tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14942580568406997422024-03-04T23:47:59.435-05:00Paige Polesnak: On Par for the CoursePaige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-23131948294656809582012-01-16T22:24:00.000-05:002012-01-16T22:24:15.678-05:00Skyrim While at Home on BreakMy family loves watching me play Skyrim.<br />
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<br />Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-7939987390102766922011-12-29T15:28:00.001-05:002012-01-08T19:05:13.364-05:00Why Going Home is Awful<br />
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This holiday season was pretty hectic at the Polesnak house. We had so
many guests it was insane, and very nice, don’t get me wrong. We had my Mexican
brother, David (Da-veed. It makes him exotic) who was a hoot and a half. He would
not leave my poor, old, morbidly obese dog alone!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">And my grandparents…</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">My big brother fresh in from Mexico…
who was still a little confused about exactly what language he should be
awkwardly cursing in…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Andddd… that’s all I think. Plus,
naturally, me and my mom and dad.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">All in our lovely Pennsylvania house.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">More to come.,. about this fantastic,
amazing and terrible holiday.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-45001395285310511362011-12-29T15:22:00.000-05:002011-12-29T15:22:45.925-05:00The Little Mermaid is Spoiled<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 36pt; line-height: 115%;">Aggghh</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> She has twenty thingamabobs! What else does she need? Instead of being grateful for what she has, she spends the rest of the movie searching for meaning in the arms of a man who obviously has no care for her personality or brain (cause let’s be honest, she didn’t display the most intelligent capacities throughout most of her interactions with Eric throughout the majority of the movie) all stemming from a strained relationship with her father.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">2.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Men up on land, they understand. They don’t reprimand their daughters.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">BULLSHIT. YOU CRAZY GINGER.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-61538354085525626212011-06-27T23:35:00.000-04:002011-06-27T23:35:54.356-04:00Picture Postcards<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;">You win again, StumbleUpon</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;"><br />
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</i></span></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-14891623087837722892011-06-01T23:45:00.001-04:002011-06-01T23:46:51.530-04:00The Surprising Weaknesses of Pete "The Beast" Polesnak<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 96px;">My Brother is… unique</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 96px;"><i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> </span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px;"><i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> </span></i><i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> </span></i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Achilles had a bum heel, Hercules had Megara (according to the Disney Movie) and the ginormous Pete Polesnak is no exception to this trend of old. Pete is 6’6” ish, and capable of inflicting such horrible pain upon people that Nero would be jealous. That having been said, he is a man of many, many quirks. Ten to be exact. This article’s purpose is not to give the reader a leg up on my brother, but just to show you 1. What I’ve had to deal with all my life, 2. How weird this kid is, and 3. Okay, he might be annoying me a little… So, here you have it: the 10 Surprising weaknesses of Peter Polesnak.</span></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">1.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Three-Pronged Forks. Peter lives in fear of three pronged forks. He hates them so much that he won’t use them. “A fork has four prongs, once you take one away, it is not longer a fork but a trident. Tridents are for ruling the sea, forks are for eating.” And since his plans for world domination haven’t gotten that far yet, Pete uses forks.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLoc1LGQXdVaeM9z8g4BUDXXYVRJCROP7X8s40MOevGl-IYd-eqalqULseQozzHs4XGKFZ_AkN3CNQwLS5unnrAdml1_8LLTsnXndE8dAUSiSHnn3HptNRhScZMKgyD0xICWsPF-Fcv6MG/s1600/weakness1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLoc1LGQXdVaeM9z8g4BUDXXYVRJCROP7X8s40MOevGl-IYd-eqalqULseQozzHs4XGKFZ_AkN3CNQwLS5unnrAdml1_8LLTsnXndE8dAUSiSHnn3HptNRhScZMKgyD0xICWsPF-Fcv6MG/s1600/weakness1.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 200%; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: 28px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><br />
</span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><v:shapetype coordsize="21600,21600" filled="f" id="_x0000_t75" o:preferrelative="t" o:spt="75" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" stroked="f"> <v:stroke joinstyle="miter"> <v:formulas> <v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"> <v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"> <v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"> <v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"> </v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:f></v:formulas> <v:path gradientshapeok="t" o:connecttype="rect" o:extrusionok="f"> <o:lock aspectratio="t" v:ext="edit"> </o:lock></v:path></v:stroke></v:shapetype><v:shape id="Picture_x0020_1" o:spid="_x0000_i1027" style="height: 222pt; mso-wrap-style: square; visibility: visible; width: 185.25pt;" type="#_x0000_t75"> <v:imagedata o:title="weakness1" src="file:///C:\Users\POLESN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg"> </v:imagedata></v:shape></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">2.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Taking clothes back to their respective stores. Since we were kids, Pete has been afraid of confrontation. He will endure bad meals, wrong orders, and let anyone misspell his name as long as he doesn’t have to correct them. Taking clothing back to stores has always been a problem in this department. He makes me do it. Do you know how weird it is being a 12-year-old peanut, trying to exchange a pair of 42x42 pants? …pretty damn.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">3.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Yellow skittles are the Kryptonite to Pete’s Clark Kent. I just take a handful and pop ’em in my mouth, but it’s pretty funny watching him dissect a bag of Skittles, and separate them like an extremely intricate surgery. When he finally finishes, he is relieved. Like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders… At no point should a candy treat be that stressful on anyone.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">4.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">His moles.</span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: black; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-left-color: black; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: black; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj36ASZoKDuVe5_tnoU4uPIztLDIIzFmYAtCRcCGaZ-GlWHov1ycUqQ7PRZKLRrxzFQT6f-3M8kBcpV2CkC2W6T-qf2pqbRRdz6iP_ueK-Kcb8CS8mT1pcWuRk1E7-jtWY4QGN8KH2IFa9_/s1600/weakness2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj36ASZoKDuVe5_tnoU4uPIztLDIIzFmYAtCRcCGaZ-GlWHov1ycUqQ7PRZKLRrxzFQT6f-3M8kBcpV2CkC2W6T-qf2pqbRRdz6iP_ueK-Kcb8CS8mT1pcWuRk1E7-jtWY4QGN8KH2IFa9_/s1600/weakness2.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt;"><v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" style="height: 291pt; mso-wrap-style: square; visibility: visible; width: 468pt;" type="#_x0000_t75"> <v:imagedata o:title="weakness2" src="file:///C:\Users\POLESN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image002.jpg"> </v:imagedata></v:shape><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">He just doesn’t like them.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">5.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Cursing. Because of his humble upbringing, (I assume), Pete has never been good at using curse words in a threatening, or otherwise fluent manner… For instance, we were once trapped behind a very slow-driving car, at which, Pete exclaimed “You better damn be turning!” – it just makes me feel sad.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">6.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Pete needs to eat things in even numbers. Thank God wings come in even dozens…<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">7.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> He loves any food that makes him feel like a giant. Mini burgers…? I’ll take two... (Never three.)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">8.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Dirt under his fingernails. Pete cannot live with his fingernails dirty. Younger, he had such a problem with biting his nails, I was surprised when he could grow nails at all! I guess now that he has em, he needs to make sure they are in their top condition. Strange.<v:shape alt="weakness3.jpg" id="Picture_x0020_2" o:spid="_x0000_i1025" style="height: 344.25pt; mso-wrap-style: square; visibility: visible; width: 373.5pt;" type="#_x0000_t75"> <v:imagedata o:title="weakness3" src="file:///C:\Users\POLESN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image003.jpg"> </v:imagedata></v:shape><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfwD6XJxEaC9qA9WuZRZOVgxKU_ltMlNjvteTwD0qKk1n9b0PWD98nIc-Fk_NcY1FkhZWe3f27qIn8QAkn5OKu9DlAMg0lnSQIcBpuzcVWc8AH05Duz6P1UgNF6N2Q9PiWCcHbsT2wLhFX/s1600/weakness3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="587" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfwD6XJxEaC9qA9WuZRZOVgxKU_ltMlNjvteTwD0qKk1n9b0PWD98nIc-Fk_NcY1FkhZWe3f27qIn8QAkn5OKu9DlAMg0lnSQIcBpuzcVWc8AH05Duz6P1UgNF6N2Q9PiWCcHbsT2wLhFX/s640/weakness3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: 21.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">9.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Pete, much like a cat, hates being wet, unless he’s fully submerged. Once he’s under water, he kind of gives up on any hope of maintaining dryness.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-left: .25in;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Since leaving this list at an odd number would drive him batty, I’m going to do just that. So I guess secretly, I’m one of the things in his life that constantly sabotages him…<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-left: .25in;"><br />
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</div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">So the worms go lay on sidewalks, and climb up to the surface of the ground, I have no idea why they do that…<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Maybe something like this:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjolYmB9vyLVo8CVsRqtr7PUcEbuWWmPGUbKQ7qZKK4tpRoVVcQUeqL3Z8IKXHImJHHjZ5FxYZY2ebByf3gAPvuWbDxHykOQz73tghogHuP9um_woen2-RGLrrM4h3daSjJDbZlsYefEZp/s1600/worm1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjolYmB9vyLVo8CVsRqtr7PUcEbuWWmPGUbKQ7qZKK4tpRoVVcQUeqL3Z8IKXHImJHHjZ5FxYZY2ebByf3gAPvuWbDxHykOQz73tghogHuP9um_woen2-RGLrrM4h3daSjJDbZlsYefEZp/s1600/worm1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">I hate them.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">They get pale, bloated, and I don’t understand why they keep doing this crap. I don’t want to kill them, and I get really emotional when I step on them accidently, and I just don’t want to have to deal with it any more. I don’t know what to do about them. I can’t stay in, but I don’t want to go out either.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Usually I just end up sprinting out of my dorm to the other buildings while screaming:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><v:shape alt="worm3.jpg" id="Picture_x0020_3" o:spid="_x0000_i1025" style="height: 307.5pt; mso-wrap-style: square; visibility: visible; width: 450pt;" type="#_x0000_t75"> <v:imagedata o:title="worm3" src="file:///C:\Users\POLESN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image003.jpg"> </v:imagedata></v:shape></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> </span></i><i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> </span></i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">The holidays are always an interesting time for people who revel in being politically correct, in the world of holiday trees, season’s greetings and the festive nondenominational menorahs, I find myself laughing at the extremes people go to, to be inoffensive. But basically it makes you sound like a pretentious jerk, in my opinion.<i> <o:p></o:p></i></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsHlR5XAaxi0nqwqqRyASabB6bBix1dsOJKSgnM9e2Z1_zJsWZ7YJb-NjLUGRj98MmnELggimfiLDl-VuQVjYM3FS5e5pmcDZhJGWHvV3uFxZ5OBt5_kmihMoJS7qQwt-A0guuGheSWwL/s1600/Spheres1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsHlR5XAaxi0nqwqqRyASabB6bBix1dsOJKSgnM9e2Z1_zJsWZ7YJb-NjLUGRj98MmnELggimfiLDl-VuQVjYM3FS5e5pmcDZhJGWHvV3uFxZ5OBt5_kmihMoJS7qQwt-A0guuGheSWwL/s640/Spheres1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">The previous scenario has never actually occurred but I’m expecting it any year now…<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">So it is currently Easter season, and I have heard that a school in Seattle has taken it upon themselves to rename Easter Eggs. They are now the more politically correct “Spring Spheres” (</span><a href="http://www.mynorthwest.com/?nid=11&sid=459668">http://www.mynorthwest.com/?nid=11&sid=459668</a><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">). I just wanna shake these people and say “You are not Starbuck’s! You cannot just arbitrarily rename things because it’s trendy!” <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEUNUk9QwEsqbwE0I2CEcmG1_Wpg_-EqqE9iFaRMEJqsxk4Emc6UcXaAzGMizRjp_wQ6iyxhzZaQwlTeiVi2ZxJkTIBAxnH5cXLqe84Xir9-dGQZoH1aJhjkee9dfNP0YISwiRnV8d6U_r/s1600/AA6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEUNUk9QwEsqbwE0I2CEcmG1_Wpg_-EqqE9iFaRMEJqsxk4Emc6UcXaAzGMizRjp_wQ6iyxhzZaQwlTeiVi2ZxJkTIBAxnH5cXLqe84Xir9-dGQZoH1aJhjkee9dfNP0YISwiRnV8d6U_r/s1600/AA6.JPG" /></a><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> I don’t know what copyright there is… but I don’t own these photos… so let’s start off with that. But has anyone noticed that American Apparel has incredibly slutty advertisements? Every time I check Texts from Last Night (</span><a href="http://textsfromlastnight.com/">http://textsfromlastnight.com/</a>) <span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">I am confronted by graphic images of topless women trying to sell me watches, totes, and basically anything else that doesn’t necessarily require nudity advertise. </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">First off, where do you find these women? And how do you say to them: “you’re going to be in an advertisement for totes. You need to be naked.”?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">This just doesn’t seem necessary to me. you're advertising a bag. Not a shirt. Not a smock. Why make it look like one? Is it sex appeal? I don’t find this sexy. Kinda sad. I just wanna buy this poor girl a shirt so she doesn’t have to wear this tote around anymore. And this next ad:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsPhMuG-qLJ-f4ki8wRl7djVEar4QTuNPApVWC30nP57MbD0V2TZBoT9D4Rb-KuRZjdYIRoRS3omwHDx4IaG5SU-n9SFjXs5lRaJx1o9h1npIcUMRAbqBMmxH52WPgQSsVMoqE5kn4CyR9/s1600/AA5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsPhMuG-qLJ-f4ki8wRl7djVEar4QTuNPApVWC30nP57MbD0V2TZBoT9D4Rb-KuRZjdYIRoRS3omwHDx4IaG5SU-n9SFjXs5lRaJx1o9h1npIcUMRAbqBMmxH52WPgQSsVMoqE5kn4CyR9/s1600/AA5.JPG" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Why would I want to buy these watches? I would only disrobe her further, and who wants that? Does the cleavage come with it? Just wondering, not for me, I mean. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Look, all I’m trying to say is that your ads make me feel uncomfortable, and get a little red in the face. Let’s put this into a different context, if this were facebook, and one of my friends had this on her profile picture, I would think she was desperate for attention and maybe a little high. I would take it upon myself to inform her, when she sobered up, that she has an embarrassing picture up. But since I don’t know these girls, does it suddenly make it ok? Cause I don’t think so. I just find it a smidgen ironic that a place that sells clothing advertises people wearing nothing… I would start re-thinking my marketing campaign, but that’s just me.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Now, let’s all just get back to the basics (which apparently means lunging around in our neutral colors, as it were).<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Love,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Paige<o:p></o:p></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-18982460988453765792011-03-25T11:34:00.002-04:002011-03-25T11:34:21.423-04:00It's Friday<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;">Rebecca Black</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></i><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">This horse has been beaten into a moist pulp, and you probably have your own opinion about it. Firstly, if you have not heard the song “Friday” by Rebecca Black, or seen the music video, please go here now: </span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0</a> <span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">… did you? Good. Just gonna clear a few things up: I am not just going to hate on her. This 13-year-old “won” a contest to cut a song and music video for $2,000. That is fine. She sang (auto-tuned to the point that she sounds like she’s drowning) a song written by the company, not one of her own pieces, the lyrics are not hers. They are the company’s, so I’m going to make fun of those. Not her. Though I could. But honestly, coming from a 20 year old woman, it would just sound petty, and bitchy.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Moving on!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Yeah, yeah</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Yeah-ah-ah</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Yeah-ah-ah</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Yeah-ah-ah</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Yeah-ah-ah</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Yeah, yeah, yeah</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">Great start. I always thought actual words were overrated. This intro reminds me of “Baby” by Justin Beiber except longer and more annoying. If I were watching this with the sound off and just subtitles, I am pretty sure that I would just see “vocalizations” for the first 40 seconds. Link to J-Beebs: </span></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kffacxfA7G4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kffacxfA7G4</a> <span style="color: red;">(let’s be honest, though, you KNOW what I’m talking about…)</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Seven a.m., waking up in the morning</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Seein' everything, the time is goin'</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta get down to the bus stop</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Short of saying the type of milk she uses and detailing the seven outfit changes she had to go through before heading out to the bus stop, this stanza describes the morning. Also, she says she sees her friends in their car. Miss Black, ya 13-year-old, what’re you doing having 16-year-old friends? And why do they look like they’re 12? And you were waiting at the bus stop. Are those kids going to drive you to school? I don’t think so. They’re going to high school, and you're in the 8<sup>th</sup> grade. Does your mother know that you're not going to school? Do you think she would feel comfortable with you getting in the car with clearly unlicensed drivers, who have no regard for seatbelts or capacity laws? I mean, I know it’s Friday… but come on!</span><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">Kickin' in the front seat</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Sittin' in the back seat</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta make my mind up</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Which seat can I take?</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I have no idea which seat you can take. I would suggest you take neither, take the bus, get an education so you can write better songs in the future.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">It's Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta get down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gettin' down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Fun, fun, fun, fun</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Lookin' forward to the weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">When I was 13, I looked forward to One Saturday Morning cartoons. What partying was I doing? …None. But that was 7 years ago, and times have changed… apparently the kids are “partyin, partyin (yeah)” these days which is fine, as long as you don’t repeat fun four times and call it a line in a song, and expect me to know what you mean.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">7:45, we're drivin' on the highway</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Fun, fun, think about fun</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">You know what it is</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I got this, you got this</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">My friend is by my right, ay</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I got this, you got this</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Now you know it</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">Now, its 7:45. Wasn’t it just 7am? I guess I got lost in all the fun, fun, fun, fun. This is assuming that it means 7:45 PM, not 7:45 AM when she should have been at the bus stop, and is instead on the highway. Again, this cryptic “fun” is mentioned. I would love to “think about it” if you would be more specific, no I don’t “know what it is.” Next: “my friend is by my right”--- only one.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Kickin' in the front seat</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Sittin' in the back seat</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta make my mind up</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Which seat can I take?</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">If you're cruising down the highway, I really hope that you have already chosen your seat, girl.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">It's Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta get down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gettin' down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Fun, fun, fun, fun</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Lookin' forward to the weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin')</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">We-we-we so excited</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">We so excited</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">We gonna have a ball today</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Tomorrow is Saturday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">And Sunday comes after ... wards</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I don't want this weekend to end</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span style="color: red;">Dear whoever wrote this song: I thought it was odd that you took the beginning of the song and just describe a morning with an incoherent rhyme scheme. But now this. You're listing the days of the week, and disregarding that English requires verbs to create a complete sentences. We so excited? Are we? And why did you stop listing the days after Sunday? There are three unnamed days that you could turn into another verse of this ballad! And why don’t you want this weekend to end? Didn’t you just say you wanted “time to fly?” Consistency is not important here.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Love,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Paige<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">R-B, Rebecca Black</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">So chillin' in the front seat (In the front seat)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">In the back seat (In the back seat)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I'm drivin', cruisin' (Yeah, yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Fast lanes, switchin' lanes</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Wit' a car up on my side (Woo!)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">(C'mon) Passin' by is a school bus in front of me</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Check my time, it's Friday, it's a weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">We gonna have fun, c'mon, c'mon, y'all</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">It's Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta get down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gettin' down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Fun, fun, fun, fun</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Lookin' forward to the weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">It's Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gotta get down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Friday, Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Gettin' down on Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Fun, fun, fun, fun</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Lookin' forward to the weekend</span></span><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br />
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For the records, I am a nerd. I completely love all things Lord of the Rings, and Starwars related. My boss, Amanda has a new puppy! Now bearing in mind my nerdiness, what do you think the first think I thought of upon seeing this puppy was?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Now, if your guesses included:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH63uqG86hI1H5bGlEITbNR8xCcFomjoaQB9S4N8vybcpLXLeGRy7tE5A36kwK8YKzhBqVO0ICfelpzFnzY1uDZorqKpePVUB7lWA_W7rEUyPsMNbxA_dY4bpi4hV2y5cpesCeRIaPgPK_/s1600/chewy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH63uqG86hI1H5bGlEITbNR8xCcFomjoaQB9S4N8vybcpLXLeGRy7tE5A36kwK8YKzhBqVO0ICfelpzFnzY1uDZorqKpePVUB7lWA_W7rEUyPsMNbxA_dY4bpi4hV2y5cpesCeRIaPgPK_/s200/chewy.jpg" width="166" /></a> or<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4ERDpP2knIrtLGWFOYH7nC734D7zwkORbGp0NX901sGzmS00-1rzXJLx-9jpZA_9HdLE6feVExIvH5-0wFtkBYghFttzoBlsjRW6N_5GSLBLSHCveo0RoAIsRwMJbbkfh8RyFy9HEEEI/s1600/ewok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4ERDpP2knIrtLGWFOYH7nC734D7zwkORbGp0NX901sGzmS00-1rzXJLx-9jpZA_9HdLE6feVExIvH5-0wFtkBYghFttzoBlsjRW6N_5GSLBLSHCveo0RoAIsRwMJbbkfh8RyFy9HEEEI/s200/ewok.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In my mind's eye... the puppy looks like this:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAj2FSowFLiPT248BrKGAH0ov2s2p1FpRQzuooCeB5zsacX8fueq-oI8_p0XjPOD9jrJ3m9EejZrB8j9n33wcD_TDTQ2zP57KeoDQcjlYTlZDPpU8g0SkChHLrdpP45gE_cjfUpAVx6dWn/s1600/chewypolly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAj2FSowFLiPT248BrKGAH0ov2s2p1FpRQzuooCeB5zsacX8fueq-oI8_p0XjPOD9jrJ3m9EejZrB8j9n33wcD_TDTQ2zP57KeoDQcjlYTlZDPpU8g0SkChHLrdpP45gE_cjfUpAVx6dWn/s200/chewypolly.jpg" width="183" /></a>or<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMmgO0hpt18WjtVSy8yzVBsZbeysxDuvE3Eyk6pZXPTw6K6pJbJG1N7vHc2vgU7SHCkdnhWCs81BLYNoU2OmaNm8IQYBLKC-QYhLLSIN3CJyCAlkoL2hZ-jr2gpE-gKll8VmuMIwkIhQd/s1600/ewokpolly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMmgO0hpt18WjtVSy8yzVBsZbeysxDuvE3Eyk6pZXPTw6K6pJbJG1N7vHc2vgU7SHCkdnhWCs81BLYNoU2OmaNm8IQYBLKC-QYhLLSIN3CJyCAlkoL2hZ-jr2gpE-gKll8VmuMIwkIhQd/s200/ewokpolly.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-11315440271945307952011-03-21T11:47:00.000-04:002011-03-21T11:47:43.042-04:00Why Hair Dryers Put Me to Sleep<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;">Damn you, Operant Conditioning.</span></div><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Just to provide you some insight before reading any further, my roommate is awesome. She is full of spunk and athletic prowess comparable to a hockey goalie, (also, those guys are super athletic) but has a girly streak that’s more like a highway… Let’s call her “Dabney.” </span></span><br />
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</span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Now “Dabney” loves to wake up in the morning and shower, and blow dry her hair. In the beginning the noisy hair dryer would wake me up and keep me that way, but recently I noticed that after the sound wakes me, it actually soothes me and puts me right back to sleep. No big deal, right? <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Well, the other day, my friend, let’s call her “Moriah,” came into the room to blow-dry her hair because her roommate was sleeping. Of course, I said yes, and let her come in as I surfed the internet. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSVEadiU7dhx7eZDN5o1EiBw4DEBrYTuYz5jO0SK-S47B_WrWQ0EIOQirUFrsFOltRrTr6ktlL2miivteEwyxY7n-tcV0sTYbzuSKzsICvH4vFHPgUV30LQLy6IMVHh5uJ3Yyla5LEshm/s1600/hairdryer2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSVEadiU7dhx7eZDN5o1EiBw4DEBrYTuYz5jO0SK-S47B_WrWQ0EIOQirUFrsFOltRrTr6ktlL2miivteEwyxY7n-tcV0sTYbzuSKzsICvH4vFHPgUV30LQLy6IMVHh5uJ3Yyla5LEshm/s400/hairdryer2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I woke up on my keyboard. I then realized that I had been conditioned to fall asleep when hearing hair dryers, much like Pavlov’s dogs uncontrollably salivated when hearing a bell, upon hearing a blow dryer, I fall asleep, and also uncontrollably salivate (but that’s more a personal problem, really).<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">One of my pastimes is watching makeup tutorials on YouTube.com. (I swear this is pertinent.) Now, I don’t wear makeup, and I don’t really care about makeup, </span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><br />
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</div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-41806338200928726812011-03-15T17:32:00.001-04:002011-03-15T17:33:40.545-04:00Updates: Big Doings Around the Blog<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As you have probably noticed, this blog has become a sort of cartoon thing... So from now on...</span><br />
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</div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Also on a related note, I'm sure you all remember my somewhat angry post about how Joey Rintoul's webcomic "They All Bleed the Same" hadn't been updated in forever... but it's BACK! So excited! Also, I am pretty sure that I had something to do with it, because Joey's girlfriend, Samantha, found me! She found my blog and left me a wonderful Haiku in a comment! My first comment ever! (I don't count you, Phil.)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLS3t5q_zAqcDETL4DDGL4hDmIxEO4LY424qwiWMdrS3-Ta0WlCGH2i09tL26oyV7ho5BlBOsAJs2waKkQeAONNvbud6uFnyCSk3XIC0R3_p3Nw4pnC1F3gi7qfQ78CoTWmjntZLIeYVW/s1600/popularity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLS3t5q_zAqcDETL4DDGL4hDmIxEO4LY424qwiWMdrS3-Ta0WlCGH2i09tL26oyV7ho5BlBOsAJs2waKkQeAONNvbud6uFnyCSk3XIC0R3_p3Nw4pnC1F3gi7qfQ78CoTWmjntZLIeYVW/s200/popularity.jpg" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtgT8CVqMCRLpY74KKA8xsDVB71jjD8BZp73Pib8-w2iBjrq-MAWJ-HGQKxvHKG6TBmxnEh2UbPUb6w2-cfttOSHbEkVa1kX_4bh3njQqRsCLTMsmLKPNIPQZVyGzx8LZah8NKLSsW11xt/s1600/haiku.JPG"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; text-decoration: none;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">And Joey, HIMSELF, the big man with the just as big fake mustache, drew me a comic for myself!!!! He drew me a comic!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">It's HERE!!!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVdHFAuHLzcdISNtwUDtyULwj_8dSQR_M0rRHrVryFitMs8-xE0tkB9h8HJFHKjLTWOfQeXJnefDMwbKC_SbPMhMM3Tiu_Wvc9KOotVx5R1xX5FFho8lbWAoBY2osVF8hSt1bGvLAglkNO/s1600/FAME.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVdHFAuHLzcdISNtwUDtyULwj_8dSQR_M0rRHrVryFitMs8-xE0tkB9h8HJFHKjLTWOfQeXJnefDMwbKC_SbPMhMM3Tiu_Wvc9KOotVx5R1xX5FFho8lbWAoBY2osVF8hSt1bGvLAglkNO/s1600/FAME.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVdHFAuHLzcdISNtwUDtyULwj_8dSQR_M0rRHrVryFitMs8-xE0tkB9h8HJFHKjLTWOfQeXJnefDMwbKC_SbPMhMM3Tiu_Wvc9KOotVx5R1xX5FFho8lbWAoBY2osVF8hSt1bGvLAglkNO/s1600/FAME.JPG" imageanchor="1"><br />
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The word “baby” to me has become the phonetic equivalent to “maybe,” which has made a few songs go from sincere and lovely to confused and uncertain-sounding.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaaR026yPvehXvt6NbC-nUb1qd_31KP7_yRWOR64wmgpWuKLThxFuV6EvzA6q1PyTMrem0OY1Ch2acvSJL88ZXiF1EGDXV0jTV4fPHST1GHgvjYumuQUfi-s3Y5z7SMFlt-hQm7A3EasH2/s1600/lyrics1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaaR026yPvehXvt6NbC-nUb1qd_31KP7_yRWOR64wmgpWuKLThxFuV6EvzA6q1PyTMrem0OY1Ch2acvSJL88ZXiF1EGDXV0jTV4fPHST1GHgvjYumuQUfi-s3Y5z7SMFlt-hQm7A3EasH2/s640/lyrics1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">Making this formerly kickass song sound unsure as to whether she’ll be bulletproof or not. I might be bulletproof, I might not be. I mean I’ve been there, done that, messed around… but I might be bulletproof next time.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih0tGRPGeOzVpCIz9d2bkiTASO-ciiS-CeaECZt5lNUJ3VZoNShErXMuLTvpmUbZNufFX0RKEELOzhKU0THw0YejgFkbVmRcqglpAog2jpXWqiRhFIRW-2Y5geBUEIbbkj-FI7qaz6zGXw/s1600/lyrics2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih0tGRPGeOzVpCIz9d2bkiTASO-ciiS-CeaECZt5lNUJ3VZoNShErXMuLTvpmUbZNufFX0RKEELOzhKU0THw0YejgFkbVmRcqglpAog2jpXWqiRhFIRW-2Y5geBUEIbbkj-FI7qaz6zGXw/s640/lyrics2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">I am unsure if I find your dance floor gyrations pleasing to my eyes or not. I mean, it’s possible. Then again, I could just be being coy. I might be maintaining my mystique by not letting you feel any level of security in your dancing. In fact, I might find you repulsive. But again, maybe I don’t. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNIUVVA9jN-8Ueo7hY8ShHwGmlU0yBXpEg47YDcQ7yQn0TSHWG9X_nkJmC9zHxngWVpe13ahfrSuR5f0_6USomE_Jf1SxqcAvFEOWm045Iwl409CuBtEDj1En3eVFbtMjdTzV96YbrbChR/s1600/lyrics3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="403" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNIUVVA9jN-8Ueo7hY8ShHwGmlU0yBXpEg47YDcQ7yQn0TSHWG9X_nkJmC9zHxngWVpe13ahfrSuR5f0_6USomE_Jf1SxqcAvFEOWm045Iwl409CuBtEDj1En3eVFbtMjdTzV96YbrbChR/s640/lyrics3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">I know that because of the lacking substance here, it is almost impossible to tell what song it is. Or maybe BECAUSE of the lacking substance, you already inferred that it’s Justin Beiber. I do not have Beiber fever. I’m a part of the generation of 18-24 year olds who are simply annoyed and bothered by his pre-pubescent singing. I do digress. All I’m trying to say that that this version of the song makes it sound like he is trying to decide whether he wants this (also pre-pubescent) girl or not. He’s like maybe, maybe, maybe….. NOOOOOO! Thus breeding the next generation of indecisive males, way to go J-Beebs. Glad you're being a role model. Ok, so the title of the song should have thrown me a little hint that he wasn’t just contemplating liking some girl (like, as in like-like? As in more than friends?)… and maybe he actually uses the word baby in the song. But what kind of post would that make for? An uninteresting one, I give you that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-21666702894914718732011-01-26T10:50:00.001-05:002011-01-26T10:50:55.722-05:00I almost had Shingles<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;">Oh, Zerbe Health Center...</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">So I was feeling sort of sick the other day, in the sense that I hadn’t slept for days, honestly, and I was spending my nights roaming around, organizing things. Things that don’t even belong to me. After two nights of this that blurred into days full of being cranky and being mean to people in general, and an overall Grinch (though when I wrote this originally, I didn’t use the word “Grinch”), I just couldn’t take it anymore, and went to the health center here, at GCC. So I trot on over, and I get looked over by a nurse. So she pushed my tongue down with the thing, and looked at my eyes and took my temperature, and saw this rash I have on my arm and stomach and started making what I call “worried noises.” So I started to panic a little bit, and am not surprised at all when she says:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Nurse: </span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">My dear, I regret to inform you that you have (wait for it…) Shingles.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Me:</span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> What.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Nurse: </span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Yeah.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Me:</span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> But, I had chicken pox as a child!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Nurse:</span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Well… (shuffle thorough about 1,893,759,782,075 papers) …ok I’m going to rediagnose you here… Ok, you have a cold, and dry skin.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Me: </span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">…What? Two seconds ago, I had Shingles!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Nurse: </span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And now you have dry skin. All you need to do is apply lotion more frequently—<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Me: </span></b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Yeah, I know how to cure dry skin.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 21.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And I got out of there… I almost had shingles today. It felt so dramatic that I’ve told this story to like, 10 people and I am no longer entirely sure how true it is. Keep in mind that I was running on 46 hours without sleep. And also may have been heavily medicated at the time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-54553210175098362732011-01-17T22:41:00.000-05:002011-01-17T22:46:49.073-05:00Web Comic, MIA<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 55px;">Come back!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">So I have a webcomic that I read all the time, it’s called They All Bleed The Same, and it’s written by Joey Rintoul, (you can check it out here, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px;"><a href="http://tabts-comic.com/">http://tabts-comic.com/</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px;">) </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10.5pt;">and he doesn’t know who I am or that I read it, but the point is that I DO read it… and he hasn’t updated it in like, twenty years! Okay, it was last updated on December 5<sup>th</sup> (is that too specific? Am I getting creepy? Yes. Yes, I am.) but that is sooo long in fan time. I mean, if I stopped writing for that long, I can only imagine how many of my fans would be crushed! I realize that people are constantly relying on me for my brilliance and witty insights to everyday life. Thus I have decided to go out of my way to make today’s post special, and make my own web comic out of it!!!!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjywH1dwW0CwawPL73qZvT7cL5tCjECQlnqJm4es_zAXqD0kspdgZB0QZLi-NvhZnD5q2EBsnB8InFDRHTaykXyYvt2CnQSPAJMYH-315yZ5CPy4_jJjeKF-m2sqdLfWuSoMtkYYVQuXPia/s1600/webcomic10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjywH1dwW0CwawPL73qZvT7cL5tCjECQlnqJm4es_zAXqD0kspdgZB0QZLi-NvhZnD5q2EBsnB8InFDRHTaykXyYvt2CnQSPAJMYH-315yZ5CPy4_jJjeKF-m2sqdLfWuSoMtkYYVQuXPia/s640/webcomic10.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">Thus, deciding that it's 0kay that Joey Rintoul hasn't written a web comic in a while. I had no idea of the pressure he was under.</span></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-86360241886999495562010-12-19T20:23:00.001-05:002010-12-19T20:23:09.054-05:00Finals UpdateThey now have swords.Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-49849343566627851162010-12-18T06:08:00.000-05:002010-12-18T06:08:00.001-05:00Whistling: Horrible and Great<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;">It's Finals</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><br />
</div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> </span></i><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Whistling is both fantastic and terrible. I love whistling because: 1. I am pretty good at it, 2. Depressed people don’t whistle, so if I’m whistling, life is going better than terribly. Now the problem that comes with whistling is that it is a contagious idea. When I hear someone whistling, I usually come to the slow realization that I am neglecting my own abilities, and begin whistling right along. It is only after about a minute and a half of this more-than-awesome orchestral-type duet that I come to my next realization: That we are not whistling the same thing. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> Not only this, but everyone around us has begun to get incredibly annoyed. This is usually followed by an immediate recession of my whistling, confidence, self esteem, and desire to whistle ever again. In that order. Now, after this ordeal is forgotten, I usually end up hearing a song with some whistling in it (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Don’t Worry, Be Happy </i>is a major suspect in this) and think it’s a great idea. This could go one of two ways. I can start whistling a good song, staying on pitch and key OR, I could decide to whistle with my headphones in, horribly and at volumes I cannot realistically gauge considering my current hearing-impaired circumstance.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> I also hate whistling around my friends, because they, then, catch the contagious whistle-lust, and begin to whistle, also. As I said, previously, I am a pretty good whistler. I am a snob and will then stop whistling just so that the other person can stop murdering my sonata. Sometimes, though, I choose to whistle extremely loud, or merely hold the same note until they get the point that I am supreme at whistling, and they should not have challenged such an adversary.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> On a related note, it is exactly 6 AM. It is finals week. I have been awake for about 46-odd hours now. What brought on this blog post was the fact that there is a man sitting in the common study area with his headphones in, whistling. Whistling the same song he has been whistling for the past two hours while his friends discuss World of Warcraft strategy. I am in pain. Short of actually going up to him, and explaining the “studying situation” that everyone <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">else</i> is undergoing, the only retaliation I can think of, speaking in their own language is talking loudly about how my “guild” is “doing some serious empirical studies,” requiring complete “silence” (which is in quotations because I could go for any other sort of noise other than this dude’s whistling. Pigs squealing, perhaps. Silence is not required. “Silence,” that is the absence of whistling, however, is imperative.)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> Then again, I’d probably get called a n00b (which, for the records, Microsoft Word accepted as a real word with arms wide open. No red squiggly marks here!) for using improper verbiage when it comes to WoW. To which, I will proudly announce that I have been kissed, and watch them shrink away in sadness and shame… At least their avatars have been in the pubs lately, chattin’ up all sorts of fly digital honey! (Did I mention it’s 6 AM, and I didn’t get up early, but have rather stayed up late? Twice? Consecutively?)<o:p></o:p></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-63111214527746107312010-12-07T16:32:00.001-05:002010-12-07T16:57:48.641-05:00Literally, It was an Epic Fail.<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 36pt; line-height: 115%;">Like, Legit.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Hey, neighbors. Just thought I’d literally drop an epic note for you, and I hope you find it legit. It would literally break my heart if you think it’s a fail, though… Right. I thought that we should have a little talk today on the verbiage of our generation and their use of the words “literally,” “epic,” “fail,” and “legit.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> When you say “literally”… </span></b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">you mean “actually” and “without exaggeration.” It is not synonymous with “very.” So when you say “I am literally bursting with laughter.” Everyone around you should start slowly backing away, because you are actually going to burst. So keep this in mind and when you hear someone say “I am literally peeing my pants!” you can have the confidence of looking at them an assessing the fact that they either 1. Don’t know the meaning of the word, 2. Know the meaning of the word, but doesn’t have the presence of mind to know when to use it properly or 3. Have an extremely overactive bladder. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <b>Things that are “epic”…</b> are things that are larger than life, such as the ocean, or perhaps God, and a genre of literature where heroes reach their goals despite seemingly insurmountable odds. I’m sorry that <i>Beowulf</i> is, in fact, epic, while your last Facebook status about eating burritos is not. Now if your burrito were perhaps, 50 feet tall, or on its way to avenge its village by killing an evil dragon, or trying to deposit a ring in a volcano from whence it was forged, perhaps then, it would be epic. Was it? No? I didn’t think so.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> “<b>Fail” is particularly close to my heart… </b>because it makes the least sense of all of these colloquialisms. The word “fail” is a verb. As in “I failed that test.” You would not say “That test was a fail.” That would be almost like saying “That test was a sneeze.” “Failure,” however, is a noun. “My studying methods were led to my utter failure.” This sentence works perfectly well. Next time you are determining if you are in fact using the word fail properly in a sentence, replace it with the word “sneeze,” if the sentence still works, you are using it properly. If the sentence doesn’t work: don’t use it out loud. For instance: “You sneeze in that class every year!” works. So the sentence “You fail in that class every year!” also works. Well done. I’ll inform your second grade teacher that she didn’t completely fail in her attempts to teach you when to use nouns and verbs.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> The word “legit”…<i> </i></span></b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">is usually preceded by the filler: “like,” and followed by a question mark. Usually this phrase is asking for the verification of a fact. When looked up in the dictionary, Legitimate refers to something of a legal nature, and the secondary definition means “genuine.” At no point is it defined as “awesome.” “This blog is pretty legit.” Well, I certainly hope that it is legal, and as far as it being genuine, yes, every word of this is mean in a heartfelt manner. I just don’t see the point of saying it out loud.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Thanks for reading, I hope this helps you in a small way, and leads you to snicker at people when they perpetually use these words incorrectly.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-32751476445284030062010-12-06T10:15:00.000-05:002010-12-06T12:03:25.235-05:00Dear Funny People<div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 36pt; line-height: 115%;">And those who think they are</span></div><br />
<div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Dear Funny People:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">I thought I’d write to find out how you’re doing! I hear that you’ve been using mass emailing to show off how hilarious you are. How’s that working out for you? I was reading the “To” field of your email, and I realized that not only did you include the entire teaching and housekeeping staff of GCC as well as alumni, but also Dr. Vincent DiStasi our chief information officer, himself. You know… the guy who busted you for civil discourse? Not to mention the fact that you sent it to our President Dr. Jewell and his First Lady… <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Anyway I was just checking in on you, as I heard you were going to appeal your case to the board, so please let me know how that is going to go! Suit it up, calm it down: as we say in the old country, “don’t talk so much.” With any luck, you’ll be the one case they don’t INCREASE the sentence on, but as I can tell from your sense of humor that will be unlikely to happen.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">As the Resident Satirist, I understand the desire for one’s work to be read by all and to be considered hilarious, but I would like to also mention that you have to actually be funny for this to occur! Or if there is no chance of that, please at least be grammatically correct (e.g. “Sounds like a cool story, but if you do read it, be a sponge” is a sentence fragment, and makes me cringe). Being sarcastic is one type of humor, where things are “funny because they’re true.” Kind of like how your being fined for a really offensive email to the entire student body (and then some) is funny because it’s true. But let’s not get caught up in the past and poor life decisions. If we wanted to draw attention to offensive mistakes, we could just find someone wearing leggings as pants and write an article on her!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">I hope this has been informative, and helpful. If it isn’t, feel free to write Brittany Knowles (THAT’S MY ROOMMATE!).<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><br />
</div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Love,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">Paige Polesnak</span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><br />
</div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-18501797785889395612010-11-27T11:51:00.000-05:002010-11-27T11:51:38.723-05:00Silver is the New Black<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Goudy Old Style","serif"; font-size: 36.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The Changing Computer Trend<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>From the beginning of time, Grove City College has given each of its students a black HP computer, the newest versions of which are outfitted with the ever-shrinking battery packs, and tablet features. Because of the similarities of each model from generation to generation, this made it difficult to point out freshman without intense investigation. Last year, however, everything changed. The computers issued were silver and the battery pack was so thin it was almost indistinguishable. Thus, even if they weren’t wearing their lanyards, taking forever to beep into meals, or calling Breen Student Union the “STU,” one could still identify freshmen by the color of their HPs.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This year, an even greater leap was taken, and the computers are not only silver, but also have a huge sticker of the beautiful Rockwell Hall of Sciences on the back. (At first, one couldn’t even recognize it was the GCC campus, as the sky was a blue rather than the typical Grove City Grey, but artistic liberties must be taken in the pursuit of advertisement.) Suddenly, the college-issued computers on campus are evenly balanced between these new, completely pimped-out silver bullets against the huge-battery-pack-laden black dinosaurs. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Certainly, the possession of the older computers imply the user’s wisdom, campus smarts, and maturity, but it comes at the cost of having an older model, spotty internet access and general crankiness that can only be caused by having to deal with old technology on a continual basis. The possession of a new one, on the other hand, alludes to sophomoric ideals, general awkwardness, and an elaborate knowledge of exactly what has been “Overheard at GCC” as facilitated by speedy Facebook connections.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Now, rather than continuing to discuss the variety of computers on campus, I’d like to offer Grove City some suggestions for alternative photos to paste on the back of next year’s laptops.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Some Alternative Suggestions for Computer Covers<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><a href="http://www.visandvals.org/cms/program/image/Jewell.R.300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.visandvals.org/cms/program/image/Jewell.R.300.jpg" width="133" /></a><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">1.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Dr. Jewell. A photograph </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">of Dr. Jewell would be perfect for the computers, it would be a reminder that we have a president that cares about our school, and is always looking after us, encouraging us to do our best. Even if we can’t make it to the meetings at his GeDunk hours, or missed his many performances on OB-OB, you will have him with you always.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.nainfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/cheese_omelet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://www.nainfood.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/cheese_omelet.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">2.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Sherri making an omelet. When times get rough, and the pressure of finals is growing, we can rest in the knowledge that we have an expert omelet maker waiting</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;"> to serve us every morning; always with a ready spatula, smile and lovingly sarcastic sense of humor.</span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:EnzrP5tKFrd1vM:http://www.facebook.com/profile/pic.php?uid=AAAAAQAQuO55mGtwPVB-htfe4XMAGgAAAAqu0MJfJuaA6aSJ4V-Hc7KA&t=1" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:EnzrP5tKFrd1vM:http://www.facebook.com/profile/pic.php?uid=AAAAAQAQuO55mGtwPVB-htfe4XMAGgAAAAqu0MJfJuaA6aSJ4V-Hc7KA&t=1" width="156" /></a><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"></span>3.<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Darrius Pugh. 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</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"> </span></i><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Greetings again, friends! Today’s topic is another one very close to my heart. Let’s talk about the extremes we go to, to lull people into a false sense of importance: especially when we have no idea who they are. Let me elaborate: this campus is not particularly large, and eventually you will recognize the faces that you pass by, even if you don’t know them personally. You may even get to the point that you wave hi purely on the basis of the fact that you see them every day… On occasion, these people somehow figure out your first name, whether it’s through recognizing you on Facebook, or watching you doing an assignment on your computer, or trying every name they can think of in GCC Stalk until they recognize your picture: they figure out who you are and start having more elaborate conversations with you. Months go by, and suddenly, you realize that you have no idea who they actually are. You know their interests, ideals, dreams and the names of their pets and where they’re from, but have no idea who they are. This is when things have gotten too far along for you to be able to ask who they are because, well, that would just be embarrassing for every party involved… So what do you do? Here are a few tactics to help you out…<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">How to Figure Out Someone’s Name Tactfully<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">1.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">The most effective way I know to do this without hurting anyone’s feelings is to get the person to say their own name. This will require a third party that you are sure the other person doesn’t know. Bring this person with you and start a conversation, suddenly stop and ask, “Wait, do you two know each other?” Mystery Person (MP for short) will say that no, they do not. That’s when you say “Oh, this is Barbie, sorry about that.” And MP will say “Oh, hi, I’m Blah-Blah McBlahgerton.” And just like that: they’ve been had.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">2.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Demand that they speak in the third person.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">3.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Ask for their middle name, and say that you are going to call them that from now on.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">4.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Tell them you are writing them a poem and need to rhyme their name with something. If they say something like “Fyler,” “Mobert,” or “Spiffany,” you’ve got it made.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">5.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Tell them that you think a fun activity would be making name tags to wear around for the rest of the day.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">6.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Ask for their number, and how to spell their name. “How many different ways do you know to spell Beth?” “Uh… I know how to spell THAT, gosh… I meant your last name.” “Mills?” “Oh. Just wanted to be sure.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">7.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Just call them the wrong name. With any luck, they won’t have the guts to correct you. (Also, if it’s a girl, call her “Emily” or “Rachel.” All the girls at this place are named either Emily or Rachel… You have a 70% chance of being correct.)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">8.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Only call them “baby,” “darling,” “honey,” “doll face,” and “you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">9.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Ask them for their signature, just in case they ever get famous.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">10.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Ask someone else if they know MP’s name. I suppose this could have been number one, couldn’t it? But nope! No easy way out for you! Well done, you pass. B-.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494258056840699742.post-66176114897025208282010-11-16T13:50:00.000-05:002010-11-16T13:50:23.027-05:00Females: We WILL be Late<div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;">Dealing With It</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 48px; line-height: 55px;"></span>Getting ready for a date is an incredibly stressful and worrisome prospect here at GCC. You never know whether things are really “dates” or just hanging out with a friend, or if you both just had similar plans for the day. Needless to say dating on this campus is a mess. Thus, some leniencies must be allowed when your date is preparing herself. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">So please understand our anxiety at this prospect! It would be best if you did not get upset… but just plan on us being late. Here are a few translations for you… if we say “five minutes” it means “half hour.” If we ask how we look, and you say “fine,” we take it as a synonym for “bad,” and it will take us another “five minutes” to get into an outfit we feel completely confident in.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">I’m sorry that we cannot just roll out of bed, put on what we wore yesterday, and think that’s okay. We have standards because if you didn’t like how we look, you probably wouldn’t have asked us out in the first place. So if we go to our 8, 9, and 10 AM classes looking like a mess, I would like to reserve the right for us to look at least somewhat decent on our way to lunch. That may mean that you need to wait. But upon our arrival, you’re probably going to like the way that we look. We are not trying to be disrespectful. We are just trying to look good enough that makes you want to stick around for a few more dates. So we would love it if you would reciprocate the effort. If we agreed to this date, there is definitely a reason beyond your immediate looks, but they probably aren’t too shabby either.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">Some women I used to know back in the day, were all about making their dates wait, just “five minutes.” It wasn’t so much a disrespect thing but a test of how much they really want this date to work out… I, not being the kind of female to torment a respectable man, have never done this sort of thing. However, I have been purposefully late to places, so that I wouldn’t be the first person to arrive, and so that I wouldn’t be the one awkwardly waiting there… It is a horrible feeling I get when I receive the message that my date needs to reschedule, when my other friends run into me and asking who I’m waiting for, while I could have just been late and not needed to make the effort. I feel the same way about being let in to intervis: I’ll call that I’m outside waiting to be let in before I get there, just so I don’t have to look like the creeper waiting outside for someone just to exit so I can swoop in.)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;">I don’t really think the issue here is a lack of respect going on here so much as a desire to be wanted, and appreciated for our efforts. If anyone wants to talk about this some further, I’ll let you know when I have an extra “five minutes” to sort this out... I’m sure it’ll be “fine.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 200%;"><b>Some Things You Can Do to Cope with Our Lateness:</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;"></div><ol style="line-height: 200%;"><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">Call us earlier and say you're on your way!</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">Bring something to do while waiting for us. Resurrect your GameBoy!</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">Revel in the fact that we now must apologize for being late- how often do we do that?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">Look in the mirror. Are you up to our standard? No? Take this time to make that cowlick sit still!</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 28px;">Come up with a compliment to deliver immediately upon our arrival. This will prevent a relapse in our confidence, and lull us into a sense of security. Enjoy!</span></li>
</ol>Paige Polesnakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04769517736273776774noreply@blogger.com0