*Crystalline* Here There Be Trousers.

Jan 24, 2007 02:41

I may use that for my conversion narrative title should it take a turn for the pubescently sensual. Otherwise, I'll have to come up with something else.

For those who have never taken Modern Familiar Essay, the conversion narrative is "writing about any personal experience, great or small, silly or profound."

The only examples the professor gave were of the great profound sort--tapping into religion, one's life philosophy--and so I had to raise my hand and ask, "Do you have any 'silly' examples?, liiike 'how World of Warcraft changed my life'?"

No.

So I'm on my own, exampleless. But I think I'll manage. I'm better with injecting the ridiculous with ironic grandiosity than I am at uttering my internal standards with a straight face. Those I save for journals I shove in my some part of my room. Nestled like precious jewels in a felt-lined box, granted. (LOL. :P)

Anyhoo:
The conversion formula consists of three parts:
1 My condition before "I saw the light." This unenlightened state
may be characterized by innocence, profound despair, or the
awareness that life is meaningless or not as meaningful as it
could be.
2 The conversion or moment of enlightenment.
3 The state of grace or increased awareness or understanding that
follows conversion.

I find it very hard to take this seriously. I'm able to write on motivations, beliefs, etcetera. And yet I haven't had the kind of experience that I think justifies use of the phrase "I saw the light." I mean, I had a near-death experience once, where I saw what could have been "the light"--but really, I think I was just out of it, rolled-back eyeballs fixed through my translucent eyelids.

It took me days to decide my subject, but at last I have it!

The Labyrinth
Hells yeah. The VHS that rocked my world. Not just because of David Bowie, however, who is entirely responsible for the entry subject line. Shall I mention in my conversion narrative the debate between the quoted tights and the actual trousers encasing his long...lean...BUT it could hardly be the moment of enlightenment, unless I were to wax poetic on a tumultuous awakening to...things...and...

But, *cough*, here I am writing this instead of my draft. n.n

I'm afraid I'll have to squee-out the title here, and create a more relevant one for the narrative. But I do enjoy confusing people, so then again, I might use it.


Here There Be Trousers.

And how!





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I think this is the--no, it's the second time I've posted Youtubes. The first was Captain Picard singing Broadway on the main deck of the Enterprise.

Silent Library Game

I forget the name of this Japanese game show, but two of the guys are pretty famous comedians. The object is to remain quiet, although it's not reinforced as it is in their other shows. In this show, someone gets it by chance: whoever draws the skull receives the punishment.

Out of all the videos I posted, you at least have to watch this one. Because it has a slapping machine in it.

I laughed so hard I nearly passed out. Then my asthma's like "I'm an angry asthma!"

Silent Library Game 2

Another episode with the same game, but this time completely devoid of English. No matter; they're big on the showing, anyway, rather than telling. Slapping machine, part two!

Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten

Same game show, school setting. Object: Watch someone (an actor) try to learn English. Laughter is punished, as you will see.

The counting part is just...hilarious.

Hard Gay: Ramen!

It's Hard Gay, fuuuu!

O.O

Shh. Don't speak.

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One can argue that they are tight trousers, but not tights.

paper agony, tv, david bowie

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