I'm waiting.
Is There Anything You Want To Tell Me?
by minimus 44 Replies latest jw friends
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AGuest
Hmmmmm... let's see, dear Miniman (peace to you!). Wait! I know: time to change your little red "chonies", perhaps? To, say, green (my favorite color)? Other than that, no, I got nuthin' to tell you. That should be enough, though...
Peace, MinimusMan!
SA, on her own...
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shamus100
Yes.
I want to see your avatar move again.
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Witness My Fury
I'm ready to kick ass and chew bubble gum, ...but i'm all outta gum.
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shamus100
I want to throw my work cellphone in the pond, and go travelling immediately.
It sits here, looking at me, ready to ring signalling my return to hell. I hate the colour of it - black, like death. It looks at me blankly, ready for the annoying screech. DEAR GOD, KILL ME NOW!!!!
Well, it isn't that bad....
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shamus100
Bulwer-Lytton Contest Winner: "Cheryl's mind turned like the vanes of a wind-powered turbine, chopping her sparrow-like thoughts into bloody pieces that fell onto a growing pile of forgotten memories."
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mummatron
Make sure they're both in bed by 8.30pm at the latest....there's some pizza in the freezer and the list of emergency contacts is on the noticeboard. Byyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!
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shamus100
Bulwer-Lytton prize for bad writing goes to brutally mangled metaphor
American academic takes honour inspired by famously awful Victorian novel
- Alison Flood
- guardian.co.uk, Wednesday 27 July 2011 10.56 BST
- Article history
Mind that metaphor! Workers paint wind turbine blades in northern China. Photograph: Alexander F. Yuan/AP American academic Sue Fondrie's disturbing description of thoughts like mutilated sparrows has been declared the worst sentence of the year.
Fondrie, a professor at the University of Wisconsin, beat an impressive display of terrible writing to win the 2011 Bulwer-Lytton fiction contest, named in honour of Sir Edward Bulwer-Lytton's 1830 novel Paul Clifford and its much-quoted opening, "It was a dark and stormy night". Entrants to the prize are duly challenged to compose the opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels.
The academic's submission to the prize , "Cheryl's mind turned like the vanes of a wind-powered turbine, chopping her sparrow-like thoughts into bloody pieces that fell onto a growing pile of forgotten memories", makes her its 29th winner. Fondrie's sentence is the shortest winner in the prize's history, "proving that bad writing need not be prolix, or even very wordy", said organisers. Bulwer-Lytton's own sentence, "It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents – except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness", takes the opposite approach, running to 59 words.
Fondrie later wrote on Twitter that despite her sentence's subject, she is "in no way anti-alternative energy". "My life is a little brighter knowing I'm the Worst Writer of 2011," she said. "It's only fitting that someone who teaches people how to teach would be a bad-writing winner."
"My students don't seem to mind either, as I've heard from quite a few of them already," added Fondrie. "That's the best part about it: I'm reconnecting with students from years ago. As one of them wrote, 'I knew you were awful, so it's great that you're finally getting recognised.'"
This year's Bulwer-Lytton runner-up was Rodney Reed, with: "As I stood among the ransacked ruin that had been my home, surveying the aftermath of the senseless horrors and atrocities that had been perpetrated on my family and everything I hold dear, I swore to myself that no matter where I had to go, no matter what I had to do or endure, I would find the man who did this ... and when I did, when I did, oh, there would be words."
The historical fiction category was taken by John Doble's submission: "Napoleon's ship tossed and turned as the emperor, listening while his generals squabbled as they always did, splashed the tepid waters in his bathtub", while Ali Kawashima's entry, "As the dark and mysterious stranger approached, Angela bit her lip anxiously, hoping with every nerve, cell, and fiber of her being that this would be the one man who would understand – who would take her away from all this – and who would not just squeeze her boob and make a loud honking noise, as all the others had", won the romance award.
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shamus100
I'm posting naked.
Well, not really, but it probably got some people excited / grossed out. Probably the latter...
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shamus100
My coffee is kinda um, weak. Should expresso be weak? Hmmm... maybe I didn't put enough expresso in the machine, this time. I'll have to put more in next time...
Mind that metaphor! Workers paint wind turbine blades in northern China. Photograph: Alexander F. Yuan/AP