Love Medicine
Thursday, September 27, 2007
666 vs 777: its all in the numbers..
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished your @$$ to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Level | Score
Purgatory | Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo | Low
Level 2 | Moderate
Level 3 | Moderate
Level 4 | Low
Level 5 | High
Level 6 - The City of Dis | High------------------greatest place on/in/or around earth
Level 7 | Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge | High
Level 9 - Cocytus | Low
Level descriptions: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html
Take the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv
http://www.google.com/search?q=777%2Bbible&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a
Pride's a sin - right?
I took the test and here's my result:
"Your fate has been decided....
You are one of the lucky ones! Because of your virtue and beliefs, you have escaped eternal punishment. You are sent to Purgatory!"
I was moderately sinful in a few areas, but I'm working on it.
http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv
The Castillo at Chichen Itza
http://z.about.com/d/archaeology/1/7/i/E/chichen_itza.jpg
http://www.essential-architecture.com/A-AMERICA-N/MEXICO/Chichen_serpent_column.jpg
The second one shows the serpent statue
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Mayor Incomplete
http://www.nola.com/living/t-p/index.ssf?/base/living-0/119070147560000.xml&coll=1&thispage=1
The golden ratio
This is pretty interersting check it out.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
LIFE
Monday, September 24, 2007
Southren Rep Center
http://www.southernrep.com/season0708/season0708.php
The last showing is this thursday. We should make a plan to go together.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
i'm doing just fine thank you for asking
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Super Bad star is highlights Discussion: worst resume ever? not quite, but pretty d close.
we will always have the 2006-07 season
http://www.nola.com/tpstore/index.ssf?/tpstore/saints06book.html
http://www.veoh.com/videos/e1336748NgyMqyG
WATCH AFTER---->>>>>>>Super Bad star Michael Golden..i mean Michael Cera.. (who looks like goldy as a slim child) makes fun of this in a parody
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nAV0sxwx9rY&eurl=
and here is this dude's gossip blog
Blog:) http://www.ivygateblog.com/blog/tags/aleksey_vayner/
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Essay 3A
I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.
I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.
Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.
I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.
I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.
I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.
But I have not yet gone to college.
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[From Harper's Magazine. "This essay, by Hugh Gallagher, won first prize in the humor category of the 1990 Scholastic Writing Awards. It appeared in the May issue of Literary Calvalcade, a magazine of contemporary fiction and student writing published by Scholastic in NYC. Gallagher, who is 18, grew up in Newtown Square, PA, and is/did attend(ing) NYU."]
http://people.msoe.edu/~taylor/humor/essay.htm
From about.com:
Comments: This satirical essay, or a version of it, was written by a high school student named Hugh Gallagher, who entered it in the humor category of the Scholastic Writing Awards in 1990 and won first prize. It was subsequently published in Literary Calvalcade, a magazine of contemporary student writing, and reprinted in Harper's and The Guardian before taking off as one of the most forwarded "viral" emails of the decade.
Though this was not his actual college application essay, Gallagher was ultimately accepted at NYU, where he graduated in 1994. Since then he has worked as a freelance writer. His first novel, Teeth, was published by Pocket Books in March 1998.
A Poem by Doug
I let him survive on the mountain side- to be rescued as I had already decided.
I allowed him become popular and dashing, to kill the sphinx and become king.
But I have the power to take that away, and I will OH yes.
I will ruin him and make him go blind
I will in the end be triumphant and he will travel the rest of his days shunned.
I am controlling, I let him live, survive, and make him become prominent. Isn’t it only fair that I ruin him? IT IS HIS TIME
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
College Applications
DO NOT SEND APPLICATIONS OFF WITHOUT HAVING AN ENGLISH TEACHER WORKSHOP YOUR ESSAY WITH YOU.
WE'RE DOING THESE IN CLASS THIS WEEK - SO DON'T JUMP THE GUN AND JEOPARDIZE YOUR FUTURE BY NOT HAVING A TEACHER PROOFREAD YOUR STUFF!
Monday, September 17, 2007
http://mythweb.com/heroes/jason/index.html
Parker's Poem
The oblivious woman whose tranquil life was fine.
But her situation bored me.
Within her heart I lit a spark for a perservering man
Who wanted a treasure her father held dear.
Oh, how she complied with his desire,
Leading herself to commit vile sins worthy of Greek tragedy.
Killing her brother, her uncle,
Asking her accomplice for marriage.
Oh, how her ungreatful husband cheated.
But such an intriguing story this is for me.
Ah, now she wants revenge.
How my love spark has burst into flame.
What a complex twist I have made.
She must kill her children and her husband's wife?
Oh, how potent my love potion is.
All this turmoil from just one silly whim of the gods.
But now the gruesome charade is finished.
I grow bored.
Here's the Poem I Wrote in Class (and a little bit after)
It seems as if the weight of my years are as the mist on the ocean.
I am one with the air and the light, above all earthly concerns.
But within our dark bedchamber, reclining alone,
The years come upon me like waves curling back on themselves,
Until the blood-dark sea sucks me down with Absyrtus.
There, I have tears enough to fill an ocean,
And they are as hot on my cheeks as the blood on my hands, but no saltier.
Our home was never a harbor,
The solid walls of Greek houses
encased me, hardened me, and chilled me
Until I was an egg.
My brown skin faded to ivory.
My stomach swelled taught under the robes you paid for.
On a battlefield more terrible than Jason had ever seen,
I grew fat, whole and expressionless, and bore your children.
Only then, after the wilds of Colchis were erased,
Its beaches eroded into a smooth whiteness, my keen mind filed into a
Maternal oval, could I be reborn.
I leapt from my own head,
Heart in full armor,
Alive in the world.
And killed my own.
Now, there is no home, no sanctuary.
Neither Earth nor water offer me a resting place.
Up here, I am unencumbered by walls or love.
I am alone in the fiery wind of my mind,
But I am free.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Notes for thursday 13th+Klebba's juniors get to enjoy Beowulf 2 ways
Victim or Villain?
Today, if she were on trial for the murder of her family, the jury wouldn't care that she killed out of love, but would her argument have had validity back then when people believed in witchcraft?
The A to the B of the C is visiting NO
Anyway, for those of you who are pious, interested in human rights, or want to say you saw that man who could have been pope if only he'd of been Catholic:
http://archbishopvisitsnola.org/pages/registration.php
Extra Credit could be negotiated by those who attend and live to write about it.
"Flow Backward Sacred Rivers"
Euripides
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Euripides is known primarily for having reshaped the formal structure of traditional Attic tragedy by showing strong women characters and intelligent slaves, and by satirizing many heroes of Greek mythology. His plays seem modern by comparison with those of his contemporaries, focusing on the inner lives and motives of his characters in a way previously unknown to Greek audiences.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Oedipus
Monday, September 10, 2007
Freud and confusion
1st impulses aka normal behavior for adolescents is neither to think your MOM is hOt and want her nor do daughters crave their fathers and want them.(from what i understand) That is crazy! Now we all know adolescents might want other peoples /friends moms but not their own. (a select few which fit the Oedipal Instincts) I agree with the second paragraph of this article kinda.
Somebody please help me with this I cannot wrap my head around it: Much thanks
"that is, I do not believe that they are capable of creating something absolutely new and peculiar to themselves. It is far more probable -- and this is confirmed by incidental observations of normal children -- that in their amorous or hostile attitude toward their parents, psychoneurotics do no more than reveal to us, by magnification, something that occurs less markedly and intensively in the minds of the majority of children. Antiquity has furnished us with legendary matter which corroborates this belief, and the profound and universal validity of the old legends is explicable only by an equally universal validity of the above-mentioned hypothesis of infantile psychology. I am referring to the legend of King Oedipus and the Oedipus Rex of Sophocles."
Friday, September 7, 2007
Drug Use in Ancient Greece
http://www.janushead.org/7-1/Arata.pdf
Also, wikipedia has some stuff that seems OK:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Entheogens#In_the_archaeological_record
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Sophocles Article
http://www.leeds.ac.uk/classics/resources/poetics/poet-ot.htm