just a small glimpse into the wonderfulness of my favorite class. i wont lie...im sad its over. dr. carroll is hillarious...and this was in 20 minutes of class-
compliments of dr. carrolls print editing class:
dr. carroll talking about the toughest editor he ever worked under...
"each time i turned in a story i would get down on my knees at my cubicle and pray to God that my story would not be in shreds when she came around the corner.
it never worked...
...no offense to God."
"feel the power of the patty" (anyone who has had carroll knows he gives patty prizes. mint peppermint patties for outstanding work...or just randomness)
"for consistently providing unententional humor to the class" it was the elliots patty prize!
dr. carroll had a little flem problem- he excused himself from class to go spit outside. he came back and said:
"sorry...that was a 3 ouncer...it like came from mexico or something"
"no... ya... i mean.. sorry i just went to the bahamas...after going to mexico..got a nice tan..." dr. carroll can not be interupted...he will completely not just forget his train of thought...or speech...but switch tracks and actually cease being a train and become a ship...wreck :) ha. wit.
"i have a repuation for swallowing peoples heads" he says in response to his anal action anytime someone walks into the lab while he is teaching.
"i am a jerk when it comes to that...dont mess with my class room baby..its mine..dont mess with it"
so we are getting ready to fill out evaluations and somewhere in his speech i hear: "i better be getting all e's...no games here." haha. nothing like influencing us on evalations...
of course he was saying this for the question about consulting outside of the classroom...because very few do...and if we did...we would def. mark e.
patrice: "when i think of print editing i think of chocolate chips"
i also went to visit dr. cooley yesterday.
he is so great.
i know i idolize him. but he a genius!
when i think of college...i think of being a freshman...and its like Platos cave allagory...just my eyes were opened for the first time! haha. thats what i felt like. it was incredible! ha. i get really excited just thinking about how intellectually challenging that class was. it was fuel for me. maybe i should have been a philosophy minor...i would have really enjoyed it.
it would have been the kind of challenge that i love. excercising my mind by thinking hard...about abstact things...
anyways. all that to say.
i really enjoy learning. esp from great minds! and entertaining ones too :)
and to finish things up- the handout we got in p.editing today:
top 10 list- worst analogies written by high school students (in an essay contest)
(granted some of these may just be funny to a classroom full of journalism editors...but think about them. they are good :) )
10. he was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
9. the whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeporardy comes on at 7 pm instead of 7:30.
8. the little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldnt
7. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup
6. she caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again
5. the red brick wall was the color of a brick-red crayola crayon
4. her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze
3. the politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can
2. the thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during a storm scene in a play
1. they lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigans teeth