I havent been this exited for a movie in long time. Call me a huge nerd. I have a chessblog after all.
http://www.atlasshruggedpart1.com/
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
The Death Of A Chess Loser
It appears that the infamous Chess Loser has deleted his blog. Maybe I'm way late on this funeral of subtle irony but he will be missed. May he be self deprecating where ever he finds himself.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Where's Your Head At?

Endgameclothing.com released a couple new shirts a while ago. This one asks "Wheres your head at?"
Middle school: In the toilet getting a swirly.
High school: Staring at the girl who only eats lunch with other girls. Wondering how she is able to sustain herself on one yogurt per day alone.
20s: In the coffee house window looking like a hep cat pretending that drinking from a nasty mug that homeless people use doesnt bother you.
30s: Rockin out to the Smiths
The rest would just be speculation at this point.
Friday, February 18, 2011
A Word On The Protests In Madison WI
What we are not hearing from the Rs the Ds or the protesters are the ideas everyone should be talking about: How does this effect the children? How will this effect Wisconsin education?
Instead we are arguing over what teachers deserve. This particular silence is much louder and more telling than words.
Instead we are arguing over what teachers deserve. This particular silence is much louder and more telling than words.
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Hello Dear Readers,
Its pretty obvious I haven't been around in a long time. Chess has faded almost completely from my life and that's not a bad thing. Along with it, Knightskewer has gone idle. I tried to pass it off temporarily to my brother but his life is full of learning new things about the world. Although he still plays the short game, his life is more focused on fortune and glory. The only other person I trust to pull the reigns stopped playing long before I did and is currently stopping bad guys from killing us all for religious and political reasons. Hopefully google doesn't shut me down for that last comment. Speaking of comments, Knightskewers comments have been disabled due to the abundance of Chinese spammers. Its unclear exactly what the Chinese will bring to the world, but whatever it is it will certainly be in large quantity. So if you'd like to comment (if you don't want to your racist) then feel free to shoot me an email at the addy on the sidebar.
Knightskewer taught me a lot about chess and the world of blogging. Someday, maybe in a year, maybe in twenty, I will return to it for recollection and recourse. Perhaps when I'm an old man and google has either returned from stardom or been taken over by the government, Knightskewer will become my third eye again. Until then I hope it serves somewhat useful for the beginning, intermediate and perhaps briefly advanced chess player.
(Edit: I attempted to start a new blog but Google has made things ridiculously complicated in an attempt to simplify things. Aside from being annoying it causes my laptop to freeze consistently in the template design screen.)
I'm starting a new blog about training and athletics. These were once part of my life before this blog and are returning at full speed. It wont be as in depth or creative as Knightskewer but will act more as a scratch pad for notes. If your into that kind of thing check it out. I will link to it once it is up and running.
Its pretty obvious I haven't been around in a long time. Chess has faded almost completely from my life and that's not a bad thing. Along with it, Knightskewer has gone idle. I tried to pass it off temporarily to my brother but his life is full of learning new things about the world. Although he still plays the short game, his life is more focused on fortune and glory. The only other person I trust to pull the reigns stopped playing long before I did and is currently stopping bad guys from killing us all for religious and political reasons. Hopefully google doesn't shut me down for that last comment. Speaking of comments, Knightskewers comments have been disabled due to the abundance of Chinese spammers. Its unclear exactly what the Chinese will bring to the world, but whatever it is it will certainly be in large quantity. So if you'd like to comment (if you don't want to your racist) then feel free to shoot me an email at the addy on the sidebar.
Knightskewer taught me a lot about chess and the world of blogging. Someday, maybe in a year, maybe in twenty, I will return to it for recollection and recourse. Perhaps when I'm an old man and google has either returned from stardom or been taken over by the government, Knightskewer will become my third eye again. Until then I hope it serves somewhat useful for the beginning, intermediate and perhaps briefly advanced chess player.
(Edit: I attempted to start a new blog but Google has made things ridiculously complicated in an attempt to simplify things. Aside from being annoying it causes my laptop to freeze consistently in the template design screen.)
I'm starting a new blog about training and athletics. These were once part of my life before this blog and are returning at full speed. It wont be as in depth or creative as Knightskewer but will act more as a scratch pad for notes. If your into that kind of thing check it out. I will link to it once it is up and running.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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More games leads to more losses and a few wins. This several month losing streak may be coming to an end. At least now I'm recognizing the major errors in each game. And those errors are happening in the endgame. Usually when I'm winning. Then that question surfaces. Go for the kill or play out the long game while consolidating advantages? Former or latter? Former or latter? Former! Then I lose. I'm seeing the little red dot on my forehead just not moving out of the way. Without further ado... a game against Wang that he "swindled" (his word not mine) and a game against my brother that he also swindled (my word).
Wang v. Shaman
1.e4 d5
2.exd5 Qxd5
3.Nf3 Nf6
4.d4 e6
5.c4 Qd6
6.Nc3 c6
7.Bd3 Be7
8.O-O O-O
9.Bc2 Re8
10.Ne5 a6
11.Qd3 c5
12.Nf3 cxd4
13.Nxd4 e5
14.Nf5 Bxf5
15.Qxf5 g6
16.Qf3 Nc6
17.Rd1 Nd4
18.Qd3 Bd8
19.Be3 Bb6
20.Rd2 e4
21.Nxe4 Nxe4
22.Bxd4 Nxd2
23.Bxb6 Qxb6
24.Qxd2 Qxb2
25.Rb1 Qxa2
26.Rxb7 Qxc4
27.Bb3 Qd4
28.Bxf7+ Kf8
29.Qh6+ Qg7
30.Qxg7+ Kxg7
31.Bxe8+ Kh6
32.Ba4 Rd8
33.g3 Rd4
34.Bc6 a5
35.Ra7 Rc4
36.Ra6 Kg5
37.Rxa5+ Kg4
38.Ra4 Rxa4
39.Bxa4 h5
40.Kg2 h4
41.Bd7+ Kh5
42.g4+ Kg5
43.f3 Kf4
44.Kf2 g5
45.Ke2 Ke5
46.Ke3 Kf6
47.Ke4 h3
48.Bc8 Kg6
49.Ke5 Kh6
50.Kf6 Kh7
51.Kxg5 Kg7
52.f4
2.exd5 Qxd5
3.Nf3 Nf6
4.d4 e6
5.c4 Qd6
6.Nc3 c6
7.Bd3 Be7
8.O-O O-O
9.Bc2 Re8
10.Ne5 a6
11.Qd3 c5
12.Nf3 cxd4
13.Nxd4 e5
14.Nf5 Bxf5
15.Qxf5 g6
16.Qf3 Nc6
17.Rd1 Nd4
18.Qd3 Bd8
19.Be3 Bb6
20.Rd2 e4
21.Nxe4 Nxe4
22.Bxd4 Nxd2
23.Bxb6 Qxb6
24.Qxd2 Qxb2
25.Rb1 Qxa2
26.Rxb7 Qxc4
27.Bb3 Qd4
28.Bxf7+ Kf8
29.Qh6+ Qg7
30.Qxg7+ Kxg7
31.Bxe8+ Kh6
32.Ba4 Rd8
33.g3 Rd4
34.Bc6 a5
35.Ra7 Rc4
36.Ra6 Kg5
37.Rxa5+ Kg4
38.Ra4 Rxa4
39.Bxa4 h5
40.Kg2 h4
41.Bd7+ Kh5
42.g4+ Kg5
43.f3 Kf4
44.Kf2 g5
45.Ke2 Ke5
46.Ke3 Kf6
47.Ke4 h3
48.Bc8 Kg6
49.Ke5 Kh6
50.Kf6 Kh7
51.Kxg5 Kg7
52.f4
Bro v. Bro
1.e4 c5
2.f4 Nc6
3.Nf3 d6
4.Bb5 f5
5.Nh4 Nf6
6.e5 dxe5
7.fxe5 Ng4
8.Bxc6+ bxc6
9.O-O Qd4+
10.Kh1 Nf2+
11.Rxf2 Qxf2
12.Nf3 Ba6
13.d3 c4
14.Na3 cxd3
15.Bd2 dxc2
16.Qxc2 Qb6
17.Ng5 c5
18.Qxf5 Qxb2
19.Qf7+ Kd7
20.Qe6+ Kd8
21.Ba5+ Ke8
22.Qc6#
Also, Grecian Delight has come to Flagstaff. Mmm... Grecian.

Saturday, July 11, 2009
Thursday, July 09, 2009
The Deadliest Blogger

Wang and I played a friendly game on Chess.com. I got hosed. It was one of those games that was lost before it even began. My chessdar was lit up with bogeys everywhere. And for some reason I knew I was going to lose. Not just because I haven't really been playing much or studying much or even thinking about the game more than a handful of times a week. Call it intuition or an educated guess it doesn't really matter. It made me realize something though. More admit than realize actually. I have little desire to make my game better in any significant way. At one time I did. But no longer. I like to occasionally play, do some studying, whatevs.
Mt. Humphreys
Twigs snap, roots of large beastly trees reach out of the earth and exotic, illusive blue-green mountains disappear. Entering the Mt. Humphreys trail is like closing the door on reality. Check that. Its like slamming the door, locking the knob and flicking the dead bolt. You'll never see more than a few yards of the winding dirt path. At times its a mirage, jumping up levels, snaking around boulders and crouching behind fluorescent grass that may possibly be juiced on steroids. Its hard to tell in a place so surreal, yet so natural, exactly what this place has been doing for the last few thousand years. But one thing is definite. The path always stretches on, materializing here, immaterializing their. On and on for three to four hours up and a couple down. Down is shorter. Maybe its the rubbery legs, dreams of crammed subway subs or dreams of long naps, I don't know. But its definitely shorter. Up takes forever. Through the dense forest, the not so dense forest, the awesome views. The last fragment of rocky terrain reminiscent of lower altitudes leads to the highest peak in Arizona. The whole enchilada, you can almost taste it. But it will cost you. All day.





Friday, July 03, 2009
July 4th!
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