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Final Exam for the Class “Listening to Music”

by Lincoln Sedlacek

Please answer each question in essay form in the space provided.

  1. All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
    This is a multi-faceted question. Is it asking where people themselves come from, simultaneously insinuating that all people are lonely? Or is it asking how it is that people arrive at loneliness? I tend to read the latter interpretation, in which case I would say that lonely people come from their mistakes, like taking a course that you think will be your “easy” class for the semester but instead requires weekly, harshly-graded bullshit interpretations of music from the past half-century.
  2. Who let the dogs out?
    Commonly regarded as your typical “nonsense lyric” today, this lyric was actually regarded as a cutting commentary on the state of American politics when it first appeared in the famous Baha Men song in 2000. As the presidential debates between George W. Bush and Al Gore moved further away from the issues and more toward underhanded personal attacks, one could only help but wonder: Who started it? Was it one of the candidates? Was it one of the parties backing them? Was it the media? Who, metaphorically speaking, “let the dogs out”?
  3. How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?
    Since the early 80’s, this question has been read as a question of experience: How many experiences must someone have had before you can claim that they are able to make sensible, adult decisions? However, during the Vietnam War, this lyric was intended to be read as, “How many roads must a man be willing to walk down…” It’s not what someone has done that determines whether they are an adult. It’s what they’re willing to do, like buying drinks for their middle-aged music professor in order to shmooze them into giving the A- they expected, which is required for their GPA to be good enough to get into UC Berkeley School of Medicine.
  4. Fellas! Has your girlfriend got the butt?
    Hell yeah!
    Ha ha, just kidding. Intended to invoke the conflict between someone’s desire to have an attractive significant other and their desire to be the more attractive one in a relationship, this line is, without a doubt, one of Sir Mixalot’s most philosophical. Yes, one wishes to be able to say that their girlfriend (or boyfriend) “has the butt” – but at the same time, they would like to be able to say they have the butt, too. This struggle is a universal for anyone who has ever been in an exclusive, romantic, sexual relationship. However, I can say that while my girlfriend does indeed “have the butt,” I’m a man with quite an ass myself. It’s perfectly proportioned, really tight, and pretty much willing to do anything in order to pass this exam.
  5. What is love?
    Love is an emotion my father ceased feeling for me when I told him I was effectively paying $6250 in tuition to take this class. It’s an emotion my TA obviously wasn’t feeling when he graded my midterm. But maybe, just maybe, love is an emotion that can be felt if I score at least a 92.25 on this test – by med schools, for me; by my father, also for me; and by me, for you, in the motel bedroom of your choosing while Barry White plays in the background.
  6. Do you wanna touch me there?
    You’re opening up this extra credit option to the entire class? There goes the curve; guess I’ll start on that application to CityTeach.

My Mars One Application

by Melissa Chiasson

Nevertheless, enthusiasm for the Mars One scheme has been of middle-school proportions. Last year, the outfit announced that it was seeking potential colonists and that anybody over age 18 could apply, advanced degrees or no.” —The New York Times, December 8, 2014

1. Why would you like to go to Mars?

Webster’s defines “Mars” as “the planet fourth in order from the sun and conspicuous for its red color.” Webster’s defines “conspicuous” as “obvious to the eye or mind,” which definitely helped me out with the first definition. I define Mars as a place to test my resiliency, forge bonds with fellow space enthusiasts, and build a thriving sex tourism operation from the ground-up. It won’t be easy, I know. Having to say goodbye to loved ones you will never see again, traveling for months to reach an unknown, and becoming the madam of a space brothel are no easy feats. But I am confident in my abilities as a leader and sex trafficker to boldly go where no man or prostitute has gone before.

2. How would you describe your sense of humor?

Hilarious! Love the cartoon Cathy (RIP), Dane Cook, and the Geico Gecko.

3. What makes you the perfect candidate for this mission to Mars?

36-24-36. Also an astrophysicist.

 

Customer Satisfaction Survey From Terror Tammy’s Halloween Horrors Superstore

by Jordy Greenblatt

  1. Overall Experience – How would you describe your experience with Tammy’s?
    1. Terrorific
    2. Spooktacular
    3. Frightastic
    4. Unsatisfactory
  2. Hold Music – What would be your ideal hold music?
    1. The Time Warp
    2. Monster Mash
    3. Creepy forest sounds
    4. Leave it as Bad Bad Leroy Brown
  3. Costume Selection – How did you feel about our costume selection?
    1. Eerily extensive
    2. Scandalously seductive
    3. Boo-dget friendly
    4. Disproportionately focused on racial stereotypes
  4. Staff Interaction – How would you describe your interaction with Tammy’s staff?
    1. Hauntingly helpful
    2. Frightfully friendly
    3. Chillingly competent
    4. A little too handsy in the dressing room… and the cash register
  5. Store Location – How would you describe the store’s current site?
    1. Wickedly well-maintained
    2. Creepily convenient
    3. Scarily safe
    4. Confusingly close to Trashy Tammy’s Coochie Palace

-Melissa Chiasson and Jordy Greenblatt

Mnemonics I Use to Remember My Co-Workers’ Names

by Lincoln Sedlacek

That time I went to James Bond’s house for a 007 marathon, he talked for a whole half hour about the importance of diversifying my investment portfolio to include municipal bonds. He ended up guilting me into it by telling me I needed to think about my family, so I now think of them as “shame bonds,” which sounds a lot like James Bond.

Parker Carson used to work as a valet, and she’s continually telling stories about how she had to choose between putting SUVs in the “park or Carson” Center parking lots.

When I went to KFC with Ted Sanders and he told me about his time as a colonel in the Army Reserves, he wouldn’t stop running his hands along the sides of the table, like they were wood sanders.

John Clogger always gets the toilet stopped up, which inevitably results in Jon the janitor guilting us all into going to his next clogging recital.

When Luke, who insists on being referred to as “Dr. Baker,” brings in cookies, I can tell that he uses fake chocolate chips, which reminds me of how people mishear Taylor Swift’s lyric “Fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake,” as “Bakers gonna bake, bake, bake, bake.” Someone who only misheard it a little bit would hear, “Bakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake.’

Earl Goodman is always honest and frank with his criticisms, without ever being mean-spirited. He’s as good a man as John Goodman, who is so great he should be knighted by the Queen of England, which would kind of make him “Earl Goodman.”

Last time we went out for drinks after work, Jim Beam drank so much whiskey that we told him we wouldn’t let him drive home and made him give us his keys. He told us he was fine and after some arguing back and forth he said he’d prove it: he made us all go to his gym across the street and watch him walk the balance beam. Unfortunately we were right, and, long story short, he’s in a coma.

-Jordy Greenblatt, Lincoln Sedlacek

I Want a Car That Says, “Pay Attention to Me Because I Am Important and Financially Successful.” Literally.

by Jordy Greenblatt

When I press the horn on my sleek red convertible, it’s going to cause some heads to turn. This is because when somebody hears a car horn blare out a complete sentence at top volume, they very rarely ignore it. I am extrapolating from what I imagine my own reaction would be in that scenario, but it seems like a reasonable assumption.

I don’t appreciate figurative speech. I have as much subtlety as the second ‘t’ in the word ‘subtlety,’ which is pronounced exactly as the letter ‘t’ is named. When I look for a car that says a particular phrase or sentence, I want it engineered to do so plainly and audibly.

If the car didn’t announce its purpose loudly and in clear language, there’s no guarantee that passersby would even notice it, let along register its significance as an indicator of my lucrative business dealings. I don’t want there to be any ambiguity or speculation concerning my socioeconomic status. I want people to know that I belong squarely to the upper echelons of society without expending time or energy on arriving to this conclusion.

I have various other ideas to further propagate the news of my wealth using my new car. Perhaps I could affix decals printed daily that bare the date and my net worth as of that morning. If the sheer fact that I spend money so frivolously that I have a standing daily contract with a decal printer doesn’t alert people to my fortune, the enumeration of my net worth will certainly elucidate that point.

Ideally I would like screens on the sides of the car that indicate my net worth, updating in real time. However, I am a pragmatist and I don’t think this technology can be reliably installed on the exterior of a car. Therefore, I am willing to settle for advertising my wealth with the simple and informative car horn message above as an air cannon showers the sidewalks with photos of myself dressed in expensive suits and shaking hands with rich and famous people.

Things I’ve Said While Writing for This Blog

by Lincoln Sedlacek

“Guys, which Teletubby is better-known: Laa-Laa or Po?”

“I’ll do some Googling. See what current political players I can shoehorn into a satire piece with minimal research.”

“What about a piece called ‘The Banana Bunch’? It’d be like The Brady Bunch, except they’d all be bananas.”

“We’ve got to take advantage of this! Who knows when Justin Beiber will say something this stupid again!”

“I want to make a difference with this next piece. You know, say something meaningful. How soon can you photoshop Kim Jong-Un’s head onto a flying squirrel?”

The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Lemurs

by Melissa Chiasson

Respond to emails within 24 hours

Assert your dominance by marking your territory with urine and wearing a blazer

Make a list of short-, midrange-, and long-term goals

Lick every inch of your body at least twice a day

Work with other lemurs to achieve your goals

Do not eat young

Pursue your interests, like flute, or yoga, or pooping in a tree hole

Who Would Win in a Fight Between Batman and Superfudge?

by Lincoln Sedlacek

Two fictional mainstays, one of the DC comic universe, the other of Judy Blume’s Fudge children’s series. The question is… Who would win in a fight?

In one corner, there’s Batman: a trained fighter who has spent years bringing down the most dangerous criminals known to mankind, clad in bulletproof armor and wielding a deadly arsenal of weapons and tactical gear. In the other corner, there’s Superfudge: the imaginary alter-ego of a hyperactive six-year-old child who – according to his older brother, Peter – is the biggest pain ever invented.

Now, at first glance, it might seem like Superfudge has a lot of advantages in this battle. He’s smaller and wears no armor, making him quicker and more agile. He’s also a lot younger than Batman, giving him energy that the Caped Crusader – fit as he is – hasn’t seen in decades. However, Batman his own advantages – for example, Bruce Wayne’s muscle and weaponry far surpasses that of a young child. Even if Superfudge were to run a few circles around Batman and maybe hold something gross right under his nose, that’s no match for a devastating punch to the face, which could probably dislocate a six-year-old’s jaw in one go.

“But wait!” you might say. “Superfudge may not have the high ground physically, but what about his intellectual advantages! He knows a lot of big words – he could use those to confuse Batman and throw him off his game!”

This is a fair point, but Superfudge has his own intellectual deficiencies; for example, he doesn’t know where babies come from. All Batman has to do is mention that, and Superfudge will be even more confused, more than leveling the playing field. And then it won’t be long before the Dark Knight is delivering an armored knee directly into Superfudge’s sternum, knocking the wind out of him and disorienting him so much that he won’t see the blades on Batman’s metal gauntlets until it’s too late.

Of course, one might say that, as a last resort, Superfudge could run away and hide. Assuming Batman doesn’t “win” until he kills Superfudge, this tactic could deprive him of victory. And assuming Batman then tries to find Superfudge, this could give the toddler the opportunity to execute a surprise attack from close range – giving him a fighting chance to catch the Bat off-guard.

Unfortunately, even if Superfudge wanted to employ this tactic, he wouldn’t stand much of a chance. As soon as he turned his back, he would be allowing Batsy to switch to a fully offensive stance, and then it’d only be a few seconds before a deadly batarang was lodged firmly between Superfudge’s shoulder blades.

In the end, it all comes down to Batman’s strength, fighting experience, and extensive armory of weapons and gadgets. Superfudge’s brother may have thought that he was the greatest nuisance in existence, but annoying your older brother is quite different from trying to defeat one of the greatest detectives and fighters of all-time. I would say the Batman is the guaranteed victor here, with Superfudge lasting about five seconds before he has been killed by an armored punch or kick or run down by the Batmobile.

College Basketball Rebranding Suggestions In Case the NCAA Tournament Gets Delayed Past March

by Jordy Greenblatt

  • April Anxiety
  • May Manic-Depression
  • June Jitters
  • July Jonesing
  • August Angst
  • September Syphilis-Induced Dementia
  • October Obsessive-Compulsions
  • November Nymphomania
  • Debcmeer Dyslexia
  • -Melissa Chiasson, Jordy Greenblatt, Lincoln Sedlacek

Predictions for Categories That Should Have Been Included in the Oscars

by Jordy Greenblatt

Best Unoriginal Screenplay:
The Expendables 3

Best Sound and Drink Mixing:
Bar scene, X-Men: Days of Future Past

Most Apes:
Dawn of the Planet of the Apes

Best Dog in a Leading Role:
Ruggles, American Sniper

Best Person in a Leading Role Who Is Not a White Male:
Benedict Cumberbatch, The Imitation Game

Best Bradley Cooper Impression:
Ruggles, American Sniper

Best Makeup and Hairstyling and Plastic Surgery:
Godzilla, Godzilla

Most Improved Hotness in an Actor Transitioning From TV:
Chris Pratt, Guardians of the Galaxy 

Most Spelling Errors in a Title:
The Granned Bupadust Hotelle

Best Feature Film Based on a YouTube Video of Dancing Cats:
Boyhood 

Worst Snubbing of a Movie Illustrating the Tragic Parallels Between the Overt Discrimination of the Past and the Better Hidden Institutionalized Racism of the Present:
Transformers: Age of Extinction

-Melissa Chiasson, Jordy Greenblatt, Lincoln Sedlacek

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