Giant toaster mural made entirely of toast
It took several days of work and several friends and their toasters to prepare the 2.500 pieces of toast necessary to build the gigantic mosaic, which reproduce a photograph of a toaster.
Old trusty soda machine. I push you for root beer, you give me Coke.
Willow ,'End of Days'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jessica - Jul 05, 2006 12:02:24 pm PDT #5506 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Sue - Jul 05, 2006 12:02:48 pm PDT #5507 of 10002
hip deep in pie
We totally didn't have english electives in high school, except for one grade 12 course in Canadian Literature. There wasn't even AP English.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jul 05, 2006 12:03:50 pm PDT #5508 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Similar story for sophomore and junior english, though our teacher veered more towards fawning all over the brown-nosing boys and dismissing the girls, when she wasn't badmouthing men and marriage. We wondered if there had be an affair with a much younger person. It was a bit uncomfortable.
Oh, our teacher wasn't at all unfair in her treatment of the boys in the class. It's just that the syllabus was heavily weighted toward the Torvalds and King Claudiuses and whoever jilted Granny Weatherall. We finally staged a class discussion mutiny over Macbeth, as none of the students (male or female) were willing to accept Lady Macbeth as the poor victim of her beast of a husband.
Jesse - Jul 05, 2006 12:08:55 pm PDT #5509 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, and I did mean to say that most of the rest of that New York Magazine etiquette guide was funny and on-point, but the dating part was jacktarded.
And I've had guys pay for dates and it's just nice. There, I said it. I like when people buy me stuff.
Hayden - Jul 05, 2006 12:12:21 pm PDT #5510 of 10002
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
The Yellow Wallpaper
I love that book. Can't remember what class I read it in, though.
Vortex - Jul 05, 2006 12:13:34 pm PDT #5511 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
And I've had guys pay for dates and it's just nice. There, I said it. I like when people buy me stuff.
oh, yes. I like this a lot. But, if I ask a guy out, he shouldn't be expected to pay, or thought of as a cheapskate because we split the bill.
and I am suddenly reminded of a bit in Bridge to Terabithia when Jess (?) goes to the museum with his teacher, and she buys him lunch and says "when I ask a man out, I pay"
brenda m - Jul 05, 2006 12:14:35 pm PDT #5512 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Sappho and the Golden Ass
Now that sounds like a story!
The Lottery is one that definitely impacted me, and seems kind of appropriate these days.
Jesse - Jul 05, 2006 12:16:50 pm PDT #5513 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
But, if I ask a guy out, he shouldn't be expected to pay, or thought of as a cheapskate because we split the bill.
Oh, totally.
I think Bridge to Terabithia was the first book I read where someone dies and people have sex (I am thinking of the right book?), so I don't remember anything else about it...
Pix - Jul 05, 2006 12:18:44 pm PDT #5514 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
The Yellow Wallpaper
I love that book. Can't remember what class I read it in, though.
It's a short story by Charlotte Gilman. Creepy as hell. I love it too.
Jesse - Jul 05, 2006 12:20:45 pm PDT #5515 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
OK, I just read the summary on Amazon, and they're only in 5th grade, so I guess that wasn't the book I read where people Did It, which I then felt compelled to hide from my mother. Also, I probably would have been more traumatized over the fact that the main characters have mine and my mother's names.