Amelia Earhart was a childhood hero of mine. Of course by childhood, I refer to a period of time that stretched well into my early twenties...but I'm growing up now.

Friday, April 30, 2004

Nobody Here But Us Crickets

I'm working on a standup piece about written evaluations. Because of my job I've been glancing over quite a few written course evaluations, and I find them quite humorous. Students write things like, "I think it's important that Dr. X try to avoid coming to class without pants." This is my kind of humor. I find the general bravado associated with written language hilarious. An average person would never use a sentence like that if they weren't being required to write it down (I, personally, talk like that all the time, and that's why I am weird). An average person would say, "Dude, my professor is naked. Gross!" But when you have to write it down for posterity, this just seems too indelicate.

Interesting, you say, but why does Kari want to use this as springboard for standup material? And wait, I didn't even know Kari did standup. Well, she doesn't, but she's bored at work, and she does like to perform and she does find herself highly amusing. So she thought that she might prepare something for an open mic night. It will be like karaoke, she thinks, but with less music...and less dying cow sounds...and more crickets chirping.


Tuesday, April 27, 2004

This is my brand new *ta-dah* blog. Y'all have Marianne to thank *cough, cough* for this, because she introduced me to the world of blogging. I would like to add, though, that she did not in any way promote my blog, because I did not tell her or anyone else that I was intending to start one. Thus said, she is not in any way responsible for the content of this site. Trust me, Marianne, your lawyers will be very happy about this later.

By the way, I really don't know what I'm doing (or why) with this thing, but it seems like fun, so please don't hate it too much. (Or at least try to keep it to yourself.) Cappice?