NSN: Day WHATEVER

Who cares what day it is. I'm annoyed now. Ever since this month started, I've been getting no sleep, and my internal systems are all outta whack. I'm tired, and I'm pissed off. And I don't know what about, either. Were Khan here, I'm sure there would be a joke about teen angst lined up and ready to go. Well whoopee, I guess I should start getting my wrist knife ready.

And I just found out recently that only people with Google accounts can comment. I think it's safe to say that most people have Hotmail accounts. Gee, thanks, Google, for making our blog that much more user friendly.

At any given rate, I can't wait till December first, cause this beard will be GONE.

Kobe(s) out.

P.S. If anyone knows where I can get a 2x12 guitar amp for cheap, I'd really appreciate. Who knows, maybe that endeavor will go right.

No Shave November-->Day 7

I'm ticked off. Majorly. I'm tired of this scruff that's growing around my face. I want my baby face back. And on top of that, I had to work today. That's not so bad, it's the fact that I didn't do homework before that. Grrrr.

This no shave thing is going to hamper the way I flirt. Maybe I should wear a balaclava to school. Now that would be an experience to tell the kids.

Me: "Well, Lil Tommy and Janey, wanna hear the story of how Daddy went to prison because people thought he was a terrorist?"
Wife: "NO! WE BOTH AGREED THAT IT WAS TOO EMBARRASSING FOR BOTH OF US, SO WE'D NEVER SPEAK OF IT AGAIN!"

Yeah, that would really go well with the wife/kids/inlaws.

But at any rate, I'm glad. School's going good, life is going good, and I don't even have to be super deep or smoke a bong! (Just kidding. I don't smoke. Or drink. Or do drugs. But you knew that, right?)

However, when this month is over, I better have that soul patch I've been wanting since the age of 8... otherwise, I'm gonna murder my pituitary gland.

Kobe(s) out!

No Shave November-->Day 1

Day 1; It was weird having a smooth face again. I mean, I shave, and I keep it down, but last night, I decided to shave it ALL off (beard hair people, beard hair!), then I went to sleep without a second thought. When I woke up in the morning, my first thought was that I looked like I was in grade 7 again. It feels totally different; usually I've got a wee bit of hair so I look "older", but not scruffy.

I found out that a couple of guys at school are doing it too, and heck, some of the girls might be doing it too..though that's probably best left alone. But don't just take my word for it, gents, pass the information on! Here's the official facebook group (http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=123811471007538), so go 'head and spread the word!

May your beards grow full,

Kobe(s)

30 Days of Hair

Hey guys, it's Kobe(s). I'm sure that you've all heard about "No-shave November". I'll pretend that I can't hear the people who haven't heard it complaining. But anyway, I'm going to be doing it, so here's what's going to happen. All through the month of November, I'm going to blog about it. Each day, I'll try to have a post up about "my beard" (which I'm shaving off in like, 5 minutes). But I think that the perspective will be fun, and who knows? Maybe this will be the "Supersize Me" of online blogs.

Kobe(s) out!

A Golden Chime

Khan here, just going to drop a little poem I wrote a week or two ago. Sorry about lack of posting and such, things happend on my end and Kobes' but we are hopefully back in the thick of things.


I once chanced upon a golden, honey-suckle chime,
A clear glassed and pure but teal hymn
Never is it wise to adore such a rhyme,
Neon stars shimmering line by line.


Once upon an alkaline time,
I skated across a sea to find a pearled poem to be mine.
I met the lyrical siren under steel trees and thinking it a sign.
But it wasn’t and so we fell in love, and it was all fine.


Her eyes were love ballads, her lips were wine.
Her words all of the most eloquent scrolls, for me to dine.
Her smile a glorious symphony, her laugh music with shine.
Chapter by chapter we made due with our ocean, until it became brine.


The day came when our acorn had became a mighty pine,
Not one needle of metal, he gave us grand children of nine.

The song and the scribble gave them everything, of love there was no decline.

When all had been written and sung, we walked hand in hand to light divine.


I once chanced upon a golden, honey-suckle chime,
A clear glassed and pure but teal hymn
Never is it wise to adore such a rhyme,
Neon stars shimmering line by line

Kobe(s) AGAIN!

Kobe(s) here. Khan and I will return to posting in about a week to two weeks time. So be patient, and we promise you that when we return, we’ll have a brand new perspective on things. ADIOS AMIGOS!

You gotta love censorship...on the INTERNET!

Kobe(s) here...So what's the deal with censorship? It seems like now, it's just natural for people to censor things. Anyone from a kid who know's how to use a computer, to huge countries like China that censor, well, lots of stuff; heck, I'm pretty sure that in that country, things are censored that probably don't need censoring.

But what about schools? I know that in some schools, the things that are censored are censored for good reason. Then in other schools, things are censored that tend to annoy the students. For example, I remember going to school once and finding out that Uncyclopedia (which, to an eight grade student, is the funniest thing since Kanye on Taylor) was blocked, I was ticked! Of course, that's nothing to the reactions schools get when they block the funnest time waster on the Internet... _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. Yep, it's facebook. Of course, even funnier than the fact that facebook is blocked is the fact that people are actually trying to unblock it at school.

So I googled "schools block facebook" and the first post I got was pretty interesting. It was a kid on Yahoo Answers trying to figure out how to unblock facebook. I didn't find the question funny as so much the answer "I can't help you as far as the facebook block at school. You're at school to learn anyway. Not to do your myspacing, facebooking, etc., And who knows. You might actually learn how to defeat their blocks at school."

So maybe that's the key to surviving then. I wish this was the stuff school taught us; instead of learning acids and bases and molecular bonds...I wish we could learn how to hack past censored sites...who knows? Maybe someday I'll work for the NSA, hacking into sites and stuff :D

Kobe(s) out.