Health Education Outreach flyer on tables at Platt dining hall:
Try this exercise to explore your relationships and how they are effected by alcohol.
At least it didn't go into detail about how alcohol effects babies.
"Eternal Engine of Linguistic Massacre", a song title translated from Japanese, seems to sum up the entire Engrish phenomenon. It is song 5 on the second CD of the soundtrack of a Japanese game called Valkyrie Profile. But when I found the original title of the song and showed it to Gabe, he decided it was translated correctly and didn't make any more sense in Japanese.
Gabriel Neer: "Governating the countryside! Governating the peasants! Especially the women!"
Dan Cicio and Pamela Rettig outdo Strong Bad in their modification of Strong Bad's Kids' Book.
Eleanor Casey: Failed Romance.
If you really must write your own [romantic poem], then remember - it doesn't have to rhyme. Specifically, you should never ever ever try to rhyme the girl's name with something. Never. Even more specifically, do not try to rhyme "Eleanor" with "smell of her". No.
If I ever write a poem comparing Helen to cantaloupes, I will be sure not to mention the process of smelling the melons to determine ripeness.
After Friday night anime, we had our first Tournament of Shame (air hockey). A tournament of shame is a sequential pairwise game in which the loser stays to play the next player in line. Very fun with a sufficiently silly group such as Michael, Erika, Jeff, Gabe, Calvin, Kay, Adrian, Helen, and me.
The idea of a tournament of shame is that no player will dominate the tournament: it's hard to be so bad that you lose to everyone else consistently. Or maybe the point is just to be silly by cheering players when they score on themselves.
Correction: It's called a "tournament of shame", not a "tournament of losers".
The correct answer to this question is an:
(Stolen from a Slashdot post by "j3110".)
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