just call me bhindi of the morning
September 10th, 2003 byWalking to campus, I am plagued with insane thoughts and ideas. It is a struggle every day to remember that other people cannot hear my thoughts nor do I have the ability to radiate them into the minds of others.
In the middle of class today, I was astounded when my fellow classmates showed no recognition of the vegetable ocra. After asking several students, only to my dismay, my german professor came to my rescue and admitted to the existence of one such edible item. Amen.
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A whilst ago, me and A.A. figured out an innovative evolution in higher education. In each class, one single student should be picked to be the human student meter. The professor will finally be held responsible for the teaching of the material. If the professor fails to engage the student meter’s attention suffciently and the meter falls asleep, then the entire class is no longer responsible for the material taught that period and cannot be tested on it anymore, due to the fault of the instructor. Society itself will have to change, with new dorms being created for the chosen human meters, to protect them from being pre-drugged by others in efforts to not learn class material. Silk pajama’s made by grandma silk worms will be flown in daily from China, for the comfort of meter students. The opinion of these semster based human meters would change the course of politics and nations. Most likely though, the instructor will have to work harder in making subjects more interesting and catchy just to not get fired. School, will be our playground again.
“Anthropology: The 18th century bloody geek wars”
“The sensual sinusodial mathematic curves”
“Appendix: the dangerous poison within”
“Psychotic Psychology of Ultra Stupid People”
“Sociology comparision of monkeys and people you don’t like”
Imagine the new era.
Feel free to list your own suggestions
September 10th, 2003 at 10:04 pm
But how will we select the student meters?
No problems with people not knowing about okra here. Fried okra is common in southern food.
September 10th, 2003 at 11:21 pm
Good question. Since it’s my idea, I think I should get to pick ‘em. Yes. I most definitely like the sound of that idea.
What do you recommend Zack?
September 11th, 2003 at 1:41 am
I think we should hold a sleeping competition. The winner would be someone who can sleep anywhere and for the longest amount of time.
September 11th, 2003 at 10:16 am
*Mr Burns style* eexcellent…
September 11th, 2003 at 3:04 pm
Whoa, another bhindhi blog. It lives on yo.
September 11th, 2003 at 10:44 pm
Mr. Beans! Why couldn’t I remember his name.
September 12th, 2003 at 8:05 am
” I think we should hold a sleeping competition. The winner would be someone who can sleep anywhere and for the longest amount of time.”
LOL! Ditto…
September 12th, 2003 at 1:40 pm
Bhindi is nice..no doubt about that..my dad absolutely loves bhindi..and other vegetables..
September 12th, 2003 at 3:02 pm
yes, bhindi is amazing. The only thing is, only my mom knows the proper way to make it, for me at least. Ocra in gumbo is good and all, but it lacks the pizzaz that indo-pak cuisine holds.
Not having seen my mom in 2 years now, it’s easy to say i miss bhindi. with my mom.