Wednesday, October 21, 2009

No Teacher

There were three things I was absolutely sure of. First, our regular Web Design teacher was absent. Second, we definitely weren't about to do work. Third, Twilight sucks.
Oh, and Jen wasn't here as well. Which is horrible. Get better, Jen.
So, our young feminine (literally!) substitute teacher revealed a supposed "assignment." Fuck that. She just said, ya know, don't go on any inappropriate web pages. "Porn?" I asked. Yeah, that's what she meant.
I was about to blog, but then I'm like, "Let me do some things first so I have content to blog about, duh." I'm not good at improvising!
So I started off the class with this. Believe me, I didn't play it too loud. Then I played a few Supervillains tracks and Death Cab for Cutie's "Meet Me on the Equinox."
Then came Splatpattern's debut tune, "Fucking Fucking Fuck." It's a mildly inappropriate tune about being "fucking pissed, man." The chorus is one of the most creative additions to modern society. Before you listen to the song, prepare to have your life changed. Just sayin' . . .
Dave and I eventually settled on Red Ball 2 -- King.com's puzzle adventure. Fun game. I made it to around Level 6 and got pissed and possibly banged my keyboard. Dave made it to Level 9 but Dave started like five minutes before me so stop saying, "Dave's better than you, Nick Rapper, at Red Ball 2."
Got some praise to dish out. I want to thank Wilbur for turning me on to the terrific OMGPOP, Dylan for always being a great neighbor in Web Design, Dave for sort of creating this blog, and Josie for the constant inspiration. Oh -- and Pyra Labs, the company which is responsible for Blogger. Oh -- and Anthony C, for continually spreading the word. Oh -- and . . . and . . .

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