Monthly Scoop: November 2011

It’s that time again boys ‘n’ girls!  Time to realize I did far too much talking, and not enough doing.  Time for the Monthly Scoop.

To begin, I apologize for the late post.  I promise I will make it up to you.  The truth of the matter is I have a large project I’m working on, and I was hoping to be able to write the blog for it last week.

Speaking of projects - what has JonnyDStrong been up to?


Extra-Life

As you may have read, the newly founded team, Fat Chance Heroes, had their first charity event.  It was called Extra-Life.  It is a 24-hour video game marathon to help raise money for children hospitals.  We had a good time, and recorded some of the event to prove we stayed up the full 24 hours.  I am currently editing the film, which is taking a lot longer than planned.  But as soon as I’m done I will post it on-line.

The Carbon Obelisk

It stands 52” inches high, with a circumference of 105.”  Formed of three monstrosities fused into one, its root structure radiates out beyond and below the limits of mankind’s reach.  Layers upon layers of roots the size of a grown men’s thighs are interwoven into a shielding barrier that is nigh impossible to break through.  If it has a taproot, it quite likely girdles the center of the earth. 

The goliath has separated two hatchets into its component pieces, jammed the chains of two chainsaws, and snapped the shaft of an axe below the head, claiming its life.  Chains cannot pull this beast down.  A truck cannot even make it shudder.  Once in its presence, it is as though the thundering drums of the 2001 Space Odyssey rumble within the beholder’s mind.

But we will not surrender.  We will defeat this opponent through endurance, perseverance, and unfaltering stubbornness.  Its collective masses may bear a totality of two centuries or more.  It may know this land better than us.  It may harbor the strength of a thousand sequoias within the bowels of the earth.  But we will cut the arteries from this foul beast and isolate it from its reinforcements.  For every vein we gouge, it notices;  for every root we severe, it weakens. 

Yet it will feign to be undaunted, and so must we.  In our ignorance we have lost battle after battle, unaware of the war that has begun.  But I promise you, one day it will shudder.  One day it will bow beneath the pull of the chain.  One day its roots will give, and its taproot will be reveal to us.  And on that day, by Crum, we will drag the carbon obelisk from the pits of hell it clings to!