Wednesday, 28 February 2007

Men do come from Mars and Women from Venus

The new house is better is nice. Much more space.
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We had a cyclone. Gamede they called it. What sort of name is Gamede anyway?
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Yestarday I caught myself laughing and saying "lol! lol! lol" at the same time. Is it bad?
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In line with my last post and awaiting the brain to reset to blogging mode, here's a smiley for you. I found in on Joke's.com sometime last year or the year before and had posted on my ex-blog. Enjoy!

Tandem Story: Prof's E-mail Assignment

When differences of student's opinion can lead to galactic rewards...


Remember the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"? Here's a prime example offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix: his assignment and a short story turned in by two of his students:


(Professor) "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."

(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 newspapers 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 dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through 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 and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"

(Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.

(Gary) Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Oh no, I'm such an air-headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"

(Rebecca) Jerk.

(Gary) Cry baby.

(Rebecca) YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!

(Gary) Go drink some tea.

(Professor) A+... I really liked this!


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16 comments:

Lil Bit said...

Hey, sweet Lady!! - Glad you're all moved in & have more room to move! ;)

Glad, too, to hear the cyclone wasn't too damaging.

And now *I'm* "LOL"ing at your story. From chamomile tea to an A+. LOL!!

Welcome back!
*hugs*

Fitèna said...

Thank you Lil bit!

Some of my friends weren't that lucky; broken windows, rain pouring in, mopping the whole day uselessly...

I guess the professor just confirmed his opinion on the subject! :-)

Thanks!

Fitèna

kelly said...

during my insomnia fuelled wonderings I came across your blog. (ok maybe I'm avoiding writing a paper)..I love that tandem story...made my night...thanks

kelly said...
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kelly said...

oops sorry about the double post

Barnes said...

Bonjour Fiténa.

C'est un plair de savoir que tu est de retour dans la monde des blogs!

Yes, saying lol when you laugh is a little worrying. But I imagine ;) when I wink.

;) Barnes x

ChickyBabe said...

LOL in speech is as bad as thinking :P when making a joke at work... guilty when the tongue is about to hang out!

LOL! :P

Omni said...

That story was a riot, LOL!!

Justine said...

That story really made me giggle!!

"Gamede" - I don't know, but it sounds like a Sri Lankan? Man's name? (the meteorologists now name cyclones after men, too).

Nice to 'see' you again :-)

Adeline said...

welcome back! that is wierd about the lol thing, i think i would wonder like you are if it was okay!

Fitèna said...

Welcome kelly! Thank you loads for visiting and sincerely hope you managed to write that paper!:-)

kelly, ts ok! happens! Taken care of!

Bonjour Barnes, merci! ça fait plaisir!
Nothink to worry about then! :-) lol!

ChickyBabe, LOL! Do you think :-) when you wink like Barnes up there too!

Omni, thank you for visiting and for the comment! Am sure glad you people likes it!LOL!

Justine, giggle? Tssst, tsst not good Justine, you should have Lolled! LOL!
I have no idea about that, I'll inquire.... Naming them after men... hmmmm...
Thank you!

Adeline, thank you! My friends thinks its funny and that am doing it to be funny... if they knew how I have no control on the LOL!!! lol!

Fitèna

Rach said...

I loved your words on Men are from Mars, the end to the conversation was so accurate on how we relate, LMAO

GirlGoyle said...

I've never heard of the name Gamede...never.

Roberta said...

I now say double-you-tee-eff?' right out loud.
I should be ashamed of myself.

aulelia said...

fitena -- come back and give us a post s'il vous plait :) !!!

Fitèna said...

Welcome Rach, am glad! :-)

Lol! GirlGoyle, believe me I never did before this one too! lol!

Roberta, how do people react!? lol!

:-) aulelia, I'll explain!

Fitèna