deebs new theory on why men open doors for women:
1. they get a nice veiw (on most occasions)
2. if a woman enters the room and starts to scream, if there was for example a lion in the room, then the man can simply shut the door and therefore have avioded a gruesome death
in other news: our dear friend abby has entered the bloggosphere, please make her feel welcome this is the address: www.gailahlbergtalks.blogspot.com
yay! pancake breakfast on saturday. if your cool you will be there.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Saturday, January 27, 2007
"mom guess what i learned in school today"
new semester means for me one new teacher: Mr Borash aka deebs? he had some interesting insight on friday. you know very useful information: practical joke information.
1. in a college setting: since dorm doors open from the inside put pennies in the door wedged between the cracks so that they can't get out, forcing them to miss classes, ect. until someone comes to knock out the pennies, and let them out.
2. fill a large grorery bag fullof baby powder and then slide it under the door of the dorm member who you seek revenge with and then jump onto of the full side of the bag, forcing the powder to shoot out and cover the room completly.
3. THE ULTIMATE: blong vs. deebs. two years ago there was talk about adding classrooms in the basement of the school and blong jumped at the idea. blong continued to fantisize about a room in the basement where no one could bother him and he would have two large windows. once the rooms were built blong, engen, and nelson had claimed them and moved in. life WAS good for blong. deebs, blong, and pritchett were talking in the parking lot a few days later, and deebs warns blong that he might not have the nice room as long as he thinks and that they would probably say something about it at the meeting tom. blong brushes him off, and it is not mentioned at the meeting.
much later steve the janitor comes down to the basement carrying lots of large boxes, blong questiones him and steve says he's just doing his job. they go to talk to his supervisor, and as steve gives him the wink, he agrees and says they could be moving things soon. later he runs into engen who asks if he received the e-mail about the special ed classes wanting the basement rooms, and blong remembers seeing the special ed supervisor walking around the week before.
blong is fuming by now, and needs to talk to the raz, so 1st hour the next day he writes the assignment on the board and runs up to talk to the raz, but he sees him talking to the superintendent and continues to pace outside. 2ns hour he writes the assignment and runs back up to razidlo and steps on his foot then whispers we have to talk. razidlo yells at him that he's been "punked" and busts out laughing. blong furiously goes back to his class and the raz follows him and continues to tell the classes how he was punked without revealing the name. then carmen cummings asks "so blong do you kow who did it?" way to suspicious for blong he tries to corner her cause he thinks she knows. she leaves her high heels and sprints out of the room. blong ducktapes her shoes together and hangs them from the cieling. a little while later while working out a problem on the board he sudenly pauses as he remembers the parking lot conversation. "deebs" he leaves the class and marches up to borash's room. yells "hey deebs" as borash looks to the doorway to see blong giving him the "double bird".
1. in a college setting: since dorm doors open from the inside put pennies in the door wedged between the cracks so that they can't get out, forcing them to miss classes, ect. until someone comes to knock out the pennies, and let them out.
2. fill a large grorery bag fullof baby powder and then slide it under the door of the dorm member who you seek revenge with and then jump onto of the full side of the bag, forcing the powder to shoot out and cover the room completly.
3. THE ULTIMATE: blong vs. deebs. two years ago there was talk about adding classrooms in the basement of the school and blong jumped at the idea. blong continued to fantisize about a room in the basement where no one could bother him and he would have two large windows. once the rooms were built blong, engen, and nelson had claimed them and moved in. life WAS good for blong. deebs, blong, and pritchett were talking in the parking lot a few days later, and deebs warns blong that he might not have the nice room as long as he thinks and that they would probably say something about it at the meeting tom. blong brushes him off, and it is not mentioned at the meeting.
much later steve the janitor comes down to the basement carrying lots of large boxes, blong questiones him and steve says he's just doing his job. they go to talk to his supervisor, and as steve gives him the wink, he agrees and says they could be moving things soon. later he runs into engen who asks if he received the e-mail about the special ed classes wanting the basement rooms, and blong remembers seeing the special ed supervisor walking around the week before.
blong is fuming by now, and needs to talk to the raz, so 1st hour the next day he writes the assignment on the board and runs up to talk to the raz, but he sees him talking to the superintendent and continues to pace outside. 2ns hour he writes the assignment and runs back up to razidlo and steps on his foot then whispers we have to talk. razidlo yells at him that he's been "punked" and busts out laughing. blong furiously goes back to his class and the raz follows him and continues to tell the classes how he was punked without revealing the name. then carmen cummings asks "so blong do you kow who did it?" way to suspicious for blong he tries to corner her cause he thinks she knows. she leaves her high heels and sprints out of the room. blong ducktapes her shoes together and hangs them from the cieling. a little while later while working out a problem on the board he sudenly pauses as he remembers the parking lot conversation. "deebs" he leaves the class and marches up to borash's room. yells "hey deebs" as borash looks to the doorway to see blong giving him the "double bird".
Thursday, January 11, 2007
why i love mainstream sociology:
1. we ask to leave early almost everyday
2. we can see every bit of action that happens during 6th hour at the north doors
3. every week someone goes mysteriously "missing"
4. how everyone hates "the sophomore" and we let him know it (including carlson)
5. eric is late EVERYDAY (emo kid)
6. we play really easy jeporady(sp.?) for candy!
7. we watch really old videos of really ignorant stubborn people
8. carlson foams (at the mouth) and she knows it
9. we get extra credit for bringing tissues and keeping a pink paper
10. what happened today:
mrs c: "okay and nate what is an example of a stereotype of african americans?"
nate:"exaggeration"
mrs c: "yes, but what is an example from the book?"
nate: "well african americans are slaves..."
mrs c:".....(puzzled look)....yes and um excellent athletes too."
wow. it hit me just like that. i'll miss it.
2. we can see every bit of action that happens during 6th hour at the north doors
3. every week someone goes mysteriously "missing"
4. how everyone hates "the sophomore" and we let him know it (including carlson)
5. eric is late EVERYDAY (emo kid)
6. we play really easy jeporady(sp.?) for candy!
7. we watch really old videos of really ignorant stubborn people
8. carlson foams (at the mouth) and she knows it
9. we get extra credit for bringing tissues and keeping a pink paper
10. what happened today:
mrs c: "okay and nate what is an example of a stereotype of african americans?"
nate:"exaggeration"
mrs c: "yes, but what is an example from the book?"
nate: "well african americans are slaves..."
mrs c:".....(puzzled look)....yes and um excellent athletes too."
wow. it hit me just like that. i'll miss it.
Friday, January 05, 2007
5-000-000-000 (?)
as some of you know in the past few months i have received numerous voicemils and calls, all around the time of 12 pm for many odd (unapplicable) reasons. the first few times it was from this guy from new york calling an actual christina MEGAN wiger or something. i believe they were going to foreclose on her house or something, but it was urgent that she was to call them back and continued to leave me messages from other people regarding the urgency. i tried calling and i never could get to the right person. the same number was always calling me (5-000-000) and i began to dread that number.
it's actually been a few months since i have seen this number again, but sure enough it has resurfaced. and i don't even have the same phone! i saw it on the missed calls and reluctantly listened to the voicemail thinking that cristina had already lost all her "stuff" (whatever that may be) so i wondered who it was for. i checked the v-mail and it was this wierd music that reminded me of something "improper" and at first i thought it was maybe one of thse v-mails where we have the wars with leaving songs on each others phones, but who would have that number? after awhile of this song it said in a pleasant vioce, "thanks for holding" blah blah blah and then decided to play some more elevator-ish music, and eventually cut off from there.
in short, i fear this weekend and will try to keep my cell on me to finally answer this 5-000 number that is greviously wasting my minutes. or else i may have to start a support group, or find an online chatroom for this kind of thing. enjoy the weekend!
it's actually been a few months since i have seen this number again, but sure enough it has resurfaced. and i don't even have the same phone! i saw it on the missed calls and reluctantly listened to the voicemail thinking that cristina had already lost all her "stuff" (whatever that may be) so i wondered who it was for. i checked the v-mail and it was this wierd music that reminded me of something "improper" and at first i thought it was maybe one of thse v-mails where we have the wars with leaving songs on each others phones, but who would have that number? after awhile of this song it said in a pleasant vioce, "thanks for holding" blah blah blah and then decided to play some more elevator-ish music, and eventually cut off from there.
in short, i fear this weekend and will try to keep my cell on me to finally answer this 5-000 number that is greviously wasting my minutes. or else i may have to start a support group, or find an online chatroom for this kind of thing. enjoy the weekend!
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