I’m glad I’m not running for political office
Fri Feb 11, 2005 23:45 (UTC -5)It’s local election season, and so those seeking to win the favor of their constituents (or those who they want to be their constituents) have begun the traditional ritual of littering every street corner and lawn with campaign garbage. So around this time, signs large and small dominate the landscape.
There are some names that just don’t belong on signs. One I’ve been seeing around quite a bit is that some hopeful by the surname Gonot. This Gonot chose his/her/its campaign colors to be white on red, and the signs use a sans serif font. So when I see these signs on residential corners saying “GONOT,” I can’t help but liken them to a stop sign politely imploring drivers to go not. And then there’s this guy named Noland who’s running for something for other. I see his big “Noland” sign by the road and it looks like it says “No land,” like it should be “No land taxes” or something. But it’s just “No land.” Actually, it’s “Noland.”
People with weird names shouldn’t run for office.
I finally updated the picture on the About Me page. I make a point to update it every six or seven months. The new shot (here) is my desperate attempt to try something a little less boring. On the page I’ve also included a wide shot of my in my room which is a bit too wide to be displayed here.
It’s hard to get a good picture of myself to post here because the flash of my camera brings out the greasiness of my hair, illuminates my nostrils, and turns my lips a bright pink, red, or purple. I hope the two shots I chose are satisfactory.
A Google search query recently that recently provided a hit to this site: If you are 11 years old and you need to write a good paper about the history of writing and your teacher told you to do an outline of it for homework one night, what good website would there be for doing it? Or what could you write about in the paper that . I sure hope that kid managed to find what he was looking for. Good luck, kid.
The shadowy figure comes across a stack of papers on the college campus. Reading them, he finds that they’re quite obviously “busy work” for a freshman class. And what’s this? The professor has already graded them. But something is not right… there are many problems that someone needs to fix. Thus The Masked Grader strikes again!
