Ok, I'm bored. Anything to contribute to this stupid and senseless thread? At least on a positive note I went flying yesterday KAGC to KAGC, steep banks and some pattern work. Fun. I was supposed to go today, but the weather didn't cooperate. Never know what Picksburgh's gonna throw at ya. I'm going to really try and finish my Private this summer especially since it's been almost a year since I started it......... Sheesh, I'm bored. I hope that storm rolls through for something interesting.
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Heres a story I got today.
Sorry to those who have seen it.
A LONG READ BUT SO WORTH IT!!!!
Here's a prime example of "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus";
offered by an English professor from the University of Colorado for an
actual class assignment:
The professor told his class one day: "Today we will experiment with a
new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person
will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right.
As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a
short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send
another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then
add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending
another copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph,
and so on back-and-forth.
Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep
the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the
e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the e - mail.
The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."
The following was actually turned in by two of his English students:
Rebecca and Gary.
THE STORY: (first paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The
chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now
reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he
liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind
off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about
him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out
of the question.
(second paragraph by Gary)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron
now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about
than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with
whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. " A.S. Harris to
Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. " Polar
orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could
sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a
hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent
him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt
one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who
had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its
pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.
"Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel,"
Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously
excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her
youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no
newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of
innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one
lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
(Gary)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live.
Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched
the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks
who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the
congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien
empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours
after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for
Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With
no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The
lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President,
in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off
the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which
vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.
(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My
writing partner is a violent, chauvin istic semi-literate adolescent.
(Gary)
Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic
whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh,
shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F--KING
TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads
too many Danielle Steele novels!"
(Rebecca)
As*h@le .
(Gary)
B*tch!
(Rebecca)
F**K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!
(Gary)
In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some tea.
(TEACHER)
A+ - I really liked this one.Sam Rudge
A 5D3, some Canon lenses, the Sigma L and a flash
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Ah yes, summer!
That wonderous season in which dumb kids clog cable speed connections, waste billions of gallons of water, fill jails, and yet complain about boredom. That idyllic summer "dry heat" that captures the senses and creates a mad dash for the great indoors! That great God-given ability to play Counterstrike for 12 hours without getting a seizure! Waking up at 3pm and going back to sleep at 10pm!
Summer, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways:
1. No school
2. Later Wakeup times
3. Enjoy seeing wage slaves off to work in the 90 degree heat
4. Living off the parents
5. Living off the parents
They say boredom was invented in the early 1980s and they're damn right. I'm bored out of my mind, but that's okay. Because being bored is much better than doing schoolwork. Seriously. And now I can do what I want to do and read what I want to read. No more mushy bullsh!t books for me. And I can make my own goddamn list of things to do.
If only we had a creek in the backyard we could catch turtles. Or not.
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Well, since the only drivers license I've had was a US forces, Japan one (which means nothing in the US), I have to do the whole learners permit thing in order to get a US drivers license. I finally got that today. So the days of having a commercial pilots license, multi engine and instrument ratings, and flight instructor cert, but no drivers license are soon over
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Originally posted by ATLcenterAh yes, summer!
That wonderous season in which dumb kids clog cable speed connections, waste billions of gallons of water, fill jails, and yet complain about boredom. That idyllic summer "dry heat" that captures the senses and creates a mad dash for the great indoors! That great God-given ability to play Counterstrike for 12 hours without getting a seizure! Waking up at 3pm and going back to sleep at 10pm!
Summer, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways:
1. No school
2. Later Wakeup times
3. Enjoy seeing wage slaves off to work in the 90 degree heat
4. Living off the parents
5. Living off the parents
They say boredom was invented in the early 1980s and they're damn right. I'm bored out of my mind, but that's okay. Because being bored is much better than doing schoolwork. Seriously. And now I can do what I want to do and read what I want to read. No more mushy bullsh!t books for me. And I can make my own goddamn list of things to do.
If only we had a creek in the backyard we could catch turtles. Or not.
Originally posted by screaming_emuWell, since the only drivers license I've had was a US forces, Japan one (which means nothing in the US), I have to do the whole learners permit thing in order to get a US drivers license. I finally got that today. So the days of having a commercial pilots license, multi engine and instrument ratings, and flight instructor cert, but no drivers license are soon over
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Originally posted by scramjetI don't have a driver's license either although I think my friends and my parents are REALLY hoping I get a permit soon. I swear I do not want to learn how to drive around here though.
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Originally posted by scramjetActually, in the summer I do ALOT of camping and hiking and my computer use cuts way down. Summer is for real fun. When I spend a beautiful summer day watching TV or playing computer games or even doing something productive indoors, I get really depressed by the end of the day. Call me lazy, but this is why I decided not to do some extra college courses or even get a job (i considered both) because a five mile hike and picnic in the hills beats flipping burgers or playing sensless video games any day. And this summer, I'll be doing alot of flying too (hopefully).
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