Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
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Your Majesty, Dracula and his minions have seized the province of Wallachia.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Blogs as an assignment? That seems a little weird.
Then again, my art history class is having us do our homework as forum threads on a Moodle page.
Doctor Who reference in Pokemon B2W2? Headcanon accepted.
JZ if you want to make your blog interesting I'll write a few entries for you
...when I was awakened by the sound of my phone going off. It was my friend Robin, who we all thought was dead after her spirit journey into the New Mexico desert after chewing on some peyote. She turned up in Cuidad Juarez in a seedy hotel (is there any other kind in Juarez?) rambling about "underground empires" where old tech goes after the real world had enough of em'. She said that in that world, the z80 and 6502 are still king; programmers are still racing the beam and nobody knows what an "FPS" is. She was safe back in the states but a shattered wreck. After finishing my conversation with her, I woke up and stumbled to my dresser where I keep the tequila and cigarettes. It's gonna be another one of them fuckin' days.
Moodle is a terrible name and therefore must be a terrible site.
Yeah, something about gleaning our individuality from our posts. Dude, if that were true, a real blog run by me would be a mixture of spamming naughty words, posting music videos, out of context quotes and bizarre ramblings on pointless subjects. Truly, that's what a teacher wants to see.
JZ if you want to make your blog interesting I'll write a few entries for you
...when I was awakened by the sound of my phone going off. It was my friend Robin, who we all thought was dead after her spirit journey into the New Mexico desert after chewing on some peyote. She turned up in Cuidad Juarez in a seedy hotel (is there any other kind in Juarez?) rambling about "underground empires" where old tech goes after the real world had enough of em'. She said that in that world, the z80 and 6502 are still king; programmers are still racing the beam and nobody knows what an "FPS" is. She was safe back in the states but a shattered wreck. After finishing my conversation with her, I woke up and stumbled to my dresser where I keep the tequila and cigarettes. It's gonna be another one of them fuckin' days.
That would be so fantastic
Yes, but what are your thoughts on yaoi Wordsworth?
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Moodle is a network used by some schools (including mine, obviously) where professors can upload course syllabi, reading material, important notices, etc. and students can upload assignments.
It also has forums and chatrooms for people to hold discussions outside of class time, but my art history class is the only one I've had so far that actually uses them.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
I think so, yeah.
Though I'll admit, I had to look Angel up because this is the first time I've ever heard of it.
Yes, but what are your thoughts on yaoi Wordsworth?
It was at that moment when I looked up from my textbook to see the the other female student across the table from me start to rip out pages from the comic book she was reading. It was imperceptible at first, what all with her punctuated giggling and the ripping of pages; but her mumbles became words that everyone in this section of the library could now hear.
"Bishie, bishie bishie! My lil' bishie! Gonna rip you to shreds! Bishie, bishie!"
The rise of the din caused by her ripping and now screaming had caused little Mrs. Jones, the assistant librarian, to come over and see what the fuss was. By this time the student had ran out of pages to rip out, so she turned on her own hair.
"Bishie, bishie!" she screamed, and jumped onto the table while still ripping her hair out by the bloody roots. She ran across the long table to a terrified young man sitting a row down, his mouth and eyes wide open in a shared expression of disbelief and terror. The young woman stopped her mantra and hair-pulling and slumped her head down, staring at the stunned fellow. Her expression turned to a grin, and she said in a whispered tone -- that yet the entire library could hear: "Uke dookie."
I tossed my notebooks and papers into my bag as quickly as possible and got up to leave. Walking off, I looked one last time back at the scene of the young woman and terrified man at the table, and rolled my eyes. I walked right up to the emergency exit and without a second thought I slammed open the red lever which set off ancient fire alarms around the building. By the time the campus security would have come around looking for me, I was already in a taxi heading for home, tequila and cigarettes on my mind.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I'm not sure whether Angel or Blackboard is worse. My high school used Angel, and I remember the software itself being more frustrating than the newer versions of Blackboard, but the way they had everything organized made more sense than my college's Blackboard site does now.
My whole school district's been mandated to use Blackboard.
I'm currently facepalming at something caused by it, though-- LibreOffice's making these PowerPoint 07 files look like crap and I had to take notes from them, so I'm basically going "frak it, let's pirate some MS Office ripoff".
(And you'd be surprised, that ripoff actually looks pretty nice. Very MS-reminiscent without being as expensive, though I doubt that matters since LOL I'M BEING A PIR8 ANYWAY.)
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I've learned to tolerate drama...except on the boat
Also I'm reading TVT's pages on Screwed by the Network. Somehow the Live Action TV one is less whiny than I remember the Western Animation one being...
Got my Blag post done. I wasn't thrilled about it. I probably should just have focused on Lewis Caroll instead of also talking about Romanticism, but oh well.
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Yeah, something about gleaning our individuality from our posts. Dude, if that were true, a real blog run by me would be a mixture of spamming naughty words, posting music videos, out of context quotes and bizarre ramblings on pointless subjects. Truly, that's what a teacher wants to see.
Yes, but what are your thoughts on yaoi Wordsworth?
Also, this film has apparently set a record for worst opening day. OR might, Or something.
I'm eating a Frosty and listening to Rush, so I guess I'm also my usual self.
SPLONCH
He wears suits? and has no face? I think you have a face
What do I win?
It was kinda fun, but then afterwords you're like "Dude won how many grammys doing this?" ಠ_ಠ
Gramophone
The Grammys are pretty much a joke.
Also, Irene, I couldn't quite follow what you were saying there, but it involved breasts so it's OK.