So…arrived in Atlanta yesterday, after a four to five hour long plane flight, during which we, er, threw Biscoff at each other and generally dicked around. And played Botticelli – I think it took us around forty minutes to finally get “Squanto”.

We met Allan’s brother at the airport and had lunch, during which we found out exactly what constituted “traditional Southern food” (not really) and Richard went around freeloading off everyone. After that we spent half an hour walking around the airport looking for the public transport system-thing, spent another half hour on the public transport system (for those who want to know, it’s called MARTA, and it’s kind of like a really well-maintained BART.)

To some people’s delight, and maybe other people’s horror, our hotel rooms connect to each other. Yes. They connect. Which means, more or less, that we can go to each other’s rooms without having to go into the hallways and knocking. This saves time, but then we get some slightly ridiculous…incidents. Just use your imagination.

Scrimmage rounds lasted from six to ten on Friday evening. We played three rounds (in proper A and B teams, for once) and had dinner, during which everyone raided Dairy Queen and Jo recorded everyone eating their ice cream cone, because eating an ice cream cone is like slightly suggestive, if you think about in a very twisted way. Also if you eat like Jeffrey. That is all I will say on the subject.

Saturday. I was woken up by Richard at seven in the morning, and when I complained that seven was too early, he responded that Jeffrey had been up since five playing Vindictus. We had breakfast, walked to the Hyatt, watched the players’ meeting (spent another fifteen minutes looking for seats) and started rounds.

The way HSNCT works, I think, is a pretty interesting system. It’s this “card system”, where every team receives a card when they check in. The cards are ranked, so if you’re a really, really good team, then you get a card very close to 1, and if you’re a weaker team, your rank is lower. So A team started out with card 31, while B team started with card 159.

Some interesting incidents throughout the day:

A team:

  • Richard brought five books. Two came up during the prelims today.
  • Sumukh got a tossup on “avocado”. Suspend your disbelief.
  • There was a tossup on “California”. A team buzzed “Texas”.
  • For those of you who remember “Njörd” (Jeffrey’s plushie shark), he went around with him as a hat today. At least three people complimented him on it, with at least two being female. This is how you get girls, people.
  • Failed a bonus on Ke$ha. Hmm.

B team:

  • We met this one-man team under the name “Hamilton Academical”, who played with his teammate, a miniature plushie penguin named Constantine XI, named after the Byzantine emperor.
  • Our third round (out of ten played) was against this team from Louisiana. I noticed that one of the girls watching them had a Mokuna plushie. That aside, it wasn’t a great round, especially because apparently everyone heard Jonathan say “four” instead of “four hundred.” It just….I mean, what.
  • I forgot who wrote the Pillow Book. (Sei Shonagon, according to the moderator.)
  • Neil got the “Journey to the West” tossup. A big fat fail to Jonathan and Allan, no offense. Should have powered that one.
  • My one regret for this tournament is that I did not get the Justin Bieber tossup. Sigh.
  • B team cannot do lit. Like, we just cannot do lit. Unless it’s Chinese, of course.

Miscellaneous:

  • Jeffrey and Jo fought a nerf gun war during lunch today. It consisted of Jo hiding in closets, Jeffrey hiding behind beds, Jo hiding in hallways, Jeffrey running around shooting people with darts, etc, etc.
  • This one team zeroed a bonus on samurai. I think the highlight was some girl on their team saying “katakana” instead of “katana”.
  • The conference room labeled “Chicago E” is known as the “totally swank” room amongst MSJ players. Why? There is modern furniture, a massive widescreen television, not to mention a kitchenette. Pretty swank, huh.

So, at the end of preliminaries, MSJ A has won seven games and lost three, while MSJ B won six and lost four. This means, in other words, that both our A and B teams are going to the playoff rounds tomorrow. MSJ A’s first match tomorrow is against Dunbar A, while MSJ B is playing Lahoya A for our first match tomorrow.

Television in Atlanta is pretty interesting. We spent most of today watching that tooth fairy movie, and most of tonight watching Adult Swim. Our after-prelims dinner consisted of everyone either ordering pasta or pizza, epic word games, “is this Black Magic” becoming a miniature meme, and three rounds of Mafia.

So, tomorrow we have to be ready to start rounds at eight thirty, again. Wish us luck, and here I am hoping that everyone’s going to get plenty of coffee.

Highlight of the Day: We are in Atlanta, also known as the headquarters of Coca Cola. Despite this, Jonathan managed to find a bottle of Pepsi. Truly, what an achievement.

If you really think about it, it ought to be called Christmas break, seeing as Hanukkah kind of doesn’t follow the Gregorian calendar (which makes good sense) and Kwanzaa was invented by a white American college professor, or something like that. How about Saturnalia break? That sounds quite catchy.

Moving on.

I have spent my break marathoning various anime and reading old children’s series. I spent an afternoon stalking around the library shelves. The Alameda County Library’s teen branch, unfortunately, consists of a couple shelves of Gossip Girl paperbacks, wrestling magazines, old Shonen Jump, and some very dead looking bean bag chairs. I feel sorry for those bean bags. They’ve been there as long as I can remember, and will likely continue to be, in the future.

The issue with the teen section is the bookshelves. They are placed so low that they are lower than waist height even for me. I suppose that they assume people are only looking at the books placed on top of the shelves, which are spaced quite far apart, or that people just don’t read the books in the teen section regardless. Both of which are probably true. The most interesting thing I found was an old gaming magazine with an article about the Portal 2 trailer. The waist-level-bookshelves rule apply to the “Classics” section as well. Speaking of which, what is the difference between a “Teen Classic” and a “Classic”? Is a teen classic a classic that only teens read, since it is a “traditional rite of passage” and adults apparently don’t read Steinbeck anymore, English teachers being exceptions? Ridiculous. “Teen Classic” my foot.

The Children of the Lamp series (which does happen to be found in the Mission library, it just is never checked out) is evidently now all the way to book six. From what I can tell, book four is set in China, book five in the Andes (amongst ancient Incan ruins) and book six is titled the “Five Fakirs of Faizabad”. Interpret that however you wish. Fortunately, Philip Kerr has not lost his touch, unlike other authors – the twins are still the twins, Nimrod is still delightfully flamboyant and British, and Groanin is still a deadpan snarker.

I miss good children’s books, really. Through careful observation of the Children’s section, it appears that Kathryn Lasky is still terribly popular, and Nancy Drew, and the Warrior Cats as well. But…but Nancy Drew is a Sue. An incredibly worse-than-Barbie Sue, at that. Then again, Nancy’s boyfriend retained his manly bits, so she does hold a bit of an advantage over our favorite anorexic plastic blonde. Don’t even get me started on Warriors. Erin Hunter is an extremely uncreative pseudonym to boot. Her cats should start communing with their starry ancestors by smoking pot (much like a certain policy debate captain’s dream) – now that would make them excellent role models.

On a completely different note, I ought to change the name of this blog. The current name is just a little hard to type out and utterly unrelated to the contents, as certain people have informed me before. Unfortunately, I still lack the willpower to actually change the name, and the creativity to replace it with something else. That will have to be improved on.

Happy New Year! Watch more anime. Procrastinate more. Go complain about New Year’s resolutions and how unrealistic they are. Do your chemistry lab report. That should be about it.

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