And a Third try!

Ok, so I'm guessing there's gonna be some readers (or not) who want some updates (Though I'll never get as great a following as the great ALJAY) so here's some stuff.

(Look for my Constantine Soundtrack Review next post, I'm having issues with the input interface of this blog)

Darn it if we need to compose a 2:30 -3:00 minute piece for Music Theory as a final. I'm guessing I'll fiddle around (literally) to get some melodies and then work with building chords around it. It's gonna have hella repeats and slow sections, tho, if I ever hope to pad it out to at least 2 and a half minutes. That's a long time to make music for!

And for those who I have not already bothered, the Berkeley Tourney was last Saturday. Ugh. I placed 26 outta 30 novices in the initial pools, and then they paired everyone up for Direct Elimination. Wouldn't you know that a good amount of us Davis Noobs were all goin against each other. I fenced Robert "Man-Purse" Toes and got my butt beaten, though I didn't come out doughnut-ed, and HE went up against the great Preston Thomas, who then beat HIM. As TC said, "We're our own worst enemy." Had a slow, slow, SLOW judge for the pools, took what seemed like an eternity to reconstruct each touch. Also had a problem with including actions called AFTER the "Halt." For instance, I'm on her right, my opponent on my left. He charges in at me, arm extended. I block and stab while he keeps going. My point lands first, his a second later, BUT our judge called halt IN THAT SECOND. The word had literally JUST died in her mouth when his point landed. Then the reconstruction:

::huge pause while the judge meditates on the actions:: "Alright, Attack from my left, parry-riposte from my right, remise from my left." (s/he gets that much right)

::gestures to the left-hand line judges:: "Did the initial attack land?"
::shaking of line judge's heads, it's a no::

::gestures to the right-hand line judges:: "Did the parry-riposte land?"
::one no, one abstain, and s/he calls abstain, so its a no, DAMNIT, line judges who can't see shit::

::back to the other line judges:: "Did the remise land?"
::obviously a yes and an abstain, s/he gives the point to my opponent, WTF!?!?::

::me, ripping off my mask:: "Excuse me! Did you call halt BEFORE or AFTER the remise?

::s/he considers again for an eternity, then:: "No......I believe I called it after."

::me, fuming inside:: ".......Alright."

Of course, this was the one and only match I won, ironic. So I probably shouldn't be bitching, but I did so badly and that was the only clear-cut problem I could see (aside from other braindead line judges, myself included). I dunno, felt like bad times. Though for a novice, I did well, so the older fencers tell me. I believe them, but I still have that bad taste in my mouth.

Enough. More Later.