Offline journals (Randal's pretty blue ocean!) / Typos and bad analogies / Plan changes
When I switch paper journals, I should make another one of these entries in LJ / GJ / Blogger!
Users on my LJ / GJ friends lists (past or present) who have been mentioned in my current offline journal (Randal's pretty blue ocean scene notebook) since mid-July 2006 till February 9, 2007:
Ben / Alyson Delgado (_brainsick_ / sufi87)
Steph Ng (canucks94)
Darren Morrison (dfrancis)
Chris Ho. (dingo727)
Corey Tap. (dwcorey)
Billy Schmalfeldt (fdolarhyde13)
Jim Anderson (harryroberts / rogermellie / kodyscott)
Jamie War. (jaebird)
Matt Ki. (jarethshair)
Eric Ho (lddude)
Farrah Fong (lilaznffairy421 / farrah)
Kaitlin Ol. (lordworm)
Billie Esma (mrgrim / murse)
Palmer Stevens (palmer_kun)
Jared Watts (smokedglass7429)
John Abbott (snooooopy)
Sara Wills (sparkle_bint)
Jasmine Cochlin (surrey_sucks)
Teunis P.
* plus a special mention of Ryan (museirain), because I talk to him all the time, heh
This morning in church, I noticed a very silly typo / error in one of the songs: Lord, You Have My Heat.
I got an email from Terry, who wants to know if I was there for the meeting about the barbecue after Fellowship: of *course* I was! Karen likes organization a bit too much, methinks. Simple things like organizing side dishes... are not quite so easy with her, heh. I agree with him that the barbecue is a good idea so we can get to know the other people more. Let's just hope we don't have too many leftovers next week, otherwise Karen will KNOW that her "false fears of leftovers" are indeed a true thing! (or we can hope for that anyhow, haha!)
Eric buzzed me on MSN about a change of plans: no longer Shanghai Wind for tonight, but some place at Aberdeen called Northern Delicacy instead. Okay, I can deal! He also asked me if I had Eddie's number: no. Then Jon buzzed me about the same thing... both these guys know I need to be picked up, in any event! Apparently, Shanghai Wind is booked solid until 8.
Got these "literary gems" from Jenn... they remind me of the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest!
Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. Here are last year's winners:
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead 7:30.
12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River .
18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to. (Almost Shakespearean.)
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
Users on my LJ / GJ friends lists (past or present) who have been mentioned in my current offline journal (Randal's pretty blue ocean scene notebook) since mid-July 2006 till February 9, 2007:
Ben / Alyson Delgado (_brainsick_ / sufi87)
Steph Ng (canucks94)
Darren Morrison (dfrancis)
Chris Ho. (dingo727)
Corey Tap. (dwcorey)
Billy Schmalfeldt (fdolarhyde13)
Jim Anderson (harryroberts / rogermellie / kodyscott)
Jamie War. (jaebird)
Matt Ki. (jarethshair)
Eric Ho (lddude)
Farrah Fong (lilaznffairy421 / farrah)
Kaitlin Ol. (lordworm)
Billie Esma (mrgrim / murse)
Palmer Stevens (palmer_kun)
Jared Watts (smokedglass7429)
John Abbott (snooooopy)
Sara Wills (sparkle_bint)
Jasmine Cochlin (surrey_sucks)
Teunis P.
* plus a special mention of Ryan (museirain), because I talk to him all the time, heh
This morning in church, I noticed a very silly typo / error in one of the songs: Lord, You Have My Heat.
I got an email from Terry, who wants to know if I was there for the meeting about the barbecue after Fellowship: of *course* I was! Karen likes organization a bit too much, methinks. Simple things like organizing side dishes... are not quite so easy with her, heh. I agree with him that the barbecue is a good idea so we can get to know the other people more. Let's just hope we don't have too many leftovers next week, otherwise Karen will KNOW that her "false fears of leftovers" are indeed a true thing! (or we can hope for that anyhow, haha!)
Eric buzzed me on MSN about a change of plans: no longer Shanghai Wind for tonight, but some place at Aberdeen called Northern Delicacy instead. Okay, I can deal! He also asked me if I had Eddie's number: no. Then Jon buzzed me about the same thing... both these guys know I need to be picked up, in any event! Apparently, Shanghai Wind is booked solid until 8.
Got these "literary gems" from Jenn... they remind me of the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest!
Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. Here are last year's winners:
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead 7:30.
12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River .
18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to. (Almost Shakespearean.)
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
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