Archive for February, 2009

By the way, Mario Kart is AWESOME

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

I cannot believe I have not told you. We have had our Wii system for a little over a year, and we received the Mario Kart and wheels from Auntie Katie and her boyfriend Mike for Christmas last year. We used to play 24/7, especially my sister Rebekah, who probably actually played about 48/14, but our wise and intelligent parents (no, I was not paid to say that) have recently limited us to one hour a day each. This new arrangement has probably made us healthier, although with all the candy we received and consumed on Valentine’s Day…

Anyway, we love our Mario Kart, and it seems to love Bekah the best. She has either okay, good, or great ranks and trophies on every cup, but a little humility and contentedness wouldn’t hurt. Every second-place race, according to Rebekah, could have been first if it hadn’t been for a number of things. When she reads this, she will say that they could have, and insist upon it, and what am I doing telling everyone she’s a bad sport who plays the blame game. That’s not what I am trying to say. And actually, she is okay with it once in a blue moon. I’m just saying, it’s one thing to enjoy winning, and another to pout when you come in second and put down everyone who doesn’t do as well as you do.

I love this game. The only way you can get trophies and good ranks and things of that nature is to play the Grand Prix, which can only be done if you play by yourself. There are four cups to start off with, each with four races. If you play Battle, there are a couple of courses you could play. I will go into that later. For now, I will write a bit on Versus and Grand Prix. If you play with two, three, or four players, you can select either Battle, something I don’t know a whole lot about, or Versus, regular races. If you pick Versus, you may pick any four races you desire. You could even play the same one four times in a row. In Team Race you earn points for yourself. In Solo Race it’s EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF! There are rainbow cubes called Item Boxes in whatever you pick. Press an arrow to activate these. A picture will appear in the corner of the screen.

In Grand Prix it’s the same, except you have to play single player, pick a single cup and have to play all the races in it, and you can get trophies. You can unlock things like characters, vehicles, and cups. You can discover the rest for yourself.

And I could come in first more often if it weren’t for those horrible bombs.

Continued

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

Hello again SarahSaid

I will be turning thirteen this year. It has, indeed, been that long. I have read a poem many times in the recent past that is a take on Little Miss Muffet. I believe that the author’s name is Guy Whetmore Carryl. Here it is:

The Embarrassing Episode of Little Miss Muffet
Guy Whetmore Carryl

Little Miss Muffet discovered a tuffet
(which never occurred to the rest of us)
And as ’twas a June day–and just about noonday–
She wanted to eat, like the best of us.
Her diet was whey and I hasten to say
It is wholesome, and people grow fat on it.
The spot being lonely, the lady not only
Discovered the tuffet, but sat on it.

A rivulet gabbled beside her and babbled
As rivulets always are thought to do,
And dragonflies sported around and cavorted,
As poets say dragonflies ought to do.
When glancing aside for a moment she spied
A horrible sight that brought fear to her–
A hideous spider was sitting beside her,
And most unavoidably near to her!

Albeit unsightly, this creature politely
Said, “Madam, I earnestly vow to you!
I’m penitent that I did not bring my hat. I
Should otherwise certainly bow to you.”
Though anxious to please, he was so ill at ease
That he lost all his sense of propriety,
And he grew so inept that he clumsily stept
In her plate, which is barred in Society.

This curious error completed her terror
She shuddered, and growing much paler not
Only left tuffet but dealt him a buffet,
Which doubled him up in a sailor knot.
Now,it must be explained that at this he was pained.
He cried, “I have vexed you, no doubt of it!
Your fist’s like a truncheon.” “You’re still in my luncheon,”
Was all that she answered. “Get out of it!”

And the moral is this: Be it madam or miss
To whom you have something to say,
You’re only absurd when you get in the curd,
But you’re rude when you get in the whey!

I found this poem very amusing and I hope you will too. No offense, SarahSaid, but I think I will dedicate this particular post, in particular, to my dear Aunt Katherine–er, Auntie Katie. Another thing: (IF YOU ARE SARAH ROSE OR ANY OTHER ANIMAL LOVER, YOU MAY NOT WANT TO READ THIS. CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED.) We were watching Man vs. Wild, a show on the Discovery Channel where situations are presented to a man named Bear Grylls, who displays basic survival skills for that very particular situation. In one episode, he had found a sheep, a recently deceased sheep, but a sheep nonetheless. He skinned it, both for some of the meat and for the skin and fleece. He created a fire and placed the beautiful flank meat between two pieces of moss on a rock by the fire. Surprisingly, the meat was fully cooked and actually looked quite appetizing. He used the skin/fleece as a flotation device (along with being a carrier for his clothes) and a sleeper. Once, he called it a “sheeping bag”. As I am an adorer and often creator of puns, I cannot believe how I did not think of that. If you are Auntie Katie, which you might very well be, you know what I am talking about. And I hope you liked the thing about the sleeper.

Sheeping bag, anyone?

I missed you, my beautiful blog

Saturday, February 14th, 2009

Dear SarahSaid,

I know it has been a while. Coming on two years, actually. A lot has happened in the past two years. I only wish I could say everything without getting blisters and a stiff neck at the same time. To start, we joined a co-op last September called Lasting Heritage. It is a lot bigger than another co-op we did a few years ago called KONOS. I cannot remember what that stands for. In Lasting Heritage Academy, or LHA, there are about 20 families. On Mondays, I take General Science and World History, on Wednesdays I take Writing, and on Fridays I take Latin/Grammar (my personal favorite–nothing against the others, they’re great too). My time is running short, my dear Blog, and I shall have much more news whenst I write thee again. I have missed you. I hope you missed me as much. For the time being, I must conclude this report to you.

I shall see you soon.

Sincerely,
Sarah Gonzalez, your creator, and don’t forget it!!