Apparently our amazingly awesome photo intimdated a few folks. Not as many entries as I was hoping for.
By the way, is that not totally a young John Tesh in the photo?
Isaac S. wrote the highlighted entry for this week. I could appreciate his story because his "awesome story" had a bit of uppercrust to it. It was a different spin than most of the other stories and I could appreciate that.
AwesomenessBy: Isaac S.In an attempt to show his republican friends just how awesome diversity can be, Brad organized the first ever “international and minority students against big government” picnic.
“Sure you can lure in those types by offering something for free,” scoffed Brad’s frat brother Graham, “but try asking them to a potluck event and see who shows.”
Brad didn’t listen to Graham’s cynicism. He knew on campus there had to be more people than just his clique who wanted economic deregulation, low taxes, and babies to live. He wanted to help maintain individual freedom, he didn’t care who brought the drinks and desserts. And besides, the Asian chick is hot.
Gimme some more...
Step Off
By: Brad Wise
So I said, "Bro, no way." And he was all, "I'm serious, man. Step off." So I stepped off. For like two seconds cuz his girlfriend was all, "Yeaaaaaaaaaah, step off." And you guys know me. I take karate. Two belts away from black belt. Depending on this Saturday’s meet. So obviously I'm all about respect and that kind of stuff. But you have to give me respect in order to get it. Right? So I said, “Listen, you better…” and just when I was about to roundhouse her boyfriend, Mr. Lemmerman came up and cooled things down. Lucky for them. My roundhouse is wicked lately.
Me, Myself & I
By: Randy H.
As my body lay motionless in the hot desert, dying of dehydration; my only thought was of my mother. I knew I wouldn't allow a crashed plane and a hundred miles of burning sand to be the final adventure in her son's life. So I assembled every ounce of strength my bleeding, naked body could muster and crawled three days and two nights from the edge of utter death to a port where I found refuge. I wasn't one of the lucky ones. I survived because my wits are keen and my body extraordinarily conditioned. Humbly speaking, I'm just a man. I'm a survivor!
Secret Weapon
By: Linda Gail A.
It sounds like I’m bragging, but the truth is I have a secret to my success as an awesome guy. It’s my secret weapon; my hair. You see, a properly coiffed do is the essential ingredient to being cool and thus being awesome. You start with clean hair, and then apply some mouse before pulling out the straightening iron. That should be enough to hold everything in place, but I find that a mega-hold hairspray finishes the job. Perfect hair is all the attraction that ladies need, if you know what I mean. Suddenly, you are one awesome dude. Trust me, it’s the hair!
Psycho Babble
By Mark H.
Hey, Tommy… HEY! Look at me while I’m talking. Last night at the game, I was throwing the football 100 yards just warming up. Dude, my arm’s a howitzer. Julie, I see your eyes. Why are you looking at Jermaine? You should have seen me calling the plays. Coach trusts me to call the plays. The team loves my plays. Shelley, why are you laughing? Coach lets me run the ball too. My legs are friggin’ rockets, man. Nobody can touch me when I run the ball. Are you listening?? Coach says he’s never seen anything like me. Who won? Oh, we lost. The team sucks.
Words To Live By
By: Jenny S.
The words flowed like honey from John Tesh’s mouth. Stories of beating seemingly impossible odds of chunky glasses, badly gelled hair and braces.
“You know, one day in 7th grade it occurred to me. Anybody can be cool, but it takes practice to be awesome.”
The mouths of all who had gathered dropped at the sound of this epiphany.
“You start calling people by nicknames. It makes the public feel special. I started calling myself ‘The Teshter’. Talk with your hands. It gives the appearance of paying attention. Always sound confident, but not cocky. Oh, and I started bleaching my hair. I’m practically a Ken Doll now.”
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2 comments:
i got a vivid image of 'roundhouse' that Brad's character had in store for 'Bro' at the last two sentences.
thanks Linda Gail A. for reminding me to actually look at the pic. lately the pics have been a distraction. you've help me remember that what i'm writing needs to reflect what i see....and then go from there about the other things, like setting, action, and emotions. great job this week!
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