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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Let Us Return Dignity To "Her" Mouth
We hold these truths to be self-evident: that less is more, that we doubt "she" ever did - in fact - say that, and that we aren't entirely sure who "she" really is.
For several weeks, residents of the Intern House have noticed an unnatural spike in "That's what she said" jokes on the part of house inhabitant Kristin Weaver. While some have been widely-regarded as well-played and timely, others have received diverse criticism, drawing complaints such as "That's a stretch," and "That doesn't even make sense." Consequently, in order to retain the value of a worthwhile and humorous "That's what she said" joke, desperate times do indeed call for desperate measures.
Be it therefore enacted that a jar labeled "Pizza Fund" will hereby be placed on the downstairs counter, for the express purpose of limiting the honorable Kristin Weaver's "That's what she said" jokes.
For every "stretched" joke made by Ms. Weaver, she must deposit one dollar in the jar. "Stretched" jokes will be determined by a vote of those present when such a joke is delivered, with the plurality holding the final say. Laugh Factor may, admittedly, be included in the decision.
When the money in the jar reaches a predetermined amount, the matter will be brought before the body in the forum of a scheduled House Meeting - held at 10:30 pm on Sunday nights - and a decision shall be made as to the franchise used and toppings included on said pizza.
The governing body understands the rashness of such a decree, but hopes that this edict can, in turn, provide for many laughs to come. We appreciate your patience and cooperation while this matter is resolved.
Story by Coy Whittier
For several weeks, residents of the Intern House have noticed an unnatural spike in "That's what she said" jokes on the part of house inhabitant Kristin Weaver. While some have been widely-regarded as well-played and timely, others have received diverse criticism, drawing complaints such as "That's a stretch," and "That doesn't even make sense." Consequently, in order to retain the value of a worthwhile and humorous "That's what she said" joke, desperate times do indeed call for desperate measures.
Be it therefore enacted that a jar labeled "Pizza Fund" will hereby be placed on the downstairs counter, for the express purpose of limiting the honorable Kristin Weaver's "That's what she said" jokes.
For every "stretched" joke made by Ms. Weaver, she must deposit one dollar in the jar. "Stretched" jokes will be determined by a vote of those present when such a joke is delivered, with the plurality holding the final say. Laugh Factor may, admittedly, be included in the decision.
When the money in the jar reaches a predetermined amount, the matter will be brought before the body in the forum of a scheduled House Meeting - held at 10:30 pm on Sunday nights - and a decision shall be made as to the franchise used and toppings included on said pizza.
The governing body understands the rashness of such a decree, but hopes that this edict can, in turn, provide for many laughs to come. We appreciate your patience and cooperation while this matter is resolved.
Story by Coy Whittier
Sunday, October 18, 2009
A Work In Progress.
Oh Blogger, it has been awhile since I have come to you to write, but today, I am doing so.
I sit here, on the balcony that I awoke from today, over looking San Diego, or more relatively, the district of La Mesa. The breeze is cool, and the noise is abundant with cars, the trolley, a saw, and as always the birds chirping away. Last night, and the night before last a couple of us slept outside, not only because we can, but because the weather is right, and it is a place to get away and think.
Friday, it stayed warm, and quiet. Last night, it got crisp, and foggy. I rolled over to the railing, and couldn't see over the edge it was so foggy (exactly like it was at the beach yesterday.. we couldn't even see the water).
The best part about sleeping outside is waking up, to the sunlight, and birds feeling refreshed. It is good right now.
I am now about half way through my semester at Invisible Children. It is a hard time- there are a bunch of questions in my head. Should I return home? Should I apply to stay another semester? What should I do?
My family and friends tell me to come home. My heart tells me to stay. What do I do?
This is the kind of work I want to do with the rest of my life, it may not get you money, but it is so rewarding. As one of my favorite quotes from an Invisible Children video goes, "I am poor, but my life is rich." I don't mind this. I want that.
Being here at Invisible Children ultimately has changed my life, its changed me so much. But, life tells me to go home, continue school, work, get a car, get a phone, etc.. is this really what I want? I have one week to decide. This is called crunch time.
I start school in a week and a half. It's my dream school. I am so excited. Check it out, www.fullsail.edu. This is a school I have always wanted to go to, but, it is in Florida, that is the part that has always stopped me, but it will no longer.
I am very excited to continue my education while studying Web Design and Development for the coming two year- then go in the world and use it, use it for non-profits (its more along the lines of what do.)
I have get to moving now, but as always, I can ALWAYS use support. You can now donate online directly to me by visiting http://invisiblechildren.kintera.org/mysupport/theshawnschmalken
For now.
Shawn.
*This is a picture that Kaitlin (one of my new best buddies) took of me. ;)
I sit here, on the balcony that I awoke from today, over looking San Diego, or more relatively, the district of La Mesa. The breeze is cool, and the noise is abundant with cars, the trolley, a saw, and as always the birds chirping away. Last night, and the night before last a couple of us slept outside, not only because we can, but because the weather is right, and it is a place to get away and think.
Friday, it stayed warm, and quiet. Last night, it got crisp, and foggy. I rolled over to the railing, and couldn't see over the edge it was so foggy (exactly like it was at the beach yesterday.. we couldn't even see the water).
The best part about sleeping outside is waking up, to the sunlight, and birds feeling refreshed. It is good right now.
I am now about half way through my semester at Invisible Children. It is a hard time- there are a bunch of questions in my head. Should I return home? Should I apply to stay another semester? What should I do?
My family and friends tell me to come home. My heart tells me to stay. What do I do?
This is the kind of work I want to do with the rest of my life, it may not get you money, but it is so rewarding. As one of my favorite quotes from an Invisible Children video goes, "I am poor, but my life is rich." I don't mind this. I want that.
Being here at Invisible Children ultimately has changed my life, its changed me so much. But, life tells me to go home, continue school, work, get a car, get a phone, etc.. is this really what I want? I have one week to decide. This is called crunch time.
I start school in a week and a half. It's my dream school. I am so excited. Check it out, www.fullsail.edu. This is a school I have always wanted to go to, but, it is in Florida, that is the part that has always stopped me, but it will no longer.
I am very excited to continue my education while studying Web Design and Development for the coming two year- then go in the world and use it, use it for non-profits (its more along the lines of what do.)
I have get to moving now, but as always, I can ALWAYS use support. You can now donate online directly to me by visiting http://invisiblechildren.kintera.org/mysupport/theshawnschmalken
For now.
Shawn.
*This is a picture that Kaitlin (one of my new best buddies) took of me. ;)
Thursday, October 8, 2009
BBC New's; How It Ends
This video was taken at HOW IT ENDS in Washington, D.C. I was standing below the arrow, behind Rachel.
MEND. Who Made Your Bag?
MEND is designed to seam a personal connection between products, their creators, and you. MEND is proof that what we wear can- and will- make a difference. Who made your bag?
MEND LAUNCHED NOVEMBER 2ND, 2009.
Awesome program, eh? Awesome video!
MEND LAUNCHED NOVEMBER 2ND, 2009.
Awesome program, eh? Awesome video!
Fueled by Caribou Coffee...
Oh, if I could be driving this.. I would be in heaven.
I miss Caribou. I cannot wait to return. :)
I miss Caribou. I cannot wait to return. :)
Friday, October 2, 2009
WE WANT OBAMA VIDEO BLITZ 2
CAN I HAVE YOUR SIGNATURE?
A VIRAL VIDEO FROM:
CAN I HAVE YOUR NUMBER?
There are a lot more to come.. we're making some amazing videos. Its what interns are for!
A VIRAL VIDEO FROM:
CAN I HAVE YOUR NUMBER?
There are a lot more to come.. we're making some amazing videos. Its what interns are for!
WE WANT OBAMA VIDEO BLITZ 1
Let the WE WANT OBAMA VIDEO BLITZ BEGIN! In order to get the attention of the busiest man in the world, we need some more attention. Behold, the WE WANT OBAMA VIDEO BLITZ. Us interns are making some videos too.., day one down, two videos up. Enjoy.
Emily after entering arrest warrants..
a viral video from:
Emily after entering arrest warrants..
a viral video from:
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