So...

...what's up? Nothin' much on this end. Met a robot baby this weekend. It robotically cried. Business as usual. 

Tada, another NaNoWriMo pic! :)

So, yeah, editing cats, also business as usual...so, anyway, today's WFTH are from the Say What? category, oh, and guess what? (Must start new line for emphasis. Hold on.)

Today's post is an all-teachers edition!

(OK, back to normal post intro.) My comments are in italics! Enjoy! :)


"Yeah. Plants are smart. Plants don't spontaneously combust." Most of them, anyway.

"[Mary Shelley] knows two words. And they were...abhorrent, and...oh yes, fiend." She does tend to use those quite frequently. She probably also knows the word "the"...I noticed that popped up quite a lot in her book. Almost like a recurring theme...hey, let's write an essay on that!

"Okay, everybody, I want you to do your air and buttons!" Um. Let's really hope this was a band teacher.

"A billionaire could make a better stapler than this!" Nah, he (or she)'d just get a lackey to do it for them. And then it'd be made in China, and it'd end up being about the same quality. Looks like you've got a stapler dilemma. Huh.

"Just...don't breathe!" Sage advice.


"She made me wear a hot-pink dress! I looked like a cupcake!" I can honestly say I've never seen a hot-pink cupcake. It would be very interesting to see in a blender with something green, though. Maybe green Skittles? Polka-dot milkshakes are so much fun!

Hmm.

There appears to be a blacksmith on my back porch. How odd. Let me see what he's doing.

Oh. He's banging his blacksmith's hammer on a piece of tree branch which is resting on top of his blacksmith's anvil...which is made out of wood...as is his hammer.

Not sure I see the point of this task, but...whatever.

Oh. He says that if you need any wood hit by wood on top of more wood, he's your guy. Just call "Oh, blacksmith" as loudly as you can to a nearby tree over and over until he comes. You must be patient, or he won't arrive.

This is vaguely like Santa Claus.

Only woodier.

Whatever.

Anyway, today's Words From The Hallway are from the Rather Duh-Inspiring category. My comments are in italics! Enjoy! :)


"LOOK AT MY GRUESOME WOUND! Haha, no, it's just blood." Because wounds don't produce blood at all.

"I'm a natural landmark!" If you say so...

"Earthworms are phizophrenic." I'm pretty sure that's not a word...and that was a teacher...but hopefully not an English teacher...and if so, how did worms come into the equation?

"So this guy was giving a report on England, and he asks if there are any questions. And this one girl is, like, 'Um, what language do they speak in England?' and the guy's like '...English...' and she says, completely seriously, 'But I thought England was in France.'" I see London, I speak France...wait, what?

This is the shortest intro ever. Tada! The end. Thank you. You're velcome. (Sorry, Agatha-Christie/theatre joke.)

Today's WFTH are in the Say What? category! My comments are in italics. Enjoy! :)


"She's an octopus!" I don't even know how to be offended by this! Does that mean she exudes ink? Or that she sucks? Or maybe that she's simply a good swimmer...hmm...

Person 1: "Is she dead?"
Person 2: "No, I'm getting inspiration! Shut up!" I often get inspiration from dead people. Which I see.

"Because everyone wants someone's bosom staring at them." Duh.

Person 1: "Bananas are incredibly awkward."
Person 2: "How are they awkward?"
Person 1: "They're awkward!"
Person 2: "No, they're not, they have a nice little sheath." Sheath or no, they're still awkward. And, um, most people call it a peel, but whatevs.

OmbligoOmbligoOmbligo

Ombligo, it transpires, means navel in Spanish. This is incredibly hilarious. OmbligoOmbligoOmbligo. Okay, maybe it's just hilarious to me. Whatever. :)

Okay, so I typed in ombligo, and the search engine suggested I search for Ombligo De La Luna, meaning bellybutton of the moon, so of course this picture pops up:

Whatever. Anyway, back to things more easily understood than search engines' brains, and lack thereof...actually, never mind. Sometimes these are more complicated. But whether complicated or easily understood, I bring you, without further ado...today's Fairly Mean Words From The Hallway! My comments are in italics! Enjoy! :)

"Can I please rip your face off?" Well, since you asked so nicely...no.

Person 1 [in a "psychologist-voice"]: "And how does that make you feel?"
Person 2: "Like I wanna punch you in the face."
Person 1: "That's good. Hate is a passionate emotion. We can work with passion." Can we work with it in a face-punching sort of direction?

"I'm so excited I'm throwing calculators--it's almost as good as throwing babies!" I often find that throwing babies is a relaxing technique. Calculators? Not so much.

Person 1: "We need a writing utensil..."
Person 2: "We'll use Murry's blood!" But they said only blue or black ink! You're gonna get disqualified! ...Oh yeah, or a number-two pencil. I think blood and graphite are almost the same. Never mind, go ahead!

"Everybody hates me. I'm on everybody's death list. Even grass hates me...whenever I step on it it spits on me...one time I was being choked by grass in the middle of the night, I woke up and it was climbing in my mouth and filling up my throat. It was horrible." And I can see that you were not at all scarred from the experience. I think you have bigger problems than being on everybody's death list...

Slowly Eating Princesses

And on your left, well, actually, above you, you'll notice a title created from a verb, noun, and adverb given by a random passerby. Together, they make a phrase, which, when googled, displays the picture below, for no apparent reason.

Do not feed the exhibit. Also, please take only pictures and leave only footprints. Thank you for visiting the Title Zoo. Please come back again, and feel free to tip the zookeeper. That would be me. Danke, Merci, & Gracias! Also thank you.

On a less zoological note, today's WFTH are from the Say What? category. My comments are in italics. Enjoy! :)



"That dead hamster's probably nothing but skele-corn by now." Good point. I mean...what?

Person 1: "Well, basically, Bellatrix [Lestrange] has an alter ego...and sometimes, she's transported into the Cinderella universe."
Person 2: "Aww. I thought you were going to say she was Hannah Montana." I was wondering when she was going to reveal her true Death Eater self.

"You can't just pop up with a fish!" Why not? I do that all the time except not at all!

"And then Ms. Taley's, like, 'Would you ever fall in love with a flower?' and I'm, like, 'NO! It's a FLOWER!'" And how does that make you feel? *strokes nonexistant beard philosophically*

Hey, Jude...

I mean, hey, people! :) How are ya? I'm perfectly awesome, thanks for asking. :D
Guess what? Another NaNo pic! :D

Guess what else? Today's WFTH are from the Rather Duh-Inspiring category! :)


"No, you have to have an Irish Scottish." Oh, I understand now. My Swedish English wasn't good enough to comprehend that before.

"But won't the notecards melt?" Um, they're made of paper. I'm pretty sure they're gonna be okay.

"I am going to stab you with my wallet." Ah, the sheer leatheriness is overcoming me. Watch me flail.

"This week is, like, two weeks long!" The wisdom of that statement is undeniable. Especially considering that was a teacher.

Hug A Bear Day!

If I were you, I'd stick to teddy-bear hugging. Otherwise, things could turn pretty tragic pretty fast. Just sayin'.

Another NaNo pic!

And, today's WFTH are from the category of...Say What? My comments are in italics! Enjoy! :)


"Her hair is a Leslie." Good point.

"Buckle your swashes, gents; this party ain't over!" Don't worry. I started buckling my swash before the party even started.

Person 1: "Why the psychotic laughing smiley?"
Person 2: "No, it was a thanks-I'm-glad-you-liked-it smiley."
Person 1: "Funny, it looked like the psychotic laughing smiley." A common misconception.

"He has to take his shirt off, like, every five minutes." The horror.

"About energy efficiency, can that be, like, 'close your fridge or you're gonna die'?" Why, yes. Yes, it can.