October 2006


This weekend Dan came down to Madison to brainstorm ideas about the family website.  I helped muy mucho.  I was the person they used as an example when talking about if a person were to do this or wanted to do that.   Likes i said, muy mucho.

What were some other things we did?  Ice-cream (dan and i split a half-gallon?? of chocoate ice-cream), church (catholic…its the way to go), eating out (taco johns, china moon, 2nd street diner), making supper (spaghetti and fruit stuff in which i beat the shit out of the whip cream that all the fruit was mixed in), watched Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (hilarious-priceless dialogue),  gaming (Age of Wonders 2 exp., played till 4 in the morning without turning back the clock), Newsbleep (out on wednesday at milesrausch.com), Musebleep (go Harry Potter!), and I bought 3 JONES SODA (byaaa!)!

Actually, right now i’m drinking the last one while watching The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Season 1.  Wow, does this bring back memories!

the flavors i got were root beer, cherry soda, and green apple and all have been extremely good which kind of suprised me.
The reason I have bought 3 is because for a photoshop project I need to make a front and back cover for an annual report cover for a company and i’m doing jones soda.  I need a few of them to do what i want to do.  its going to be great!

Yeah, this week is gonna be kind of full…have a speech test and have to give a speech, big paper due friday, photoshop project due next tuesday, haunted house project for drama club going on tomorrow.  I’m suppose to dress up…yeah, right.lol

gonna be a lot of studying and researching and writing going down in hur…but not now.  I’m watching a movie.

Thansk to all that made this weekend a great one!

Now its done.

Game over

My roomate just knocked his tablet off of his bunk!  Yeah, its done for and that is the second time he’s done that this year.lol

Time for a 4 hour nap.

This week Ryan and I have been staying up really really late.  I think tonite it is 3rd time this week that we’ve been up past 4 in the morning and then we’ve had 1 3:30 in the morning as well.  We’ve been watching about 1 movie a night, sometimes two and this week it seems to be zombie week.  We started out watching Snatch followed by Resident Evil on Monday night.  Then Tuesday we watched Resident Evil: Apocalypse.  Then yesterday we watched Dawn of the Dead.  Gotta say i’m not the biggest fan of zombie movies.  My favorite is Shaun of the Dead by far.  People just act too retarded and do the stupidest things in zombie movies.  They deserve to die most of the time.

This week was also our On-Campus Retreat.  The best part was the one-on-one I had with a Sister everday.  We had some pretty good talks about Heaven and how hard or easy is it to get there, Purgatory, and we talked about free will and if God really helps people defeat other people.  It was actually a lot of fun.  I love talking and listening to people talk about ther views and ideas on those things.  I should study theology, i think it’d be really fun and interesting.

well, today I had Photoshop but it was a just a work day so I don’t think he takes attendance so I decided not to go and sleep in. I ended up sleeping till 4 in the afternoon so I missed by 3 o’clock class too!  oops!

Then I had drumline at 5 and I guess we are playing tomorrow for the volleyball game.  Don’t have it memorized yet so i’m not looking forward to it.  Then I had drama club meeting which was super long and super boring.  For that i have to go to all of these businesses and try to get them to advertise in a pamphlet we’ll give to people at the performances this fall and winter.  Can’t say i’m looking to doing this job as I don’t like talking to strangers.

Then I remembered tonite that I had to have a 5 page rough draft due tomorrow morning, so once I got back to my room at 11:30 p.m. after I went to an Intervarsity bible thingy I started on that.  I just got done actually, and it is terrible.  I’m not the type of guy who does very good on rough drafts or takes them too seriously.  I tend to rewrite a lot of my paper for the real deal.  The bad thing about this rough draft is that we are going to have a conferance with our teacher over it next week so that’ll be interesting.  We still haven’t gotten our last paper back that we wrote over a month ago.

that is probably the number one thing that bugs me about college is how lax the teachers are about grading.  they hardly ever seem to get grades out right away and you never really seem to know how you are doing in a lot of classes until the very end.  It’s kind of nerve racking, especially when you think you might be teetering inbetween letter grades.

This weekend Dan is coming down so we are going to have some major family bonding going on down hur.  It’s gonna be a blast!

So Saturday was going to be the day that I went to Rausch Bros. to work.  Instead, I found myself on my way to Milbank in a vehicle full of guns and ammo with the purpose of getting a License to Kill.  This License to Kill is licensed for some unkown period of time.  Upon further review, I discovered that this license was only allowing me to legally shoot small game such as pheasants or little rodents.   I have to say I was dissappointed and a bit apprehensive when we first started our hunt.  I’d never hunted anything smaller than human before.  And normally I have an AK-47 or a sniper with some grenades and a medpac.  I wasn’t even dressed up with any cameo or face paint!

So Tom, dad, Dan Scoblic and his daughter erica and their cousin, and myself started the hunt at precisely 0101010 hours.  (that’s binary for 42 which is the answer to life, the universe, and everything).

We walked field after field after field without hardly firing a single shot.  Then we hit one field where they must have been having a party cuz the pheasants started coming out of the wood work.  I shot one, but only immediately after it had laready been shot by Mark Mcculloch who i forgot to mention above.   Although Mark may have made the killing shot, my shot made the feathers fly.

Then in another field, my dad and i shot the same pheasant at the same exact time.. After skinning it, dad said both wings, legs, and pretty much everything else in it was broken.

got home that night cold and looking forward to a hot meal.  Then that night i watched Just My Luck and then The Island.  So much for working hard.

You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we’re all about
It’s like this y’all (c’mon!)

[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

[ David Rausch ]
David! – He doesn’t need his name to be well known
He just wants to be liked whether it’s playin ultimate or diablo
He feels so unlike everybody else, super cool
In spite of the fact that some people still think that he’s a fool
But screw em, he knows the code
It’s not about the best
It’s all about life and livin the dream
Makin the posts – makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Chester’s pickin it up! let’s go!

[ Chester ]
Hey! Who is he anyway?
He never really talks at all
Some call him a ginger, other a daywalker but we do know he’s tall
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That he scores so many TD’s in Ultimate because he jumps like he’s black!
To win Most Fashionable he’s a fix
How can you not believe? Check out his kicks!
And when it comes to MVP, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of a geek

[ Reefer ]
It’s just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent bia-bia A hundred percent pimp cause Reefer keeps it real
Who would’ve thought his goatee makes him more famous than Bryan Fantana
The U of M can’t get enough of it saying “This shit is bananas”
Came back to play COD, he WILL shoot you
No lie, he doesn’t miss, and then he’ll perform the STFU
This dude is the truth, don’t ever mess with the Princess Bride
He’s known as the Reefer, your on his scope so you gonna die

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

[ Chester ]
They call him Chester or Scooter
And he likes his 1st person shooters
Got him out the dryer he’s a flame
Ask him anything he says its gay
Been trying to dunk it forever
He’s hot, a cockblock
The type woman want to be with, and playa’s hope he get shot
This year in the makin, he’s been letting us know
His boy from day one is the baller Nick Punto
Nick’s got a partner in crime, enemy’s have never been sorrier
The bad boy Jason Tyner They call him the Ultimate Warrior

[ Reefer ]
Reef! – He’s not your everyday kid on campus
He doesn’t need a car, just his legs and a bus
Makin him unlike the rest of us
People think its a common smokers name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
He just looks and laughs at them. “No”
He’s a Melee legend, from start to the end
He’ll hit you dead quicker than a shot of vodka that’s poisoned
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to giving traveling homedogs a place to rest

[ David Rausch ]
Forget David – Nobody really knows how or when he gets his work done
Cuz of that thing called procrastination
Because he, watches every movie and he games all the time
But have you seen him at work when he starts to focus his mind
The music is pounding before he reads the first line
Next thing you know he gets an A. It’s a crime.
And those BAMFs he runs with, where he spends all his time?
Ballers, without even trying, how do they do it!?

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

[Outro – David Rausch]
Yeah! Big Stoners!
D. Rausch – Styles of D’saster
Chester! Reefer! – Byaa Ballers!

Yeah, my roomate is Ryan Krcil and I found out an interesting piece of information about him at the beginning of this year.  Actually, it was an interesting piece of information I found out about his mom.

Now, some of you knowing what I mostly do in college, would probably deem me one of the luckiest guys on earth. that me and ryan rooming together was more fate than actual chance.  Some things are just meant to be and I think Ryan and I were meant to room together because it just so happens that his mom owns a movie rental store!

What do I love to do? What movies.

What does his mom do?  Get movies.

When I found that out my jaw literally dropped.  It was just too weird.

So Ryan gets a lot of candy,food,and pop from her for free.  We also decided we needed some posters for the room and we could also get those for free.   I joked that if we could get enough we could cover the walls and the ceiling with posters.  Turns out when his parents came up she dropped off about 30 movie posters as well as supplies for feasting.  Last night we spent 3 hours putting up all the posters she brought and it turned out to be just enough to cover the walls with 5 left over for the ceiling.  It is pretty sweet not having walls.  Some of the posters are really girly and stuff, but Ryan said we’ll be taking a lot of em down because around christmas we’ll be getting all new posters.
We also came up with a list of movies that had to be on two sticky notes.  We’ve been watching those at night, sometimes 2 a night for prolly the past 2 weeks now.  We watch movies in streaks depending on if we are playing ps2 or doing homework instead. Needless to say, he has quite a few movies, though most of them are at his house so they don’t help us much, but his mom did drop off about 10 movies for us to watch last time.  I guess there is more where that came from.

Really though, all I did last year is watching movies and it is one of my favorite things to do and I just happen to get a roomate with a mom that runs a movie store.

God loves everybody, but sometimes I think he loves me the most.

Last week was a crazy week for me. Not only did I dodge bullets, but I also escaped from jail. Yeah, jail.

Prison sucks, i’m not gonna lie. Its all cold, damp, and the iron bars holding you in are very hard, like iron.

My cellmate, named Ryan, was a pretty cool guy, but he gave me quite a scare our first night together. I had happened to smuggle in my 20″ tv into my cell and my cell just so happened to have a power outlet and a cable outlet. talk about lucky. Anyway, I was watching Miami Ink (fun show) and it was getting really late, when all of a sudden my roomate is like “Dave, guess we should do?”

I was like “oh no, I don’t wanna drop the soap, i don’t wanna drop the soap, I don’t wanna drop the soap” and i’m sure all the blood drained from my face.

Ryan: We should give ourselves tatoos.

Me: Whew! I was scared, I thought you wanted to…well, i thought you were gonna say… I mean, Hey, that’s a great idea!

I’ve always wanted to get a tatoo on the bottom of my forearm ever since I’d seen The Recruit. Colin Ferral had a bunch of tatoos on his forearm and they looked pretty sweet. He had one of a cross that i thought was ultra cool so i’ve wanted one ever since. If not there, i’d like ot get something pretty big on my back. I’ve also seen tats on the side of the arm inbetween the bicep and tricep which i think look pretty cool.

well, i used their wireless on my tablet which i smuggled in to look up some tattoo picks. I then drew the pics on paper, cut them out, and then traced them onto my arm. I then filled in the blanks aftewards. It was pretty sweet. It just so happened that the design inbetween my bicep and tricep is an ancient african symbol meaning “Give us us free!” and the police, seeing that and understanding the lingo of freedom gave me the opportunity to escape. they unlocked the door and walked me out of the prison and said “Go, be free, you will always be a friend of these police and police everywhere, you are are free”

So, all in all I didn’t actually sneak out of prison, I got a get out of jail free tatoo which is way better than the cards.

Monopoly aint got nothin on me!

Days later I found out Ryan, my cellmate, was convicted as a terrorist. It turned out that when he did his tatoo, RK his initials, he accidentaly messed up a little giving the tatoo some extra lines and dots that in terrorist writing means “Death to America!” Oops!

sucks to be him! Why? Because it sucks to be him!

Forearm tatoo - crossarm tatootatooschillin with tats

P.S.S – Ryan actually never gave himself a tatoo or even suggested it.  I kinda made that up.

So yesterday I was sitting in Speech class surfing the net when I decided that “Hey, I should really catch up on my MCOM (my internet class).

I was currently 6 homework assignments behind because we didn’t have to do them until the cutoff date. Now this date, not specificly specified in the syllables, strongly suggested in my mind that all assignments are cutoff right before the final. This view was also agreed upon by my roomate who’s last years roomate’s online class had the same cutoff rule.

Upon looking for the assignments in order to do them, I discovered that they were unaccessible, hence, they were “cutoff”

Son of a gun!

So I had 6 homework assignments that I recieved zeros on meaning 150 points out of a possible 900 were gone. If I aced every single assigment that was left I would recieve an 83%. Now, I know I will not be perfect in my work of MCOM so I am basically screwed. If were are talking C range, I’m thinking W(ithdrawl) range. WWLD?

She would most definitely sleep it off. Well, I can’t do that mom! Nope, not me. I’m a baller and Jason Tyner is the Ultimate Warrior!

You guys are probably saying to yourself ” You are sooooo unlike your brother Dan. Where is the discipline? Where are the smarts? Why wouldn’t you find out the forizzle cutoff date by simply e-mailing your prof?” You all probably think procrastinating has finally caught up with me. That I didn’t procrastinate smartly.

Well, Amen I say to you, David works in mysterious ways. Mysterious GENIOUS ways.

I went and visited my Professor Laflin. My professor Laflin is a man I had never met, nor had ever seen before on this earth. I came in, told him my name, and he couldn’t resist trying to be my best friend.

At once he was like “David, please have a seat.” He said it in such a way that I knew things were going to be A-Okay, like that one time when my mom said she loved me and meant it. *sigh*

Obviously he had heard of me from how famous I am within the entire galaxy of existence. Well, we both sat down and I told him my story, he told me of his trials and tribulations of running the class, and then it was decided that, Hey, why don’t we act like those 6 assignments never happened.

I just got out of doing 6 homework assignments by doing what I do best, procrastination. Byaaa!

So you see, I am dumb, but I am not so dumb.

You guys can keep your smarts, you can keep your disciplined ways, but I’m keeping it real.

Life ain’t got nothing on me.
Life is the matrix, my name is Neo, and I can dodge bullets.