A room full of blood/orange juice

I like actually being able to get into work, sometimes I will just start working become obsorbed, stop thinking, stop hearing, just work, people could be buzzing be me on a busy street, nothing penetrates, then suddenly, a return to the real world, where we realize, that has all happened in a split second, nobody realized you were gone at all. You on the other hand have been away for what seems like a century, dust piled up around you. it's probably best that you weren't gone for so long, becuase then surely you tires would be flat and your gasoline would be stale, and you would be a skeleton, which would invariably be donated to an art school so later in reincarnation you could draw yourself.

Love,

The skeleton in the closet

Soccer: the key to a good offensive line(edit how to shoot)

Now keep in mind the experience I've had with forwards is much more limited than the experience I've had with defenders. but forwards mimic the defensive line in many ways, much of being a forward you can figure out by reading about what good defenders watch for, good forwards are the ones that are already there. To get a shot off, or a goal is really what your looking for you have to break the defensive line in some way. forwards need to be quick, excellent ball handlers, precise aim, and a strong shot or cross. <-- I am very sleepy so if my words aren't in the correct order, bear with me >

You know forget this, instead I'm going to tell you how to take a good shot, penalty shots, and practice. Do no practice by lining up at the top of the box and taking shots with stationary balls, you will never do this in a game so don't bother. Fine someone to either pass it up to you, or start farther back dribble it forward to the outside of the penalty box and take your shot. Do not toe punt*, Do not kick high. The most successful shots are between the knee and chest, on the left or right side of the goal, shots can be shot slightly higher the farther towards the edges your shoot. generally if you shoot high, you get carried away and the ball far excedes the outer edges of the goal, it's much better to shoot tighter, many time if you shoot lower the goalie will not gain control of the ball and it will bounce back into the box, which is far preferable to allowing the other team to get a goal kick.

(to kick the ball with the very tip of the shoe, the correct way to kick with which your toe pointed towards the ground so you get the ball with your laces.)


When taking a penalty shot you should always make up your mind whether you will go right or left while you are looking at the ground, then look up, look at the goalie, look to the one side, then the other taking exactly the same amount of time on each. If possible you want to be directly behind the ball, this will make it difficult for the goalie to determine which foot you are using and thus have a harder time deriving which side you are going to shoot too. When the whistle is blown, keep your eyes on the ball, you already know where you are going to kick it, Optimally you will aim for a spot between the back and front post about waist height, that shot, is almost garunteed to go in. you must keep your body from making an arc backwards, if you look up to far or your body weight tilts back the ball will go to high. you need to keep your weight balanced, far enough to the front that the ball stays at a consistent height.

May of these tips go for any time you are shooting, some of them are penalty kick specific, penalty kicks are pretty much the only shot that you will be taking stationary, practice them with or without a goalie, in the end you will need to at least have someone standing in the box.

there are exceptionally important things to practice as a forward, finishing, and turn and shoot.
finishing, is taking a ball that may have been deflected that is in the penalty box, you have one touch to put the ball in the goal, before the keeper or defenders get to it, a common mistake is to hit it as hard as you can, mentally you are treating it like a clear ball, It goes over. You lose. You have to think of it as a pass, keep it on low, steady, controlled, pass it into the goal.

Second turn and shoot, this is where you are faced away from the goal, there are no defenders behind you, if you were turned the other way you'd have a clear shot at goal, you have to train yourself to turn on a dime and one touch to the goal, you can do this by yourself. get a ball, turn you back to the goal, put your foot on top of the ball, turn and shoot, this will mean you need to change the balls position to put it in front you going to opposite direction, but close enough you can take your shot first touch, this is an absolute necessity, you will need this.

*One touch take a shot or make a pass with the first contact you have with the ball.

when practicing to take shots in general you really need another person to practice with you, they should cross it in for you, practice that alot, crosses are a fantastic way to put yourself in an unexpected position, next you will want to have them pass it in front of you at the top of the penalty box, as your running, and one touch* it, finally have them pass it to you from the goal post, to outside the box where you will one touch it. After practicing one touches like this for awhile switch to 3-4 touches and practice all the passes like this. Remember there will be people in your way, and other teammates to pass it to but doing these types drills will improve your ability as a forward immensely. When you are practicing try to keep your weight balanced and aim well, do not shoot over the goal, the best kick you can do is a hard shot between knee and head shoulder level, try for this when practicing.

if your shots go over you need leave farther forward when you shoot, this is keep you from pull the ball so far into the air.

If you are a wing (left or right forward) you will need to practice putting the ball in between the goal box and the penalty box, it will need to be in the air to begin with but should either drop to the ground or be head level by the time it passes the opposite post. this is an instance you will need to lean back a little bit to get the height you need.

one more thing to practice as a forward, get your dribbling up to speed, if you make a break-away you need to be able to run as fast as possible and maintain control of the ball, this means, practice sprinting and dribbling, this can be a task. The key is to keep the ball close enough to you that the goalie can't run up but far enough ahead you don't have to touch it to many time as doing so slows you down. To practice this you will need a goalie/friend to just run up on you, if they see an opportunity.

ok done. Enjoy.

Leah

forgetme?nots

It's not fair she was heard saying before she died, a bystander said that she was mumbling many things, sentences that made no sense but she said they were important. Nobody present remembers what exactly what was said. It could have been, a bank account in san juan or maybe she was carrying a winning lotto number in her purse. Maybe what she had to say would change the world but it was just never remembered it was like a dream to those people that were there, a dark dream, with blood red streets. you never can seem to remember whats important.

Soccer: the key to a good defensive line

For starters, you must decide the layout of the field
defense, midfield, forward
4, 3, 3
4, 4, 2
3, 3, 4,
3, 4, 3,

I've never met a team brave enough to go

2, 4, 4,

so as it stands you will have either
1. left, center front center, right
2. left, center, right
3. far left, left, right, far right

each set up is treated uniquely,

number on for instance leave 4 people on the back line a sweeper, stopper, and two outside defenders, the sweeper and stopper play apx, 15 feet away from each other the stopper directly in front of the sweeper. the stoppers job is to support the outside defenders, the outside defenders job is to slow the ball down as much as possible, keeping the opponent from making a run down the side and crossing the ball,

The stopper should be about 4 feet away on the goal side of the outer defender if the defender is challenging* someone on the line. The other outer defender should pull in to the far side of the penalty box's circle the stopper should go to the near side of the penalty boxes' circle this puts the defenders in optimal positions to gain control of a cross or block the player if they evade both defenders.

*challenging getting in between an oncoming playing and where their going attemption to make them lose possesion of the ball.

If the ball is coming up the center, the outer defenders should come in slightly to the outer edges of the penalty of box, until the opposing forward begins to approach the box, if the forward got past both the sweeper and the stopper the to outer defenders must come in, the midfields should at that point come back and cover the outsides, and the sweeper attempts to catch up runing to the goal, the stopper needs to cover stay 4 feet forward to pick up and attempted drop ball* or failed clears.

*drop ball passing the ball backwards to a playing behind you

the defenders should always be between the goal and the opposing teams forward, unless they are trying to accomplish an offsides trap* If a forward manages to bring it all the way down the line to go for a cross, the outer defender should be between them and the goal, the outer midfield should be watching a potential drop the stopper should be 3-4 feet closer to the goal, the sweeper 5-10 feet behind that, the center mid should cover the top of the circle, the other side mid should cover the opposite corner and the otherside defender should cover close to the back post. (at this point depending on how you are playing the middle and front line either the second center mid or the center forward should come back to part way in between the center line and the penalty box to control any ball that end up on the center).

*If you wish to put an opponent offsides you must pull all the defenders up to be even with the challenge.

On a corner kick, the outer defenders should come into guard the front and back post, the outer midfeilds should be on the outside of the penalty box, the stop and sweep should be directly in front of the goal, the center mid, should be at the top of the box.*

*dependant on position arrangement aka (3, 3, 4, -4, 3, 3,- ect)

the defenders should always clear up and out. dribble the ball to the line and clear up the line, Always attempt a controlled clear so it reaches your own teammates. if you can reach an open* teammate feel free not to clear, but even if your teammate is open in the middle inside the box, DO NOT pass it to them, if you are going to pass it to the middle make sure that they have enough time to control and pass off. the exception to this is, if you are faced the wrong direction and your teammate has enough time to clear the ball and they call for it, drop it to them, and they must kick it first touch.

as a rule you want to create depth with the defence have the person that is challenging the ball in front of everyone else, so if they get past them they have to make it through everyone else, for instance, if the ball is being challanged on the left, you want the left defender to be challenging the stopper to back them up 3-4 feet behind then the sweeper 10 ft behind and finally the right defender 10 feet behind that, they should all be spread out over the feild as well for instance in the order of challenge

forward
right
stopper
sweeper
Left

| goal |

This makes the forward break through four people, plus leaves them all to cut of the cross.
the left defender if in this position can cross the goal in time to challenge the forward once again before he makes it to the goal, at this point the midfield right mid should be crossing in front of the forward between the right defender and the sweeper to place themselves downline, the left mid, should come in behind the left defender and the center mid should place themselves even with the stopper but directly in front the the goal. so the order of challenge would be

forward
right def
right mid or stopper (dependent on whether the player goes downline or towards the goal)
center mid and/or sweeper (dependent on how close to the goal they are)
Left def.
left mid
| goal |

ok, that's all for now, enjoy :)

Leah

(maybe pics next time)

Top Ten #1

top ten letters to make silly noises with

s k l u i o b g p r

(q is also recommended but just didn't make the cut)

Natural disaster

The earth trembles underfoot, then pitches you off your feet, you sit, shocked and scared, very large particles of dust fall from the ceiling illuminated by the window, the lights flicker, darkness, you rush to the window only to see smoke and ash trying to slide in the cracks, feeling buried you wonder about the stairs but you know that your always supposed to stand in a doorway, it's structural integrity will save you from the rushing waves, you see, the island fell into the ocean, now the world is going to drown from the hundred foot waves caused by the resulting hurricane. sandstorms start in the garbage can and twirl around the room, until the dust is gone, leaving only a tornado, which escapes through the doorway so much for it saving you, it is beginning to pull up houses and it blows away from the tropical storm, which is raining frogs down, that it found in a nearby pond. you peak your head out, in the eye of the storms, it attempts to dislodge you with saline, when you arbitrarily decide to stay indoors meteors begin to puncture the roof, luckily they fizzle out if the flash flood that is where the basement used to be. baseball sized hail comes in through the holes your ceiling now contains, which is fine because they didn't hit the fridge, It's lunchtime and your hungry, you pull a fishing rod from your closet, the air raid sirens go off, damn, your bomb shelters have been destroyed, hoping your luck will hold you manage to pull in 2 salmon and a piranha. You feed your cat to the piranha's and fire up the grill. if the power was on you'd know the reason it wasn't. Godzilla, attacked the power plants causing a explosion of enormous magnitude. your house at this point is sliding down a mountain but you don't really notice because your trying not to burn the fish. unfortunately you end up on the freeway causing a 15 car pile-up before getting struck by lighting, but it's ok because it didn't burn the salmon. Which is now done, and delicious. a small group of humans stampede by, crushing the unlucky daisy's underneath their feet. half the city is burning down, but your grill fire was put out by the dark cloud over your head which covered for a cloud of locusts, your fine with it you already cooked the fish. a large vacuum implosion breaks all the windows simultaneously, it's sad because they lasted through the hail alright now they will have to be replaced and you don't think the insurance will cover it if damage exceeds the deductible. It's just another day in a post apocalyptic world, the sun already imploded, fortunately it won't actually affect earth for another 8.3168708 minutes you know apx . I have a feeling I won't be so lucky then.

That which shall not be named

I hate the herd aspect to people, how dependent they are for everyone else to tell them what they can and cannot do, I call bullshit, if you are willing to accept the consequences you can literally do anything you can physically do. Shoot someone, eat an entire chocolate cake, go to the bathroom without a hall pass, take a vacation even if the boss says no. Maybe I just don't care about work enough I never have, I've always said, if I can't go I'll leave. If they let me they have earned the right to ask me not to later, that's right ask me not the other way around, I don't have to pay my speeding ticket either, I can tell a teacher just where they can stuff it, but I must accept the results of my actions without complaint, getting fired, kicked out, so don't tell me I can't. I'll do any damn this I please, tell me it's going to suck, but I can walk away, determination, vindication, whatever you need to call it, draw your line, never let anyone cross it. I refuse to believe my job matters or my boss has power over me, all the have power over is my next paycheck thats right the one that I haven't earned yet. It is a matter of respect, I'm a person I can make my choices how ever I choose. good luck with your power trip. Have fun replacing me. people are so afraid, hahahaha live in fear mother fuckers. I die free.

Soccer

Rushing through the night, rubber gravel littering the ground, its so thick out, the liquid condensates in my lungs. my throat tightens, air enters and exits by mental force alone, my hair absorbs salt water, wet to my fingers as I brush it from my neck, RUN, rubber meets at my feet as I pound across, someone's following faster than I'm going. I try to push an extra burst from my burning legs, my side begins to cinch, I forgot to breath, halted I stretch my lungs dragging in air, again my concentration on oxygen renewed. I begin to move moving my legs unconsciously getting into position waiting for my chance, to try again.

emergency

the overwhelming feeling of darkness in the morning before the sun rises, until you open your eyes and realize it was light all along, deeply entrenched in my false reality, *snap* it finally breaks, it's irreparable, the damage has been done suddenly the sprinkle system comes on I'm drenched with noise BEEP BEEP BEEP >WARNING THIS FACILITY IS BREACHED< BEEP BEEP BEEP, running down the non-existent halls I attempt repairs, entering my password I turn off the alarm, but still have to watch the minutes count down to my imminent doom, I imaged it was preordained but if that is true I ordained it, why must your alarm clock always go off when you set it?

a strange relationship with mornings

I woke up in the dark, sometime that seemed to happen only occasionally, sometimes light sneaks through your optics before you become conscious and you wake up bathed in pale light, most of the time though I wake up with dark, flowing around me, like plunging out of water, heavy it weighs on you, sticking to your skin. you open your eyes brushing the last tendrils of darkness from your skin like a bit of insignificance. Only to take it back up wrap yourself in it once more, sinking with your lungs empty. awakening, escape is inevitable breaking out of your cocoon you spread your wings in the light, waiting for the evaporation of darkness. Free of it's it's burden I flit to the sun my wings melting, light dripping I plunge back into the ocean of dark. bubbles, turning gravity, I extend my body up to the top of the darkness shedding it from me like an unwanted blanket, I walked across the ocean finally bathed in light I forget it's presence and tense with the impact of the ground on my body as I wade through the shallows and embrace the consciousness found on the beach, happy to be alive, yet another journey to wakefulness survived

dolphins

Basking in the beautiful seconds that pass by a clock that just tells time, all the buttons in the world miss the elasticity, mechanically separating the the viscosity of the moments in to sterilized peices easily manipulated by convenience. Everyone running around with nets trying to catch the flickering moments, frantically trying to put of the inevitable a little longer, will time continue when the world ends, flowing over rocks and mountians, across stars, and suns. While the rest of us push buttons hoping time with pass us by, wishing we could accumulate it hold it in a bag, testing the shadows for hidden sunshine, time stretches out, condenses pools, drips. no mere clock, can hope to capture the end of her cloak before she flees their grasping hands slipping between, tick and tock. In the forest she heals extents time allowing merciful space to escape the ever present pieces of time, we continue to painfully seperate from expierence.

under the table

the more time I spend in my cube, the more I really want to just hide under my desk, I'm small nobody would notice, I could curl up behind my computer and muse, until someone called for me. they might see my brown and white pumas sticking out if they came in to find me. I have a very large desk so there is plenty of room of room for a small person like me, If I spend enough time down there I may begin to gradually shrink until I become a carpet person (the people that live in the carpet). Then nobody would ever know I was there, but I'd leave my shoes behind just for confusions sake. the desk would actually help block the air condition system that rains on me all day. like I'm being followed around by a dark cloud. like a cartoon in a childrens' book I would decide not to come out, dr suess characters would try to bribe me, depictions of family would come but to no avail until finally I would get a craving for chocolate cake then it would be over. I'd have to rejoin uncivilized society. For only then will I be satisfied with the amount of chocolate cake. a mayan mountain mmm, cake.!

Vividly

I wake up before the alarm everyday now, something has changed since I've been gone, where did I go, how long was I there who knows. Early morning dark, cloudy sky, dirty laundry, outside there is always commotion as if mocking me for waking up so late, Leah it says I've been up forever. I wonder if that tone woke me. I feel grimy, but comfortable look at my blankets, green and white soft, warm, I turn over turn of my alarm I've been trying to go back to sleep for days, waking dreams invade at night. a book is closer that it I imaged, I read, paying more attention to the passing time than the ink. My feet touch the ground cold, dusty, I tiptoe across the hall, and wash my face twice, I won't have to clean the table much when I get home, I eat a left over cookie, and some melon, dripping down into a plastic bag of juice all that remains of my feast, left on my car seat. I drive and fill the air, with poison rushing through my lungs disguised as space, I finally fall back asleep in my car seeing only a motion blur, grey with white stripes.

Theory of a dead man

Although not my words, very interesting isn't it, if their dead that means they didn't get everything right, so do we pay attention to their theories, or not? after all we do not want to die. So should you take advice from people who make mistakes because they learned from them or from people who haven't made the mistake because they didn't do it in the first place. One errs on the side of foolish judgment and other bitter regret the other side foolish caution and still bitter regret. Is it better to do something and regret it, or not do something and regret that. Is it better to do something irreversible that you could regret forever or not do something because you know their is a possibility for less than a happy ending, how do we judge whether he experience is worth the risk if we never take action, how can we judge if the consequences were worth the action if we refuse to accept responsibility?

Is my theory worth more because I live, or does death lend you more credibility

incredibly alive

or credibly dead?

flickering trees

I recently passed out in the back of someones car, it was relaxing a good way to get from one place to another, not at all like the bus, every once in awhile I would wake up, stare out the window for a bit, at the beginning there were these trees, and the sun was setting, the shadows where all laying down, the trees were flickering by, the shadows retained their position for miles, leaving me to wonder which was more substantial the trees, or the shadows.

quickly loud

The only sound in the entire house.. the ringing of my alarm clock, quickly my hand reaches up to turn it off despite the fact, I am not completely conscious, I sink into my feathers, the ones inside my blankets, and talk myself awake, dim grey in the whole house, barefoot, chilly, I slide into the kitchen, open and close the fridge, get a glass of water from the sink, open and close the fridge again, cold *hss*. my lunch collected, breakfast eaten, I grab my purse, gliding down stairs maintaining the silent fog, the door isn't locked so there is not click to interrupt my revere, WHOOSH!, WRRR, ow, bright, yellowy blinding sun flare, heat, I can feel it through my closed eyes, sunglasses from the top of my head slide over my eyes before I can determine the cause of the sensory assault,
recycling

Sometimes you wake up

Usually it's morning when it happens, a stroke of reality, wham, drifting in from oblivion or worse. Sound, Light, Noise, Cold, Most of the time our bodies know best, what to eat, when to drink, to sleep, breathe and blink, programs kicking in, it's over, you sink away from all of those things realizing at the last minute it's only going to come back when your five minutes are up.
you start remembering who you are, what you do, what day it is, what time it is, urgency tears you from your bed. You don't remember how many times you already been awake enough to temporize it a little longer, but it's over now the battle has been lost, now all to conclude are the terms of surrender, work, breakfast, shower, shoes, clothes, blink, car, freeway,
"Goodmorning Leah",
"Goodmorning",
"Happy Birthday."
"Thanks"

Leah

It's a Bird It's a Plane, It's a BAT(MAN)

13 ways to make animals fly
1. attach balloons
2. cow jumps over moon
3. shoot out of cannon
4. find some that have wings,
5. make paper wings
6. anti-gravity machine
7. send them to space
8. Use a flying trapeze
9. Use helicopter or Airplane
10. fly zeppelin
11. deploy parachute
12. hovercraft
13. insert fingers into pockets, pull back on feet & release

apricots and beer

I have decided to make apricot tarts. Delicious fabulous apricot tarts, with vanilla bean icecream and fresh homeade apricot syrup, that is just desert I imagine it would go great with a pale beer. I love thinking up brilliant dinner plans, I'm really looking forward to my party, Homeade pizza beer, vodka, tart, icecream, all I need is people to eat it all :D ahh people. but most of all tart

Leah

For those of us who believe in the banana

I personally believe in the giant floating banana in the sky, any many other fantastical things that may or may not be true. I like to derive happiness from the silly things in life, the worlds smallest violin, a giant floating banana in the sky, miniature French-fries. Many may see this as immature and in many ways that may be true, I would see being fascinated with the world as a childlike trait that is abolish by adulthood. So I bestow unto you all of the cynicism that you need to deny the floating banana, while I buoying myself with the possibility of it's existence even if for some reason I am the only one that sees a giant floating banana in the sky.

Leah

Greenlight

I have been frantically playing soccer lately multiple time per week, this was sparked from joining a thursday night team while I was in school. Suddenly I wanted to play alot more so I started looking into other teams I hope to be playing at least two night a week but atm I am playing closer to 4 which seems a bit excessive. I however am in much much better shape than I was before. I played center mid the whole game it was great. I must say however that dirt fields are not the most fun this ever. I miss having grass like I did back home. The game is simply much different on grass, better I think, plus it annoys me that alot of the baseball fields are on grass if anything they don't need it and we do, so ya last night we wiped the other team of the face of the earth and I got the run my ass of the whole game it was great, woot soccer! Soon I will be a superstar.

Leah

Peaches

recently I took a small drive which spanned multiple days and destination, Lakes, lawns, ponds, and peaches. It was a beautiful day, all of them, sunshine blue skies 90 degrees, icecream weekend. Most of the time though I spent eating peaches, as many as I wanted, I am not talking about those round fuzzy things you may find in your local supermarket, I'm talking about locally grown, ripe, fresh, juicy peaches, so ripe in fact you can easily peel off the peeling and eat only the inside, leaving an unattached pit in your hand and juice everywhere, it is very easy to become sticky. The taste lingers in your mouth with the stickiness longer than we all know is possible. finally leaving you, sated.

Ahh Peaches

Leah

turtles

I am here to write a small diatribe on the glorious chocolate turtle. While the chocolate turtle is a miracle of modern chocolatery, it has overshadowed the tried and true small green turtle you might find on your lawn. The traditions turtle also object to the callous way in which chocolate turtles are consumed. Shouldn't humans be thanking the turtle gods for providing them with such gooey, sticky, carmel-filled, nut-stuffed morsels. Small crumbs of turtle, yes the chocolate ones would land on the top ten best things in slot three directly below heaven and actual turtles. The chocolate turtles may think they are winning but the small green turtles will strike back with absolutely no alactrity, but with a vicious certanity of victory and no mercy for their chocolate counterparts.

Small Green Turtles FTW

From an Inside View

Well when I say inside I really mean in-house, there is something incredibly frustrating about it all, I wonder now if a firm would have been better or would that still be in-house and I need to go freelance. I am just given a task I do it. I get another one, no feedback, no deeper hidden meaning, no validation, in fact frequently quite the opposite, not what I was looking for. I thrived on talking about my design explaining why it is good, I am good at talking sadly my forum is missing. I can't argue with here do this different, based on nothing but something I randomly make up in my head, no target audience, no area, no meaningful business,
no difference.

Leah

Ahhh Yes A Blog

That is indeed correct everyone I have started my own personal blog, I am a blogger, bloggster, I am blogging. Strange how that works out. My office plants are dying I need to water them soon. In fact I'll attend to that now. For Everyone just begginning, welcome to my tpyo.

Leah