Because You Told Me To

This is the “full monty” write up of Atlanta. I was going to do bits and pieces, but Trovar wanted a write up days ago. So here it is. Hmmmmm, chronological order or by subject? We’ll just see where things go. Subject I think…
The Fencing…
Well, I remember walking in the Venue for the first time with Trovar the day prior to the event to get body cords checked. It was huge. I was very impressed with the scale at which I would be fencing. I was greeted by Dan the man, who happily checked our cords and masks. Then we looked around the venue. I skipped around on the strips, as it was the first time I would be fencing on National strips. They were…. much much better than wooden floors, but I imagine much more expensive. The next day there was fencing.
Okay, so Mens Div III Epee. Honestly, when the venue was filled with fencers, I was a little less impressed by the size of things. I mean, we had like 120 fencers. I figure, during a closed open, there are at least 15 epee fencers who can beat me, at least 10 of them are rated D or below. So with all the good fencers out there, I was just a little surprised it seemed as small as it did. Okay! On to my Pool! Well, no Trovar fencing, he coached me all day. It was very helpful to have someone help me, otherwise I would have been really lost. But yes, my pool… Pei was probably the best fencer in my pool. This little 5′ 6” Chinese kid who had a serious toe touch thing going on. He kicked… everyone’s ass. I got my ass truly kicked, loosing all but 2 bouts. Then I waited for my DE, and was subsequently wasted by whatever seed I was up against. It was pretty bad. Oh yeah, and Tristan finished in 5th place, leaving high standards for the rest of the weekend.

Day Two, me and Trovar fencing Div III foil. So basically, the same thing. I went through pools, got destroyed, and went onto my DE. By my DE, I was starting to realize I wasn’t being out skilled, I was being out-thought. Enter Pwnage mentality. So, second period, I’m down like 7-12. Time for some of that aforementioned pwnage. Boom, malaria, just like that, the score is 9 -12, 10-13, 13-14, and then….. Well, I ended up losing 13-15, but it was a valiant loss. I scored 6 to his 3. I was reasonably happy with that, but I would have been happier to go on. Er, I should mention that Trovar sorta pwned and landed 2nd place, earning his C07.
Day 3, I didn’t fence. This was Div II foil. Trovar was knocked out after his second (I think?) DE, we made an early night of things, and for future reference, this was when we saw Yu Chan at dinner.
Day 4, Div II Epee. I was ready, ready to lay down the hurt. Not really hurt, but I was ready to win some bouts. I finally had the mindset. I was geared up for it. So there we went. Pools, I was 3 and 3, and oh snap, I was being out skilled, unlike in div III. Aside from out skilled, I was out… talled. Div II Epee fencers are freaking huge. My first DE… Oh yeah, pwned again. There was nothing for it. There could be an argument that I was ready for Div III epee. I mean, had I known what the hell I was doing, I could have done well. Er, back to Div II epee. Yeah… Not ready. I was destroyed again, but by people that we’re generally friendly. After I lost my DE, I went straight to the bathroom to cry. After I came out, someone I knew told me not to feel bad. And there is more to what I was about to say, but I changed my mind about it. Moral of the story there is that when you lose, you shouldn’t cry. The other moral, don’t tell people that no one expected better. Proverb of the tournament. There is more than one way to cut an onion (Chinese) Also, when you’re running a race, sometimes its better to just walk away and join your friends at the concession stand (not a proverb, but its from something I read last night that made a lot of sense to me). Speaking of such things, Connie, you lost the game, and same with whoever else is reading this. Oh, and Trovar totally came in 3rd and earned (actually EARNED for realz) his B07. You should probably congratulate him or something, its not exactly an easy task. Did I learn anything? Not as much as I didn’t learn, and not as fast as I should have. Yes, I learned.
FOOD!
Yes, a section just for food. This will be short and delicious.
DAY 1, Golden Buda
Awesome Awesome Awesome teh bestzorz. This would set the mark for food in Atlanta. I had sesame chicken, and it was amazing. Trovar had pad-see-me, a Pad-Thai ish plate. He seemed to like it. Service was great, and I loved the appearance of the restaurant. Clean and cozy, it was all great.
Day 2! Moe’s Mexican Grill
Perhaps the greatest Mexican chain in the south. Its the best chain food I’ve encountered. I had a burrito called a home wreaker. It was served with freshly fried tortilla chips with fresh salsa available. I had a choice of chicken or beef. It also had beans, salsa, sour cream, guacamole, and probably more, all on a flour tortilla. Very wonderful.
DAY 3! The Prime Meridian
Whoa…. Whoa, clean, crisp, white table cloth, which bottled water do you prefer? Seriously upscale for what I usually do, but it was a really nice treat. Trovar had… Prons? I think it was prons or some seafood dish. I’m sure he liked it. Tristan had the rib eye (grizzly, which I could have told him it would have been) I can’t recall what John had, but I remember him enjoying it. I figured why not go all out and get the tenderloin. I think I probably enjoyed my meal more than anyone else. It was supurb, in every way. Er, the aspargas we’re just a touch over done, but it wasn’t remarkable. All in all, a very good meal.
DAY 4! GOLDEN BUDDA REDEUX!
Yes, we did it again, and it was fantastic. Really fantastic. I had… the same thing, and I don’t regret it. It was very good. Thats where we saw the girl from florida fencing club eating alone. She was sitting alone at a table at any rate. John suggested inviting her to eat with us. Me and Trovar were all for it, but Tristan was not interested T_T. I made the decision to ask her out to dinner the next night, but thoes plans flopped anyway.
FINAL DAY! GOLDEN BUDDAAAAAAA!
I think you get the idea, the food was good, cheap, and the guy who served us all three nights was really nice. We got some bagel roles (smoked salmon, cream cheese, avavado nori and rice) and they we’re pretty good. The nori was a little on the… chewy side. All in all, another wonderfull meal of sesame chicken (yes, it was have-it-all-three-nights good).
Random notes.

Drive by laughing
After eating a wondefull meal at le Golden Budda with le famillia Strouse and Trovar, Tristan decided to do something stupid. He decided to play leap frog with a cement pillar. He darn near cleared it too, but he hit his crotch on the very edge and fell forward. Aside from the damage to his crotch and nearly running headlong into a stone wall, people saw… People in pimped out Escalades. It had spinners, extra shiney things, the works. Then the window comes down and this guy who lookes an awefull lot like X-ibit stuck his head out and started screaming. “I saw that!” and proceded to laugh his ass right off. It was one of the funnier moments on our trip.
Paper Airplanes
We wish they would fly better off 13th story balconies, but they just don’t. Trovars first plane made it as far as… the balcony one story down. At least the cookie I threw made it across the street into Olympic park.
Cookies and Balconies
I don’t plan on explaining, but it was a delicious experiment, and we when we went to recover aforementioned cookie, it was missing.
Girls You Don’t Know From Clubs You’ve Never Heard Of
No matter how nervous you are, ask them out anyway. At least if you planned to, follow through with it, or you will regret it, its only a girl after all…. who’s trained with swords…..
Sorry Yu Chan, I failed not only you, but myself as well.

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Ethan

It's me, Ethan. This is my blog. Can you say blog? Um, about me? I play D&D (and I dont think it's the saddest game in the world), I'm a writer with one and a half books on the way, I fence (currnetly F-D E-D)), and I like to go out for coffee, even though I dont like filter coffee, I strongly appose 1337, I cook and will eventually be continuing my education at culinary school, I love all my friends at fencing, yes all of them, I enjoy bowling, I want to make a mistaken experience cookbook at some point, and I just love run-on sentances. Speaking of which, I cant type very well at all so dont hound me about it. You CAN hound me if I use a 4 in pl4c3 of 4n A or a 3 in p4c3 of 4n E. So, If you join my ranty blog, feel free to e-mail or IM me.

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