic day school (mostly for kids with behavioral and emotional disorders... it's a real trip working there.) Coincidentally, I work with 5th graders. Oh, how ironic. It all comes full circle. Glad you dropped me a line.
note: (I get a kick out of using phrases like "dropped me a line", since it's (maybe) derived from landline phones, which are sooooo old. Soon, people won't even know where the phrase came from, but it will probably still be in use. (sorry for the triple parentheses))
Well. That was cool.
In other news, I hope to have a different annoying rap song with lyrics by me up on my myspace shortly. Once Orion remembers how to use email. (jk) |
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| ok, seriously though |
[Dec. 16th, 2006|10:32 am] |
...I'm gonna post something. Yeah. This one goes out to you, Anonymous.
I still like my job, although sometimes it drains the hell out of me. For those that don't know, I'm still working at a "theraputic day school". Elementary. I work in the oldest class. 5th and 6th grade. Teacher's Aide. There are about 2 school staff for every kid, because we have kids with a lot of needs. I have identified my greatest strength as an educator, which is that I turn everything into a joke/game. Seriously, I can't help it.
I wake up at 6:30 and get home at 5, so all the headway I formerly made on my domestic life have sadly fallen by the wayside. I cooked my first meal in a while this week, and I freakin forgot how to do it right.
Anywho, I skippped bowling with my co-workers last night. Not really my choice, but Liza wasn't feeling up to it. I have a pleasant conflict with my Fridays now- I can either go out with co-workers, go out to the Baha'i open mic with my brother, or stay home with Liza. It's hard to balance all 3 possiblilities, but I like having redundant plans.
I won't be able to geek out with the Champaign-Urbana guys this Christmas, unfortunately. I really need a good geeking out- I'm starting to feel like a normal member of mainstream society. I miss you misfits.
For break, I'm going with my family to NYC. It should be fun, but I'm feeling like I'd just like some less structured time to relax and get a grip on stuff. Oh, well. Like I said, it should be fun.
I'm gonna play capcom vs snk with my bro. |
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| Enter a subject... yeah. |
[Dec. 16th, 2006|10:31 am] |
So, It has been brought to my attention that at least one person still reads this blog, so I'm gonna post. Yep. I'm gonna post a really good post. That's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna post it today. Mmmm... hot chocolate...
ok, I'm back... I'm gonna post something great. |
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[Oct. 4th, 2006|04:24 pm] |
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Yeah, so I'm gonna be in C-U this weekend. Sorry, Short Chris, unless you want to go down this weekend I won't be able to have lunch on Sat. |
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[Oct. 1st, 2006|11:15 pm] |
Yeah, Kagero is definately awesome. The premise is seriously one of the best ever. Standard video game setup where there's a large, spooky, evil castle that guys have to enter to find immortality. Only thing is, instead of playing the good guys who have to navigate the castle (a la Castlevania), you play the insane genius who sets up overly elaborate traps to kill off the lemming-like jocks who wanna roll up on your turf. Nothing says fun to me like using a false floor to throw someone into a bomb which tosses them into the fireplace.
yeeeah
Turns out my co-workers are genuinely fun to hang out with. I tried my hand at "bags" on friday at the bar. For those who don't know, it's kinda like horseshoes, but with beanbags and a box with a hole. You know, it's that game you always see the fratboys playing outside in the spring in C-U. I was streaky, but my partner rocked the house. We went 5-0.
As far as my co-workers, they're just some nice, cool people. No one's exactly my best friend yet, (I'm fairly sure some of them still don't know my first name) but someone always talks to me when I show up, so that's good enough for me. Oh, and my teammate pissed off his ex-girlfriend so bad with his trash talking that she totally hit him with a bag... in his bags. It was quite an impressive throw!
Today I did nothing, and it was everything I ever dreamed it could be. No work tomorrow! Wooo! Chris, where's that LJ page for our game? |
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| And now... |
[Sep. 27th, 2006|10:16 pm] |
it is time for me to light a fire up under LJ's ass.
So, the new Roots album is EXCELLENT. I highly recommend it to anyone who at all likes any of their previous material. I don't know if it's the label change (Def Jam) or what, but I am really digging their sound on this one. The only small drawback is that it's a little slim at 12 tracks. However, I play the first 10 songs back to back, so it's well worth it.
Got together with Chris tonight. We have a role-playing project which is almost surely going to flounder within the month. One nice thing is that Chris is going to start an LJ blog about it so that people (Paul, T-Chris) can comment.
Sorry to everyone I haven't contacted for the last 3 months. I am hopefully going to be getting back on the horse soon.
My job has sucked away my social life. No, really. I haven't done anything social in forever. It's going well.
I am hopped up on meds for ADD. They work surprisingly well. The downside is... I FEEL like I'm hopped up on meds. Like I'm hyper all the time. Except I'm not actually hyper. I just feel hyper. I guess I can't explain it any better. I'm definately less creative, but more focused.
I'm bout my biness, you could say.
While out with Chris I got Kagero 2 (ps1) for $5.00. If anyone has heard of this game, I'm going to be completely shocked. It's really good. Seriously, a lot of cool points are up for grabs if anyone knows what I'm talking about. |
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| necromancy |
[Aug. 17th, 2006|11:24 am] |
*sizzle***...
*SIZZLE-Tttt--''' P-OP!"
ZZZZZZZZZZZttt.
zzztt.
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"IT'S ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
ok, I guess it's time to bring my blog back from the dead. I have so much back up to write about that I will never, ever catch up. So I'm gonna write whatever I want. As usual, now that I think of it.
Yeah. I now have my one song with Orion uploaded onto Myspace. (Thanks again to Alex. You can now claim Hip-Hop producer status, if you couldn't already.) For the 2 of you out there who I haven't subjected to it yet, you can give it a listen on my myspace page, or else go to myspace and do a music search for "grammer factory".
I did do work on a follow-up with Orion and Noel (aka Rhetoric and Asterisk). The vocals are laid out and everything, so hopefully it will be up in the devilish landscape of Myspace Music soon.
At some point I have to ask myself... is it really MY space? Think about that. I have. I have thought a lot about this.
I'm gonna get my sis Anya to make my "family crest". I stole this idea from Ft. Awesome, of course. But forget you guys, you aren't doing anything with it. So. It's gonna be awesome. Do yourself a favor and do a google image search for "falconer family crest". You will get something like 3 results. Ok. 5000. There's one that is blue with a lion and a heart, one that looks like a ref's uniform on a shield, and one that is just some hearts. Ok.
Now.
I'm going to allow you, the readers of this blog, to vote on which crest I should use for this amazing project. Only after viewing the crests can you vote. Vote by posting on my comments. Get this:
on the upper left corner of the crest, slanted diagonally across that corner of the shield, will be inscribed the word STUPID.
on the upper right corner of the crest, slanted diagonally across that corner of the shield, will be inscribed the virtue AWKWARD
below the sheild, scrolled orthagonally across the bottom of the Falconer shield, will be inscribed the pillar EXTREME.
thus, the 3 family pillars will be present. On a T-shirt. Vote or die. |
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| Jordan and Tera |
[Jul. 2nd, 2006|11:44 pm] |
Sorry, but I officially won't be able to make it to the 4th down there in C-U. I have my interview at 9:00am on Wednesday, which doesn't leave time to do much of anything while I'm there, once you factor in the holiday travel time.
I know, I'm disappointed too. Oh, well. It was great to see you this weekend. I'll talk to you soon...
ON MY FREAKIN CELL PHONE!!!!
(yeah, it's back.) |
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| Passions |
[Jun. 30th, 2006|03:07 pm] |
Passions is the best. Show. Evar. I recently started watching it with Liza, and my life... will never be the same.
Ok, well, first of all, there's a mermaid. Except she's got legs, for some reason. And she sang a song and this green energy crap flew out of her mouth, making the target of her seduction walk mindlessly into his bathroom door for about 10 minutes. Oh, and this guy being seduced has not been able to find a shirt for the last 5 episodes. Then the old witch hiked over to her place in order to do... nothing. Seriously, that old lady's a voyeur for real.
Then, the evil, insane monk guy got taken down by the Lesbian Army. (***I'm not making any of this up***) But he had the whole temple rigged with tons of explosives if he pressed a little red button. Then he pressed it, and it didn't do anything except knock all the good guys out while he delivered his evil "next time!!!" speech.
Oh, and I got a job interview. |
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| Hmm.. |
[Jun. 24th, 2006|11:53 pm] |
in 7 minutes, I turn 26. I have no plan.
--Brent |
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[Jun. 19th, 2006|12:30 am] |
If my cell or glasses turns up, please reply here. I will go and pick them up.
*sigh* |
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| THIS JUST IN |
[Jun. 16th, 2006|01:11 am] |
Hmm... an update.
I usually find my own life stuff too boring to write about, but this time I might be able to look past that.
I will now attempt to blog my headache away, since nothing else is working.
Saw Dave Chappel's Block Party tonight. It was fairly good, although not really as good as I hoped. DO NOT get this thinking it's gonna be funny. It has a few funny parts, but it's mostly a performance/documentary a la "Rize". Actually, I liked Rize a lot more, since it was more focused, more deep, and less disjointed.
Those artists always impress, though. The performances were a very welcome break from the terrrrrrible live hip-hop performances I've witnessed in recent years. If anyone reading this is a big hip-hop recording artist, DO NOT show up to perform with 5 of your drunk boys, without rehearsing. You can view this movie if you need tips. Thanks.
Mos Def also plays the drums, apparently. There MUST be some art form he hasn't touched yet. Let me know when we find it.
Saw Amia today, after going over to Suzanne and Husayn's house for dinner. (For those who don't know, these are my in-laws, and Amia's my 2 year old neice.) Had a phone conversation with her for the first time, that was fun. She has a funny habit of nodding her head in answer to questions, not really knowing that I can't see her nodding. What an unbelievable cutie.
Went grocery shopping today, for the first time in, like, 2 weeks. I honestly think Robbie almost wept in relief.
I have finally found a game store about 35 minutes drive that I actually like. They have a large store, with a large selection of games and a diverse scattering of regulars. Of course, when I say "diverse" people here, it only means that instead of the exact same gamer sterotype repeated over and over, you will instead see a couple different gamer stereotypes repeated.
Bray, I am actually painting figs now. You'd be SO PROUD. Warmachine is a good game, thanks to Peter for the referral.
It is apparently partay city this weekend in C-U. Whoo and stuff. Chris AND Jordan are both having birthday stuff going on, and heck, my b-day isn't too far off either. (25th). So, yeah, I'll be down there this weekend fo sho. |
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| Grrrrrr.... |
[Jun. 4th, 2006|03:45 am] |
Man, that was the worst train ride ever. Ever. The thing was stuck at the track for about 40 minutes. Sitting near a guy who was literally *twitching* all over and cursing to himself. An unfortunate detail was that he was standing right under a train advertisement that said something like "do you know anyone suffering from Schizophrenia? Multiple Personality Disorder? Call now!" So, after 40 minutes of that, I got out of my seat to leave and see if I could find some alternate way... and then the train leaves without me. I get on the next train easily (since it has been stuck there for 40 minutes) but now I don't have a seat.
This train froze about 3 more times. Oh, and this loud guy gets on the car and decides he wants to tell... a joke.
"HEY, my friend just started this... HEY, lemme tell you a joke!!! What kinda... HEY listen, really! What kinda bee makes milk??? BOO-BEES!!! Then his friend promptly peed on herself and then vomited pink stuff on the other side of the car. Thank God they at least got off. The vomit was even slowly starting to roll to my side... sick. EVERYONE on that freakin packed train was drunk stupid. At one point the automatic announcement even broke and the operator had to manually announce stops. Most ghetto train ever. Then came the obligatory walk through creepsville, cemetary and all, since the Purple stopped running. It took me over 2.5 hours to get home... yeah.
Oh, I was at Chris' "birthday party", by the way. It was fun. Although only me and Helen showed up. We invented a new game... the uncomfortable emotional game. It's just the next step in the evolution of the infamous uncomfortable touching game. We beat Time Crisis 3, defeating the missle-commanding blurry-sword-guy for the win.
Hooray!!! |
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| Let it be known... |
[Jun. 1st, 2006|03:42 pm] |
that I am actually crazy. If you guys could hear what I was just chanting in the shower, you'd agree.
Ok. That sounds funny, so here's a hint- I spend the first few minutes experimenting with Teradactyl noises- [i]WITHOUT REALIZING I WAS DOING IT.[/i]
That's right, my subconscious decided I needed to be making dinosaur calls without consulting me first. Then I made it into a song. About how crazy I was.
Sooo. Anyway. For all my Champaign-Urbana people- I want to come visit you sometime soon. This upcoming weekend is no good. So, go plan something for me to come to, ok?
Jordan- thanks for the call back.
--caaaawwwww caaaawwwww |
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[May. 13th, 2006|12:59 pm] |
well, last night was pretty extreme. I hooked up with 1 part my old time clique from antiquated C-U days (Mark, Eric, Nick) and 1 part people who know my brother here in Evanston (Aaron, Stephanie, Mike). I acted like a TOTAL ass the whole time. I hope I was more amusing than annoying. It's just that my opportunities to act the fool are limited here, so when an opportunity presents itself, I don't go halfway.
Attention. The following are all symptoms of Brent wildin' out. Should a wildin' out alert sound in your area, take cover immediately. DO NOT attempt to engage. Brent will only do something weird like try to play music on your thighs.
-interruption of any conversation to make a joke
-asking repeatedly if I'm a baby
-telling people (very repeatedly) to "hold me!"
-running circles around people while we walk down the street
-jumping on people, or introducing them to the uncomfortable touching game... yeesh.
-coming up with new names for all the people in the room, by which I will now always call them.
-laughter that ends in me crawling around on the floor.
yeah, all this and more took place last night. I felt a little bad when the little intimate get-together at Stephanie's slowly broke up. One girl even said "sorry, there's not enough estrogen here." Whoops.
Anyway, it was a real blast, of course. I got a tiny, little bit of freestyling done in the car throughout the night, but it had a lot
uh, chris is here. Laters. |
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[May. 12th, 2006|03:00 pm] |
HEY, JORDAN, HAPPY GRADUATION WEEKEND!!!
Ok. So, this weekend might even be a little action-packed. Today I get together with my two old roomies, Eric Jensen and Mark Egrahri. Mark called out of the clear blue yesterday, because Eric's moving to Texas to do some Teach for America. Schools right on the border. I know that the Teach program always sends people to places that are exremely challenged, so it's kind of a big deal. I'm a little scared for him, but it's a good thing to do.
So, we're gonna get together and freestyle. Yay!!! Seriously, it's been too long since I've insulted a friends beliefs, looks, parentage, and dress all to the sounds of applause and laughter.
Peter, I WILL call you soon. Seriously. And Me-zine will get some crappy poetry out of me, too.
On Saturday Chris's game starring myself, Alex and Arielle will commence. Chris never called me back, so I don't know what time. I also never got to tell him that I'm (probably) bringing my brother. Whatev.
Sunday.... crap, what was I doing Sunday? Anyone? Oh, well. Liza will know.
THAT'S WHAT I CALL ACTION-PACKED!!! IT'S MORE ACTION PACKED THAN A CHUCK NORRIS ORAGAMI!!! IT'S MORE EXTREME THAN AN EYEBALL PIERCING!!! WHAT AM I DOING SUNDAY??? WHERE AM I??? AM I A BABY???
--a baby. |
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| Stank. |
[May. 11th, 2006|12:25 am] |
well, I spoke some with Liza about THE MOST IMPORTANT CONVERSATION OF MY LIFE tonight, and she didn't agree with most of what I had to say. I got a little upset, but it's ok. Liza and I often disagree the first time we talk about something; we come from fundamentally different perspectives on some issues. I have a feeling we'll talk again tomorrow and we'll come to more of an accord on the subject.
I went outside and had a fairly miserable yet epic run in the rain. It helped. I'm running regularly enough that I may just have to declare it unblogworthy.
I need a shower, that's fo sho. |
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