Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Car Wreck
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Rule #2
Last night my friends Fiona, Liat, Caitlin, Katie and I made a spontaneous decision to go to an improv comedy club, Comedy Sportz. Fiona and I had previously been to a Comedy Sportz in Chicago and were quite excited to learn that there is also on in Houston.
During the show actors ask for request from the audience and then are required to play a game or create a scene on the spot involving the suggestions of the audience. Coming up with ridiculous suggestions and being loud have both been fortes of mine for quite some time so it wasn’t long before my presence was known inside the theater.
One of the games played involved audience participation. And being one of the more enthusiastic members there I was, somewhat reluctantly, chosen. The game that I played was chain reaction. Categories were suggested by audience members and the different teams then had to name objects in that category with the last letter of one being the first letter of the next. (Cars: Hyundai–> Intrepid–> Dodge–> Envoy etc.)
The last game of the evening involved three of the actors creating characters and while remaining in character giving advice to audience members on anything really. One audience member wanted to know about anagrams. The “ref” (emcee) for the evening began to ask what exactly an anagram was.
His first gander was “one of those words that reads the same forwards and backwards”.
I quickly offered a “No, that is a palindrome”.
Next an audience member said, ” words that sound the same like to, and two”.
Fiona and I responded , “NO, that is a homonym.”
The ref then turned to me and said, “Well, what is it then, Caroline?“
“An anagram is when you take the letters of one word and rearrange them to for other words.”
“OK, fine. And what is your question about anagrams that you would like our friends to answer?”
“How many words can you make out of the letters in “planets”?”
(Previously in the evening this had actually been our topic of conversation. The word planets has all of the most common letters and thus lends itself to being very good at this game. In “Te Da Vinci Code” it is mentioned that 92 words can be made using only these letters.)
The characters then began to answer the question according to the persona of each. One of the characters lived his life by two rules and thus answered every question with two rules. As an answer to my question he said “Rule number one: It doesn’t matter*. Rule number two: Date Caroline. She’s going places.”
Don’t forget it either.
*I don’t actually remember what rule number one was. But it obviously isn’t as important as rule #2.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
I was distracted
Monday, March 2, 2009
Paulina Bunyan
Two days after I graduated from high school I joined my Grandparents on a cross country road trip. They have a house out in Idaho where they spend the summer. The problem with such a house is that after a hard winter there is a lot of manual labor that needs to be done to open up the house. That is where I come in. Not only was I going along to aid in the driving to get there, I was mainly going to do all the lifting, hauling, stacking, painting that my Grandad could throw at me in the ten days that I would be there.
One of the big chores that needs to be done is to thin out the aspen grove. The aspen trees grow like weeds and to keep the whole grove healthy we constantly have to get rid of the old dead trees and the little trees underneath that aren’t going to grow fast enough because they aren’t going to get any sunlight because the mature trees are blocking it all.
This particular day we were working on getting rid of the mature dead and sick trees. My Grandad, who was approximately 82 at the time, was wondering around with the chainsaw while I nervously followed him hoping that he wasn’t actually as unsteady on his feet as he appeared to be.
You might be wondering why I didn’t have the chainsaw in my hands. You see, I am a girl, and girls are incapable of using chainsaws. However, I am a strong girl and therefore I am useful for holding the tree up at one end so that it can be cut into smaller logs to be used as fire wood.
Grandad and I had cut up several trees. While he was finishing up trimming some branches I headed over to the next tree that we had appointed as our victim. I leaned against the tree to take a bit of a rest and felt it shift under my weight. I pushed against the tree a bit harder and felt it groaning against the strain I was putting on it.
I turned to the tree, placed my hands against the trunk and started rhythmically pushing against it until I had a solid sway going. As I pushed harder and harder the tree began to sway rock more and more violently. Suddenly there was a loud tearing noise as the tree fell over and the roots tore from the ground. My Grandad looked up surprised. “Thought I would save you a bit of work,” I said with a grin on my face.
For the duration of my stay, whenever he introduced me to someone he would introduce me as Paulina Bunyan and tell this story.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Fuzzy Wuzzy Was a Bear
After being in a rubber raft all day, my brother, Joseph, and I liked to stretch our legs so we would always go exploring around the campsite. One day we were walking along the bank of the river when we came upon a bloody salmon. It wasn’t one of the rotten / rotting salmon that we were used to seeing though. This one looked like it had been in great shape until rather recently. We went closer and noticed that the blood around the salmon was still bright red and runny. We started feeling a little nervous. We saw something in a patch of mud a little ways away and went over to see what it was.