The GKF
That’s the Grinnell Krokay Front. We’ve started playing regular games; we’ve had one a week for the last three weeks. So far they’ve all been in South Campus, playing over the tracks, but I hope to diversify soon. I just need to find a way to get everyone to Krumm Preserve, where there’s a pond. But it’s difficult, because none of us have cars. I still have yet to come up with a way to move us. Yesterday was our third and most successful game. Five of us showed up in all, most of us somewhat crazy, as we’d probably have to be: Nicole, Dan, Seth, James, and me. Last week the railroad was a big problem, because there wasn’t much snow, and if you got caught between the two rails, there was thus no way to get under the ball for a scoop shot. This week was better, because tere was plenty of snow, and no one got caught endlessly like that. Nicole and I took the lead position from the get-go, crossing the rails while the others entertainingly bogged down at the first right wicket (remember this handy diagram? It’s from June).
Dan got out first, and started coming after me and Nicole, but we were pretty far ahead. Meanwhile, Seth and James realized that they had no chance of winning and that they had picked inadequate winter gear to wear, so they forfeited and went inside to warm up. Now it was a three-person race, with Nicole and me both at the 2nd left wicket – Actually, I think “2nd outbound” is a better name for it – and Dan was somewhere around the first outbound. We decided about then that we were going to forgo the poison portion of the game, because, well, there were eight inches of snow, which would make it next to impossible to actually hit anyone else without astounding luck. We could still be playing now. The endgame came. I was still slightly behind Nicole: she was between the two exit wickets, and I was before the first one. I planned to go through, take extra shots from her, and win it. I hit her ball, and it went through the last wicket, giving her the win. Gaarh! We wasted no time cleaning up the set, and we warmed up in the lounge at her dorm. And then I carried the set back to my dorm. So much fun.
What else have I been doing? Eating ginger snaps. Learning the Dvorak keyboard layout. Writing a little. I need to write more. I’ll be writing a lot these next couple days, though, for various reasons. By the way, the Dvorak keyboard looks like this:
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It keeps the most common letters on the home row, and has other various benefits. It was slow learning at first, but I’m getting a lot better. You can see I still make wistakes, though.
I love the Iowa winter, by the way. There’s been snow on the ground since about November, as far as I can tell. In Ohio, there’ve been 50-degree days all over the place, and very little snowfall. Iowa’s pretty good, then. A trite little sentiment, but I don’t really have something deep to say about it – I just like the winter here, is all.
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Anonymous
HistoryWe finally got your cold snap. Today (Sunday) it’s not much above zero. Plus a high wind. There are some snow watches for tomorrow night. Currently no snow on the ground but it’s about to change. Micah went skiing today with the group from church and had an excellent time. Mom
Chuck
HistoryI don’t want to start up a whole new entry for this, but here’s a sample of the music I have to put up with here.
“Smoke Dat Kush” by Li’l Wayne
[Chorus:]
Yeah, and we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh [x2]
Yeah, now how ya like me now…
[Verse 1:]
Got the h** goin’ till 6
Press a button, watch the m*****f***er do tricks
I don’t know what you are on, but I’m on some new s****
While you’re b**** is on my d***, like a glue stick
I got a grill, I don’t have to get my tooth fixed
The tooth fairy would retire if I loose it
Straight out the clip, that’s how I spit like an oozey
You can’t find me ‘cause I’m lost in the music
I’m runnin’ this and I can jump the hurdles
I feelin’ like I’m racing a bunch of little turtles
Keep a bandana like the Ninja Turtles
I’m like a turtle, when I sip the purple
[Chorus:]
And I smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and I ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh
Yeah, and we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh
[chuckles] so how ya like me now…
[Verse 2:]
Buck 60 on the dash, I’mma do two
Captain Crunch, these n***as is Fruit Loops
That’s why your girl wanna f*** me and my group too
And I’mma make her back it up like “droop shoop”
I’m the Birdman Jr., I gotta do coups
I hop up out that m*****f***er, holler “suwoop”
Hollygrove 17, I’m from the zoo crew
You would think every animal in the zoo loose
(F*** with me) I’m on that screw juice but I keep my s*** together, not a screw loose
Yeeaahh, word to my Gucc (Gucci) boots, I’m higher than a new suit
[Chorus:]
Till we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh
Yeah, and we smoke that kush
Yeah, that kush
Yeah, and we ball like swoosh
Yeah, like swoosh
Now how ya like me now…
[Verse 3:]
Buck forty on a ring that I don’t really wear
But I bet it light up the night like the city fair
This s*** ain’t fair, I didn’t have to go there
But all this ice got me feelin’ like a polar bear
I’m so aware, I’m so prepared, I’m so fly I will take off into the open air
Lift off, Cristal, please, crackers with cheese
N***a please, we on J-E-Ts like Curtis Martin and whitley green
I’m… lightin’, lightin’, light the thing, light the thing, no Reggie man
[Chorus:]
You know I smoke that kush…
And I ball like swoosh [x2]
Now how ya like me now…
Anonymous
HistoryHow enlightening. Be sure to keep that from your brother. Right now I’m in a war against the Insane Clown Posse. They raise the collective conscience of humanity by their illuminating anthem, “Bugz on my BallSack”. Every other thing they sing about is equally worthy of contemplation. Details aren’t necessary but they follow along your illustrious Li’l Wayne’s lines. My weapon of choice in this war consists not of shockage but insane, contemptuous laughter. You’re not alone. Sir Isaac Newton, as a student, was disillusioned with most of his classmates at Cambridge who were only concerned with drinking and carousing while he was more concerned with proving objects fall to the ground due to something later called gravity, and not because they longed to returned to the earth. I’m sure the ditties of his day were equally enlightening. Poor Newton checked out of society and became a recluse. But you stick with your militant krokay front and you may find a bit of solace.
In all sincerity, I LOVE YOU and we, with the help of the scholarships, are paying out the wazoo for a decent place for you to live, and perhaps if it gets really bad you can go to your RA to discuss how Jay and Jeremy are torturing you with this stuff to the point that you can’t do anything else. It seems they like to torture each other but now it’s gotten rather ridiculous. Dis shiznit’s gotta stop, dawg.
Anonymous
HistoryWhy you frontin’ bout my boy an his rhymes BIATCH!? Can’t no cracker from OHIOWA just chill wit some pimp juice and put dat 9 down? Y’all need some 22’s on dat krokay cart and some bling for yo team. I say turn dat mu f*cking sh*t up!! BBBBOOOOOUUUUUYYYY!
Dave
Anonymous
HistoryGLAD TO SEE YOU ARE GETTING GOOD USE FORM YOUR CROQUET EQUIPMENT. WE ARE IN ARIZONA NOW WHERE THE TEMP IS 75 DEGREES. MAY STOP IN GRINNELL ON THE WAY TO IOWA - WILL CALL IF WE DO. GPA
Anonymous
Historyokay, the obvious solution is to GET A GIRLFRIEND!!!! The one in the newspaper photo will do. Then you can spend your time at her dorm room and rid yourself of those futhermuckers.