High School Mutants

We all had our place in high school. Mine was somewhere between nerd and punk. I thought I was being all radical and intellectual writing graffiti like "Bombs aren't cool" and "Poverty is the lack of means of production" (a quote by the way, not my own). I even had one guy chase me down the hall yelling "Communist!" I yelled back "At least I'm not a founding member of the A**hole Party like you." Ah, memories...

I was also a bit of a drama queen--in that I took Drama and was in a couple school plays. One part I got was as a slutty cheerleader (not what I auditioned for), but because I felt totally uncomfortable playing the part of a cheerleader (nerdpunk remember), I dyed my blonde hair purple and got a buzz cut. I think I was unofficially the only punk cheerleader out there, except for those tattooed broads from the Smells Like Teen Spirit video.

I was so punk, my friend even had a mohawk. She listened to real old school punk like Sex Pistols, Clash, and DOA. Now she drives an SUV and listens to Garth Brooks. It's weird how people mutate from their high school selves sometimes.

Not me though. I'm still a nerdpunk (or punknerd). I still like science, politics, philosophy...and Green Day.

An Aside

Have our attention spans deteriorated so much that now when something happens more than once we say it's happened numerous times?

I publish the following list as a refresher:

Two times = a couple
Three to Five times = a few
More than Five times = numerous

And please, if someone says hello to you twice in one day, give them the benefit of the doubt that maybe they forgot. After all, we all forget sometimes. Look how easy we forgot what numerous means.

Quickie #2: August 25, 2010

So I heard they were building this place downtown called Bodies: The Exhibition. I thought: Great, just what this city needs--another strip club.

It does give a whole new meaning to taking it all off...

Quickie #1: August 25, 2010

I feel pathetic...or is it apathetic? I feel pitiful but somehow I don't care.

The Top Ten Reasons Why I Blog

Number 10:
To create is to live!

Number 9:
Why not?

Number 8:
Because you can't stop me...nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.














Number 7:
As David Bowie says about writing his music, I write for myself--if anyone else enjoys it too that's great.

Number 6:
The cool kids shunned me.

Number 5:
I'm a word nerd.

Number 4:
The word blog is just so darn fun to say...blaaaawgg.

Number 3:
Laughter is one of the seven natural ways of healing.

Number 2:
My computer gets lonely if I don't.

and the Number 1 reason why I blog...

I crack myself up!

Classics

Two of my faves (they're corny but cute):

Classic Joke #1

Friends of mine lived in Frankfurt but they got sick of being called Frankfurters--so they moved to Hamburg.

Classic Joke #2

Horse walks into a bar. Bartender asks: "Why the long face?"

Quickie

If an alien came to Earth and saw baby food in the supermarket would he wonder if it was food for babies or food made from babies?