Monday, December 15, 2008
Closing Statements
And so this class ends as I slide a folder underneath the office door like I’m part of a heist. What a great way to end it: as randomly as it began for me. It feels almost surreal that I will never get to experience this class again, and it saddens me. I really enjoyed everyone’s company and will remember some of the great discussions that we had. I hope that all of you take the time to continue the blogs. I myself find that I enjoy talking about whatever I want without interruption. We all know how much I like to talk, but I digress. This class was a lot of fun, and I will take a lot of its lessons with me. I believe that we now have a better power to persuade, and I might go far enough to consider this one of my new talents. I have discovered my writing style, and I feel confident after completing a paper. Confidence is something that used to lack in the completion of a writing assignment, so that last part is pretty significant in my book. I learned the rules, and then was told it was okay, and beneficial to break them. How cool is that? Very cool! I wonder if it is still a bad rhetorical question if you answer it…. Apparently the one thing I didn’t learn in this class is how to avoid provoking your teacher’s pet peeve. Well, just letting you know that Frank the Platypus will remain open and somewhat updated in the near future, and I pressure you all to do the same. If not, good luck with your futures, class, and if I don’t see you have a good life!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
This Is The Title Of My Last Blog Post, Believe It Or Not
Tuesday marked the beginning of my Great Facebook Social Experiment. Beginning at 6 PM, I started a week-long project in which I would use my phone to update my status on Facebook to detail every single thing I do throughout the day.
I've been falling a bit lax on the project in the past 24 hours, but I remain committed to my cause. Granted, I don't really know exactly what my cause is, but I know it's important. Part art project, part social experiment, I have found the process interesting and illuminating, as well as exhausting and mind-numbing. To explain it to my roommate, I referenced the only episode I have ever seen of "Dharma and Greg," in which Dharma lives in the window of a museum for a week as a living exhibit. Luckily for me, that episode is also the only one my roommate has seen of that show, so he understood exactly where I was coming from.
The data is still being collected (right now I am "doing homework" -- a rarely-seen status update, even during finals week), but looking back on my week, I have already learned one thing: I don't do anything ever. My roommate and I have been watching "The Wire" on DVD, so a huge amount of my updates just say "Danny is watching 'The Wire.' "
I also had diarrhea on Thursday, so it was extremely embarrassing to frequently have to write, "Danny is in the bathroom." Of course, I just flat-out said I had diarrhea in this post, but it was much more embarrassing to know that everyone else knew I was on the toilet right that very second.
One downside is that it completely prevents me from lying about where I am or what I'm doing. I learned that in my first day of the experiment, when a friend invited me to a place I did not want to go to, only to respond with, "No you're not," when I tried to claim I was busy. "You're watching TV right now," he insisted.
The experiment rages on, but here are some notable status updates from the past week, as well as the feedback I have gotten from various observers (last names edited to protect my friends from having to admit they are friends with me):
Danny is watching Bodnar do the rest of the dishes and talking to Jake, Rae and Jon. Danny is watching Bodnar try to empty Apollo's anal glands. Danny is outsmarting Apollo. He can't hide his asshole from 4 of us! Danny is making a salad. Danny is eating a salad. Danny is making burritos. Salad just ain't enough, man.
Danny is showering.Danny is drying off. Danny is getting dressed.
Danny is drinking.Danny is considering punching Otis when he gets home.
It's important to note that "Otis" is more commonly known as Mr. Otis - my English teacher sophomore year of high school.
I've been falling a bit lax on the project in the past 24 hours, but I remain committed to my cause. Granted, I don't really know exactly what my cause is, but I know it's important. Part art project, part social experiment, I have found the process interesting and illuminating, as well as exhausting and mind-numbing. To explain it to my roommate, I referenced the only episode I have ever seen of "Dharma and Greg," in which Dharma lives in the window of a museum for a week as a living exhibit. Luckily for me, that episode is also the only one my roommate has seen of that show, so he understood exactly where I was coming from.
The data is still being collected (right now I am "doing homework" -- a rarely-seen status update, even during finals week), but looking back on my week, I have already learned one thing: I don't do anything ever. My roommate and I have been watching "The Wire" on DVD, so a huge amount of my updates just say "Danny is watching 'The Wire.' "
I also had diarrhea on Thursday, so it was extremely embarrassing to frequently have to write, "Danny is in the bathroom." Of course, I just flat-out said I had diarrhea in this post, but it was much more embarrassing to know that everyone else knew I was on the toilet right that very second.
One downside is that it completely prevents me from lying about where I am or what I'm doing. I learned that in my first day of the experiment, when a friend invited me to a place I did not want to go to, only to respond with, "No you're not," when I tried to claim I was busy. "You're watching TV right now," he insisted.
The experiment rages on, but here are some notable status updates from the past week, as well as the feedback I have gotten from various observers (last names edited to protect my friends from having to admit they are friends with me):
Danny is watching Bodnar do the rest of the dishes and talking to Jake, Rae and Jon. Danny is watching Bodnar try to empty Apollo's anal glands. Danny is outsmarting Apollo. He can't hide his asshole from 4 of us! Danny is making a salad. Danny is eating a salad. Danny is making burritos. Salad just ain't enough, man.
Danny is showering.Danny is drying off. Danny is getting dressed.
It's important to note that "Otis" is more commonly known as Mr. Otis - my English teacher sophomore year of high school.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Frank's Last Stand
For my last blog post I thought it would be appropriate to talk about how much I enjoyed this class. Being able to write and respond to topics on a blog every week was very engaging, and was something that I never would have expected for a Comm B course. It was also fun to have discussions during class time. Being a senior, it seems that a majority of the classes that I’ve taken over the past two years have been people going for the same major, and it was refreshing if not reminiscent of freshmen year, to be able to interact regularly with people going on different paths once again.
For the remainder of my blog, I think I’ll talk about what I did today (yes this may seem like a lame move, but play along this could be fun). I started off the day by waking up at around 8 o’clock and deciding right away that I was going to skip the first and only class I had today. Instead I decided to go for a run with my black lab, Jaeger. After cleaning myself up and having a bite to eat I started to do some laundry, while convincing myself that I was doing homework; in reality I was actually playing video games with my roommates. Not to soon after my distraction I put in another round of laundry, and went outside to work on my truck; the four wheel drive has been giving me some trouble lately, but I think that I can get it to work better if I could just engage the actuator manually, as opposed to using the malfunctioning, electric, push-button in the cab. After much fiddling and cussing, I emerged from beneath the truck both cold and greasy, however my frozen keister seems to have not been in vain, for my scheme seems to be working. In order to reward myself I made a delicious meal of jambalaya and a venison steak marinated in my own secret jalapeño BBQ sauce, with some homemade pecan pie for a dessert (I really enjoy cooking- a skill inherited from my mother I believe- and though unorthodox, pies have always been my specialty). Finally at the end of the day, I find myself at my computer writing this blog. Perhaps later I may go out and have a beer at the Essen Haus, with my roommates, but that has yet to be determined.
As this is my final post, I would like to thank all you dedicated fans for following my work these long months. I would also like to give a special thanks to my most dedicated fan, Christine, who has followed all of my posts. Thanks again, and please be gentle on the grading.
For the remainder of my blog, I think I’ll talk about what I did today (yes this may seem like a lame move, but play along this could be fun). I started off the day by waking up at around 8 o’clock and deciding right away that I was going to skip the first and only class I had today. Instead I decided to go for a run with my black lab, Jaeger. After cleaning myself up and having a bite to eat I started to do some laundry, while convincing myself that I was doing homework; in reality I was actually playing video games with my roommates. Not to soon after my distraction I put in another round of laundry, and went outside to work on my truck; the four wheel drive has been giving me some trouble lately, but I think that I can get it to work better if I could just engage the actuator manually, as opposed to using the malfunctioning, electric, push-button in the cab. After much fiddling and cussing, I emerged from beneath the truck both cold and greasy, however my frozen keister seems to have not been in vain, for my scheme seems to be working. In order to reward myself I made a delicious meal of jambalaya and a venison steak marinated in my own secret jalapeño BBQ sauce, with some homemade pecan pie for a dessert (I really enjoy cooking- a skill inherited from my mother I believe- and though unorthodox, pies have always been my specialty). Finally at the end of the day, I find myself at my computer writing this blog. Perhaps later I may go out and have a beer at the Essen Haus, with my roommates, but that has yet to be determined.
As this is my final post, I would like to thank all you dedicated fans for following my work these long months. I would also like to give a special thanks to my most dedicated fan, Christine, who has followed all of my posts. Thanks again, and please be gentle on the grading.
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