
The semi-finals will take place on April 4th. More info can be found here.

Oh, and Erik also wrote some very cool things about Endgame Clothing. You can check out the whole thing...here.

What's that? You don't see anything? Well, look a little closer...
My high school years have been officially vindicated! I knew I was cool...I fucking knew it! I just didn't know I was ahead of my time. Here we have a successful band (but not too successful...we don't want to lose street cred) showing some heavy chess love.
So why does Rise Against have a bishop on their album cover?
No. I'm asking you, "Why does Rise Against have a bishop on their album cover?" Because I don't know. I have messaged them on Myspace, but haven't heard anything back. I'll let you know if there are any late breaking developments, but right now I need to go set the record straight with a few girls from high school that didn't understand what a visionary I was...
By the way, both the band and this album are great. And although it lacks the chess imagery, their previous album "The Sufferer and The Witness" is a favorite of mine.
I thought it would be super easy to find a model for Endgame Clothing. I mean, isn't modeling for a chess clothing company a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Doesn't every model dream of just getting the chance? Apparently not. 


"Chess geeks have had it rough. When somebody would go and attempt to make some game inspired gear it usually turned out on the french-horn-in band side of extracurricular lame. Not John. John started his shop, EndGame Clothing with a mission: create chess inspired shirts that would be equally at home raiding the frat house as they would be castling. That’s quite an accomplishment."
So he goes to the dreary government building to claim his winning. Sitting behind the counter is the most miserable person in the world.
Here is a little bit of my friend's conversation with this person...
My Friend: When does the confetti fall from the ceiling?
Lottery Employee: What confetti, sir?
My Friend: There should be confetti that falls from the ceiling when a big winner like me comes around. Come on, where is it?
Lottery Employee: (No answer. Just a dead blank stare. She cuts my friend a check who then studies the check very closely for a full minute.)
My Friend: Oh, this can't be right.
Lottery Employee: What do you mean?
My Friend: This check is too small.
Lottery Employee: No, sir, it is for $20,000...exactly the amount you won.
My Friend: No, I mean, the check is too small. Where is the big check, the huge one that I have to carry with two hands?
Lottery Employee: What?
My Friend: You know, that 4 foot long one.
Lottery Employee: That is only for ceremonies.
My Friend: Is there a suggestion box around here? I think you guys should make some changes...
I was cracking up when my friend told me this story, but can you image how soul crushing it must be to sit behind a counter all day and just hand out lottery winning?
So what does this have to do with chess? Well...nothing, really.