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Monthly Archives: January 2007

Watch the Watch Argument

Go on. Nobody is stopping you, so go ahead and watch the watch argument. There’s nobody stopping you. Except for me. You would be invading my privacy. So actually, don’t go on. Someone’s stopping you, so don’t go ahead and watch my very interesting argument. But you can read my argument. Well, actually it isn’t an [...]
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Absolutely No Buzz

A few days ago, I attended the spelling bee. Remember that post I wrote two months ago about my being a contestant? Of course you didn’t. But now I must painfully tell you that I did not win. I lost on a hard word, specifically not telling you which word it was. I will, though, tell you how [...]
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Testing The Test

A few days ago, I tested the test. Yes, I did. I know it sounds strange, but true. It all happened on an innocent end-of-the-day, when I was preparing to do my go-out-of-the-side-door procedure. I grabbed my backpack and sat down and waited for a announcement that the teacher was signaling for us to listen [...]
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Backdoor Me

Yesterday, I went out the backdoor of my school. Pretty sneaky, eh? Yes, very sneaky, going out that door feels like. Yeah, feels like. I’m not kidding. It isn’t, really. It’s actually perfectly allowed. Now all the pizzazz is gone because I told you that. A few days ago, I didn’t even know that you could do [...]
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Unfortunate Mornings

This morning, my dad waited for the lady he carpooled with. Every morning, he had to do this because he had to go to work. Well, today was no different. He was waiting when he noticed that the main route to his work had been closed. Worse, the HOV lane, which was a one-lane route from [...]
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Freezing Water

The wind howled. On the television, I saw the meteorologist speak. “Down… in… Houston… we… have… thirty… two… degreeeeeeess..” The meteorologist’s voice droned on and on. Outside, it was freezing. Today was in the thirties. Fahrenheit. Uh, yeah. 30s. And I did not want to go swimming outside in this freezing water.  My mom didn’t really [...]
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Carefree

I know a very care-free lady. I also know what I like to call this care-free lady. Her name is spelled A-U-N-T-Y. Aunty. Yep, that’s my aunt, all right. She is very carefree. So carefree. The previous time she was evident of being carefree was when she was going to her boss’s daughter’s wedding. She had promised [...]
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The Tiny Story of MicroFord

A very long time ago, me and my friend were walking towards the door outside. I just so happened to be thinking of Microsoft at the time. When we walked out, there was a big car parked there, and on it were the huge words “FORD”. I had never seen the word “FORD” written so big [...]
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Pepperoni Incident

Something terribly small happened yesterday. Something small enough that it would be good to tell you about. The small happening just happened to happen yesterday. And as usual, small happenings are started by a small thing. In my case, a pepperoni.
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Code Emergency: Shelter-In-Place

Today, what was an innocent math game turned into a shelter-in-place. In order to tell you exactly what happened, you need to understand that today the Nalco Company plant which does water treatment and chemical technologies, accidentally released a combination of water vapor and a chemical – ethylenediamine. 17 employees were injured or had minor cuts. [...]
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Sucked Into Blogging

My dear aunt is sucked into blogging. She started a few months ago, but now you can call it the online day clock. The reason for that is because it is now practically an accurate time-tracker. Only did she rest for a few days did it get off by three or four days. In fact, that [...]
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