Justin Yi aka the Wooly Mammoth
A Wooly Mammoth never forgets
I’ve been telling all my students that I was married to Emilia Clarke. I showed them my ring and told them it was my marriage ring.
Then today, after I fooled a few more kids, I lost it as I ran through New York, which was on flood alert and raining like crazy. So damn pissed at myself.
Moral of the story: don’t get fake married…
You can see it switch from “Leo Tolstoy” to “Miss Brooke”…
I began reading Middlemarch a few months ago, a novel written by the amazing British novelist George Elliot (for you non-literary types, George Eliot is a pen name for Mary Ann Evans who had to hide her gender). I was excited because I had read Mill on the Floss and had loved it.
I had started reading it a while ago, but had stopped due to work at school. However, I was taking a long train ride to Liana’s place, so I popped out the book and began reading.
Oddly, none of the characters mentioned on the back cover of the book appeared in the story. Instead of taking place in England, the story was taking place in Russia. Hmm, perhaps this is the back story of my characters! Then characters with the names of Oblonsky and Levin and other weird people emerged. What the… wow, didn’t know George Eliot was fascinated with Russians! Then I got to page 34. The book suddenly transitioned into a new font.
So the book apparently was misprinted with the first 30 pages being from Leo Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina. Luckily, Liana had a copy of it, so going to read Anna Karenina first before I get a new copy of Middlemarch. Sigh…
I’m sorry I had to
This made me almost spit water everywhere.
Mean Girls Makes everything better.
(Not an attack on RJ)
I’m sorry, I don’t understand all the anger about Khan being played by a white man. The original Khan, who in the show is supposed to be of Northern Indian descent, is played by a man born of Mexican Heritage.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khan_Noonien_Singh
Who cares who plays Khan, as long as he’s not a white man.
And yet nobody seems to point that inconsistency out. Imagine, if Khan in this film was played by a man of Asian Indian descent, then the film commentary would be as follows: “In a lack of cultural sensitivity, J. J. Abrahms has chosen to reawaken the irrational fear of “Asian Invasion” with the use of a minority villain, instilling the archaic notion of the threat of the East.”
I think people’s outrage would be more understandable had Khan been a figure that had been treated with more cultural reverence from the start of his inception. Haters gonna hate, I’m watching this movie.
A group called Blue Engine that places recent college graduates as full-time teaching assistants in a few public high schools is showing promising results.
Woo! Blue Engine in the newspaper! Shout outs from New York Times and Barack Obama! Super proud of everyone I work with and work for!
#shitmykidsgetdone
The students had a chart that had modern words and their Elizabethan counterparts. They had to write a dialogue using the Old English words. The only thing K had on her entire paper was, “Hither dispatch Sirrahs,” which translated to “Go kill boys.”
I think I have a new favorite student.
Look Didi. Look Gogo. He did show up after all.
