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The Secret Life of BlogI think therefore I AM BLOG! May 28 Hello again.Hello Again,
Oh, oh, oh! I am so excited! I have so much to say and, and, and... I cannot say it right now because I am very very very busy! Ummmm.....
I will talk to you tomorrow...or sometime soon? Oh! This is very very very exciting!
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Oh, I have done it. I am a graduate. I like that very very very much! I still do not know what my grade will be in the Philosophy class with the devious and diabolical Professor V, but I do know that I graduated and that is good, very, very, very good! But now I have some things I need to do so I will write more later.
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Blog, 007 Blog May 16 Hello againHello again,
I was asking for support here on my blog and then I went to visit an old friend. He needs more help because he needs to get home now. If you come here, I hope you will go and visit him there at http://macdara.wordpress.com/ . It is not good to be where he is now.
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Oh, I went to get my philosophy paper back today and do you know what happened? Professor V, that devious and diabolical tormentor of spacial/temporal relations did not have it graded yet. He told me to come back in 25 minutes. This was at 12:30 pm. I had a 1:00 pm appointment and a 3:00 pm appointment. I told him I might not be able to make it back today to get my paper. He told me they would be in a box by his door. I got out of my 1:00 pm meeting early, drove back to the college and do you know what I found by his door? DO YOU KNOW WHAT I FOUND BY HIS DOOR!?!
There on the floor by his door, not in a box but in a pile were the papers from my class and mine, MINE, was sandwiched in the middle. I had to dig through everyone elses papers to find my own, sitting there in the middle, forelorn, neglected, abandoned, except for the company of my other quizes and exams. Oh, the abject humiliation, the utter desolation of my very own brilliance cast upon the floor and left to rot like a piece of trash.....
I could have cried, but I was strong. I did not hyper-ventillate. I did not vomit. I fell to my knees and dug, with bare hands, through the papers that students who live in dormitories with all kinds of crawlie things touched, until I found my thoughts, lying there among the biological contamination on the floor.
Needless to say, I rescued them immediately!
I walked across the lobby, stood in front of the very boring piece of framed whatever that was supposed to break up the monotony of the wall and substitute for art which, quite frankly, my wall of license plates at the DMV infinitely surpassed in interest value, how I do miss them at times, and opened the cover to scan for comments.
There were none...
EXCEPT at the very end where the devious and diabolical Professor V tried to destroy the premise of my paper in one sentence, but did not!
You see, I wrote this paper about the "s" word and he said that I arbitrarily turned it into a momentary event when it was actually a part of a "massive biological process!"
Okay, I compared "s" to "the blowing of one's nose."
He had to attack back BUT the fact of the matter is that in this assignment of precisely 1249 words, I was assigned to present an argument as a philosopher, not a scientist OR BIOLOGIST! (Even Mrs. Maggie is sending her sympathies, Professor V.)
HA! THAT should turn an A- into an A in my book!
We shall see, tomorrow, because I have a sneaking suspicion that this will be the final showdown between myself and the devious and diabolical Professor V.
I'm in the mood for another video clip.
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Blog, 007 Blog May 15 Hello againHello again,
I have clocked my last class in this college. NOW what do I do?
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Blog, 007 Blog May 13 Hello againHello again,
Oh, I do not feel well tonight...Oh, I turned in my paper to my arch nemesis the devious and diabolical Professor V tonight and I sat through the class and I am feeling very very very upset and there was a fire drill in the middle of class and I have to write a take home final for this class that is due Thursday and I am feeling so, so, so...I do not even know how I am feeling except that my stomach is not feeling very well. I could have not taken this class, you know. I could have just taken an easy class that I would have learned absolutely nothing in and taken an easy "A" OR I could have just put together a portfolio, and not have to take this class or the other one at all.
I could have done that, but that is not the point. The point is, should I have done that. My response is, resoundingly no!
Please do not mistake me, I did not enjoy this class. The readings were onerous. The logic...my mind repells logic like rubber repells water. Sitting through these classes, for me, was similar to being bound and forced to listen to Vogon poetry for two and one half hours every single week, well, every week that we met because there were a few snowdays. Okay, we had almost half a semester of snowdays but that only made it worse because in a class that I had absolutely no bearings in
to begin with, I spent the rest of the semester feeling like I was lost in a snowdrift...until three classes ago...and until I wrote the paper I turned in tonight...and until I heard tonights lecture on "Life, the universe and everything."
After all of that, I realized that I have come away from this place with the thing that I was searching for when I started college. That thing, for me, that one thing that gives my life purpose and direction, I can look at it and know it for what it is now. For me, that one thing is my words, or rather the dance that I do with them and around them and within them. You see what I found in college is that this thing of writing, it is what gives my life meaning and value to me and had I taken the other course, I would never have put this idea together now.
So to my devious and diabolical Professor V I have this to say about that... Yes, the other course would have been a whole lot easier, but I would have come away from it with nothing of value. I see the value of what I have now found by taking the harder course.
'Tis a "virtuous" and "worthy" place to be.
Thus, onto the final....I love a challenge, especially in writing!
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May 11 Time and Space
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May 10 Hello againHello again,
Oh, my. I have done it again. I did something that is not good and I do not know what to do about it. I have just finished my final paper for my philosophy class and I have to site my blogs in it and my professor is my arch nemesis because he is one of those people who read magazines and does not like the National Geographic and every time I leave his class my brain feels like it is twisted into a knot and, and and I know he is going to come to this site to verify it exists and if I exist and I am not sure that I do. I know that I did once, but I do not know if I do now.
My professor told me that if I think, I am but he did not tell me what to do if I was not sure about whether I think or not. That is what I wrote my paper on, you know, Cause and Effect. He is leading the class to believe that there is no cause that is less than the effect that it has. I think that there is and in 1249 words, I told him exactly what that cause was and why it is less than its effect and he is not going to like that very much. It is a very very good paper, by the way, and I like it very much because I wrote it very well and I even used some very big words and even bigger concepts and they even make sense and...
I miss my life.
It is very hard to be brilliant because you never get any time to play. You never get any time to go to the drive-through bagel bakery of life and laugh at the fact that when you ask for a pickle on the side you get an entire handful of pickles wrapped in tinfoil that are dripping all over your everything bagels with vegie cream cheese that has real vegetables in it and you do not care one bit that your bagels are soggy because you know that they will still be just as good. You do not have time to go for walks with your dogs. You do not get to talk with your friends who are getting divorced and loose track of them when they go to Atlantic City and become lifeguards on the beach in the summer and hang in the cassinos in the winter. You do not get to sit down with your wife and watch a movie on the HD flat screen television that you worked so hard to get because there is nothing worth watching on it to begin with and if there were you have important things you have to say to some professor who really does not care what you think about anything anyway, just that you think in the prescribed terciary way of thinking that will make you successful in this world while your life silently walks away because you allowed it to go to bed alone for too many nights in a row.
What you have in the end is a really big pile of papers that say that you know how to think and write and be and all that you really want is...is...a really good party!
Maybe I should have one here. Maybe I should invite my friends from blogland to come play on Blog this week! I would like that very very much because I have not seen them is such a very long time!
I think that I will do that.
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Blog, 007 Blog May 09 Hello againHello again,
I received an email from an old friend in blogland today, a Mr. Megabrad, the evil scientist. As soon as I figure out how to make a friends list again on this thing, I will put him up. Great political mind, philosopher, artist...a Da Vinci among the masses, his is a site that should not be missed! Hello again, Mr. Megabrad, and yes, it really is me...only I am literate now because I went to college. I am also tired now, so I am going to bed because I have a bazillion papers to write this weekend because college isn't over yet!
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Blog, 007 Blog May 08 Hello againHello again,
I have been thinking about my occupation. I like the sound of it, really. "Award Winning Author"... It has a pleasing kind of sound to it. I like the way that it rolls through the mind and resonates within the brain. It says something, really. It says that "I am arriving" at a place that means I'm not fully published yet, but I've at least done something with my life that some archeologist a bazillion years from now will be able to dig up and say, "Yes, this person existed."
That's pretty cool when you think about it.
There's a power behind it that propells into more writing.
I wrote a great sentence last night which will probably turn into something someday. I'm starting to do that more often lately. I will be working on something an a sentence will flow together that really is quite beautiful and captures so much. This was one of those. I was working on a twelve page paper and on the last page, actually in the last paragraph, it happened. I didn't plan it. I didn't map it out. It just happened.
Strange that it took twelve pages for it to be found.
Sometimes writing works that way, though. You keep writing and writing in the hope that it will just hop out of your brain and onto the paper where it will make your reader pause, if just for a moment, and think about what you just said. Those are the good moments of writing; the ones where you control the universe with the infinite combination of possibilities you can create through joining letters into words and paragraphs from those. If you are so predisposed, it can be a really fun place to be!
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Blog May 07 Hello againHello again,
I have not been here for a long time. I went to college, you see. I liked college. It was fun. I became smart there. I learned many big things there. One of the big things I learned is this:
I THINK
THEREFORE
I AM BLOG!
MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
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