Greetings.
Star Wars update: According to the article “Turn On, Tune In, Veg Out”, one of the major problems with Star Wars: Episode III—Revenge of the Sith is that significant parts of the story (who is General Grievous, what’s wrong with Anakin Skywalker) have been left out. To get that missing information, one has to watch the animated series Clone Wars or read the corresponding novels. If a project to fix the problems in the prequel trilogy ever gets started, this is something that needs to be addressed.
Today’s weird thing is one of those stories that is floating around the Internet. Before I even finished reading it, I knew it deserved to be a weird thing of the day. It has been included below. Enjoy.
Aaron
Subject: Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus
Remember the book -
"Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"? Well, here is a true life
example from the University of Phoenix. An English Professor
assigned his students to a joint writing exercise that quickly
degraded - check it out...
"Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story.
The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person
sitting to his or her immediate right.
As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a
short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send
another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and
then add another paragraph to the story and send it back also sending
another copy to me. The first person will then add a third
paragraph, and so on, back and forth.
Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep
the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of
the e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the
e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been
reached."
The following was actually turned in by two of my English students:
Rebecca (last name deleted), and Gary (last name deleted).
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THE STORY: (First paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The
chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home,
now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times,
that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs,
keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if
she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So
chamomile was out of the question.
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(second paragraph by Gary)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack
squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to
think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named
Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago.
"A.S. Harris to Geostation 17", he said into his
transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of
resistance so far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish
particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his
ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out
of his seat and across the cockpit.
----------------------------------------------------------(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he
felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one
woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth
stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of
Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space
Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news
simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window,
dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and
carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract her
from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around
her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she
pondered wistfully.
--------------------------------------------------------- (Gary)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live.
Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership
launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted
wimpy peaceniks that pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament
Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for
the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human
race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the
Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough
firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them,
they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion
missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his
top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the
coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which
vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The
President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow
this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the
sky!"
----------------------------------------------------------(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My
writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semiliterate
adolescent.
---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary)
Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts
at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have
chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of <EXPLETIVE DELETED> TEA??? Oh
no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele
novels."
----------------------------------------------------------(Rebecca)
<EXPLETIVE DELETED>
---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary)
<EXPLETIVE DELETED>
-------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca)
<EXPLETIVE DELETED>
---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary)
<EXPLETIVE DELETED>
--------------------------------------------------------- (Rebecca)
<EXPLETIVE DELETED>
---------------------------------------------------------- (Gary)
<EXPLETIVE DELETED>
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(TEACHER) A+ - I really liked this one. Only group to get an A.
21 comments:
This is the best post on this blog so far! We should do this!
Long ago in a land far from this, in the midst of a great, searing desert, lived a spirit. The spirit was an ancient one that still remembered the early days of the world, had watched the slow advance of man, and now lived in complete and utter fear. With each passing year, he had seen man do more and more strange and wondrous things, until he realized that perhaps one day man would become so powerful that he would be overcome and destroyed. So he found himself a cave in the middle of the desert, and there he remained, trying to avoid notice.
Little did the spirit know that deep in the cave lived the fabulous Magic Hippo of Omaha. One day the spirit came upon the Magic Hippo as it sat in its den as it was eating water-cress and watching Late Night with David Letterman. The Hippo was very angry, since the spirit was interrupting the reading of the Top Ten List. Therefore the Hippo painted the spirit neon green and cast it straight into downtown Charleston in the middle of rush hour traffic.
WHERE IT DANST DA HOKEE POKEE WITH AN ELEFANT & THEY HAD A PICKNICK IN DA PARK & SANG SONGS AND WERE O SO HAPPY
meanwhile n a hooters a guy called killer big guy was munchin down on some buffalo wings n drinkin beer n lookin at some nice bazooms there were some really nice 1s all around the place hey baby he said 2 this hot chick waitress ur cute why dont u come home with me ok she said n they left the hooters n went out to his monster truck n the parkin lot this s my ride said killer big guy ur gonna drive me there in this truck the hot chick said no im gonna take u n the back of it the truck bed s really a waterbed ok she said but 1st we should get some buffalo wings 2 go yeah baby said killer big guy u really know how 2 have a good time!!!!!!
And then Godzilla came along and destroyed Charleston and the spirit, Killer Big Guy, and the waitress with it.
Unfortunately for Godzilla, they came back to life as vampires.
And the sun came out from behind a cloud, and they were all killed again, for sunlight is fatal for vampires.
However, they had all been infected with the Ebola virus, which protected them against the effects of sunlight, so they all came back to life in the evening.
n the spirit said 2the hot chick hey u look hot as n ebola infected vampire lets eat somethin so they went 2 the zoo n ate some stupid hippos which were useless n takin up space
However, hippopotami are especially poisonous to Ebola-infected vampires, so the spirit and the waitress died horribly painful deaths after three days of continuous torment. And then an antimatter meteor fell on the remains, destroying them so completely that nothing remained.
And then Killer Big Guy used the magical coolness powers he had received from the Fonz to snap all the antimatter in the universe out of existence.
That didn't stop him from being torn to shreds by a black hole.
Coolness, as any physicist will tell you, interacts very strangely with black holes. As a result, time flowed backwards for a little while. Thus the spirit, Killer Big Guy, and the waitress all came back to life, and Charleston was undestroyed. Godzilla, seeing that all his naughtiness was for naught, committed suicide in disgrace.
Unfortunately for Charleston, the factory where village idiots are produced was attacked by protesters, and as a result the village idiots escaped and descended upon Charleston, hoping to run for office and find ways to make the city fall into ruin. Even Killer Big Guy's coolness could not counteract this.
a flyin saucer full of naked chix came from mars n landed in charleston n said we r here for killer big guy n then things got xxx
Big Killer Guy was left out of it all, though, since the Martians found the idiots much more attractive.
Big Killer Guy was feeling angry, since the Martians had left with the idiots for weird rituals peculiar to biological creatures, so he pulled out a laser gun and started blasting things.
"Oh, no!" cried the people of Charleston. "Who will save us?"
Their prayers were quickly answered. Riding into town on a hovercycle was a magnificent R2 unit, his dome shining bright in the light of Sol.
"Who are you?" asked the Charlestonians.
"Beep bloop whir fizz gurgle beep ding gurgle beep whir bang gurgle gurgle beep bloop," replied the R2 unit, jumping off of his hovercycle.
"Welcome, O wonderful R2 unit," said the Charlestonians. "Save us from this pinhead menace, and we will make you king of all Charleston!"
And so Blue (so his nickname translated into English) approached Big Killer Guy.
"What makes you think you can stop me?" asked Big Killer Guy.
"Bloop beep beep gurgle whir ding bang," replied Blue, extending four lightsaber-tipped arms.
"You can't be a Jedi!" laughed Big Killer Guy. "That's impossible!"
Big Killer Guy changed his mind when Blue deflected all of his laser blasts, jumped over him three times, and sliced him into 17 pieces.
And so Blue was crowned King of Charleston, and peace reigned over the city.
until n asteroid fell outta space n flattened him like 2 seconds later take that u stupid robot!!!!!
Fortunately, Blue was easily repaired.
& A BIGGR ASTROID FELL ON BOBBY AWESOME & THEY CUDNT FIX HIM
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