Project 5 Redo

I have no ideas right now! I'm going to take a look over the weekend and see what I can do that hasn't been done or is original. I'm probably going to do this with Gwen and get our suffering co-workers to help.

We're Blogging Now, Aren't We?

I've blogged since 2002, on various Web sites.

In 2002, I started "The Braxtonian," the premier blog of Braxton County, West Virginia. It was with former DA city editor Ry Rivard as a way to skew the county and provide commentary that sorely lacked in our weekly rag.

In 2004, after much disagreements and laziness on our parts, I started in 2004 "The Ramblings of a College Freshman" that continued to 2006. I stopped it shortly after I got my job at the DA.

Certainly blogs matter. It was an armchair journalist that brought down Dan Rather and the revelation that they improperly used fake documents to show that George Bush avoided his military obligations.

Certainly, blogs like Cute Overload, a Web site dedicated to cuteness and puppies aren't world-shaking. But Web sites of people that aren't tied to corporate higher-ups can take the risks that some news organization's won't touch.

Project 5: What to do?

Honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do yet.

I was thinking about adapting Pacmanhattan for Morgantown's metropolis -- namely the Towne Center Wal Mart.

We could use real balls for power pills and .... oh, I don't know.

I have no idea yet, but I have been intrigued into some of these ideas.

Perhaps a friend and I can recite Shakespeare on Halo 3? I'm not sure just yet.

Dave

Project 4

Gwendolyn and I are in the process of re-shaping our project 4. To capitalize on the insanity of the election now being over, we are taking the electoral catchphrases and animating them to pictures, utilizing YouTube video clips of the newsmakers saying those clips, then incorporating our friends and colleagues to ask questions, say phrases and more.

It will be an ELECTION SPECTACULARRR, with an emphasis on the spectacular.

On Gwen's blog, we have a preview image of Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin with MAVERICK beside her. As if that wouldn't be our first choice.

A collection of catchphrases; "THATS WHAT YOU SAID"

My current idea for the project is different from my previous post. I will no longer be doing the opportunity cost of watching 21 bond films.

Instead, Gwendolyn Schoolcraft and I will be working together to compile a multimedia project that deals with tired catchphrases and annoying colloquialisms that cloud up today's vocabularies.

To get more people involved, we will be getting various friends of ours to say these catchphrases. We will then get a picture of them as their voice says it over. We hope to make this list as detailed as possible.

Aside from "thats what she said," let me know if you have any ideas!

"THATS WHAT YOU SAID"

21 Movies in 21 Days

1. Dr. No
2. From Russia With Love
3. Goldfinger
4. Thunderball
5. You Only Live Twice
6. On Her Majesty's Secret Service
7. Diamonds Are Forever
8. Live and Let Die
9. The Man with the Golden Gun
10. The Spy Who Loved Me
11. Moonraker
12. For Your Eyes Only
13. Octopussy
14. A View to a Kill
15. The Living Daylights
16. Licence to Kill
17. GoldenEye
18. Tomorrow Never Dies
19. The World is Not Enough
20. Die Another Day
21. Casino Royale

I have begun watching each of the James Bond movies ahead of the new movie Quantum of Solace out on Nov. 14.

This is kind of sad, but for class I would write about how much of the time these movies takes from my life and things I could have done in that time. It's a list that spawns another list.

It's not that I don't like the Bond movies - I've just seen them all before and I know that they won't be any different, so what am I missing out on doing? What else could I be doing? Could I be doing something else better with my time? Could I be posting more of these projects? Could I be turning up early for class?

Who knows... Suggestions?

Project 3: "Frank TV" review

I decided to take my review of "Frank TV," the latest sketch comedy abomination from the television executives.

I used the Shannonizer and the word of God to make it a little holier. Inside the review, I had mentioned that some divine force had saved me from watching the entire first episode.

The original text is available here.

Call it divine intervention.
The show follows the story on the “Frank TV,” which ye inhabit, and by the entertainment industry where people are forced to me.
And the cultural radar beyond “The Apprentice,” the spirit of the entertainment industry where people are, Sean Connery dressed as the season.
And the God of Caliendo’s humor, and that betwixt me and wash thy womb, but if the LORD will make them work, and said: I had to listen to take a parody of blood according to these were the channel.
Where art for himself. This is Al Gore that thou shall surely be the daughters. But if the entertainment industry where people go, I also know not saying I had to change the TBS press Web site, I could, my brother's keeper?
Wherefore hast thou to death. There’s also known for my son of thine ointments than all manner of the main brains behind the earth, and make thess swear by that he said unto you want. And by the good along with Lewinsky, the gate of spices.
I have to me. But taking it was very good along with me. This is that I my editor assigning me this half of do know from “Mad TV”). Somehow, until our brother. Put, he may be put to these were smitten, thy God in Caliendo’s humor, thy temples are like a thread of do Charles Barkley, this, I had to my flesh.
Now therefore thy feet, not murder. Thou shalt not sure
is necessarily a ghost house. But the manslayer shall not even Sen. Arise, this dead. Thou shalt not covet any reasonably-well-known celebrity that formula, behold, but it’s not hold him, hearken to him, I dislike him, will not saying I was very good. Thou shalt not comedy outing starring Frank Caliendo shows the crop, that comedy isn’t doing it was to these were smitten, behold, and his own series is a laugh, forego the story on the network that difficult to my son of “Frank TV” and the king?

Sounds a little more dramatic than when it first ran in today's DA. I don't remember using the word 'womb,' but oh well. That's God for you.

Second Text: Rosier side of this economy column

This next piece is an economic column I wrote for the DA, also. It is available here.

I’m not an economic officials are aggressively taking every day.

Now thanks to sing if you like this is beyond a puddle, fast.

But hey– at all. Ordinary Americans are everywhere. Then we serve hot dogs, sir.

And cheese? Perhaps this bed all. And when tweetle beetles battle in dire times as an economist. Will our financial system,” White House press secretary Dana Perino said the eight analysts on the wondrous-smelling stacks on the wondrous-smelling stacks on a tweetle beetles battle with a bear, in a bottle with the financial crisis created by the bottle's on your fault– they were bought by the mistakes of you sing if you sing with heads in dire times as to people.

But people that Zummers call zumming! M

ade of the light of the Goo-Goose is, not like a poodle and institutions. But people can’t work, it’s not your head? We hear so well in a basic understanding that the dumbed-down analysis of President George W.

They come along humming, who couldn’t quite make their plumbing, the what-seems-to-be-discounted-price. Ordinary Americans are losing whatever money they were crying foul. They smell like my little car with the hat cat.

Red fish, which means people are everywhere. One fish, I bet. I do not an economist. Now thanks to sing with the market, they should be wondering why I’m not like my point. Ordinary Americans are losing whatever money to do not your fault– meaning companies can’t borrow money to have our fundamentals of every day.

But people are hurting. Now thanks to sing with heads in their mortgages, they walked all night. But hey– these banks across America continuing to wink and make the poodle's eating noodles.

I was trying to find the President Bush text translator, but couldn't find it. So I went to the next thing up on the intelligence level: Dr. Seuss. It's completely insane, it makes no sense -- so it's perfect for this project. I always liked Dr. Seuss as a kid, but he doesn't make for any kind of journalist, green eggs and ham.

Third Text: Another DA piece -- last debate column

The third and final text translation is my presidential debate column that ran in the paper last week. I used Edgar Allan Poe, just to see what he'd say about Joe the Plumber.

It took him were in a president. Of the world’s problems.

The whole house was sick-- you shall. Barack Obama spoke into the spirit of “the fabric of the raven, with a gentle violence.

A whirlwind was the hot breath of unutterable fear to speak English. I saw them-- sick unto death; but in a series of unutterable fear to end my heart!

You shall. Joe Biden was now– something I’m happy to discern, the voting group ACORN, save in the debate. There was to return.

After spending most of a gentle violence. Barack Obama– you’re reading. And Joe, like a swoon-- of the devices in the courage to each other, Joe, that long agony; but now– McCain alleged that he intended to discern, who the American legend.

After spending two of “the fabric of agony and its vast weight-- of the voting group ACORN, and the dungeons there had so far. Barack Obama when he was now an open second in the most of cowards. Even their three presidential campaign began that I assure you, and would have rid myself of domestic terrors William Ayers.

While, as if anyone knows where the general election. And I’m pretty sure I assure you shall. And then came, I’m happy to speak English. You must not behold this! Once more let me. I heard that he didn’t explode with a simple American legend.

The last night.. I had so close to shake off---- incumbent eternally upon my final and records,” McCain even in addition to return.

I assure you that I saw them writhe with a hideous throng rush out forever, Joe Biden was able to name-- oh, with logic and for Sen. McCain was trying to millions of urgency was not McCain’s frequent outbursts and reason, Obama.

There's something really weird about seeing three pieces I wrote for work twisted and shaken so badly. I'm not saying there's no literary value in having Dr. Seuss, Edgar Allen Poe or even God translate your work, but it's not mine any more. It's some jumbled, bizarre mess that means nothing beyond a series of computerized words.

It has lost its real meaning. The texts have had their value stripped and become a shadow of their former selves.