You know how sometimes in college you get a D in the class where you absolutely learned the most?

So, maybe a little backstory is in order here.....there were times in college when I didn't have a lot of money. I know that's true of most of us, but this was a semester where at one point I had to choose between buying a book or buying food. So I bought the food and figured I could get the book at the library. This was not the case. The class for which I needed the book was called "Living Religions of the East" and it satisfied not only a  GenEd for history but also for foreign culture. Had I known at the time that I would end up majoring in French, I would have taken another class but oh well.....anyway, I was supposed to read this book that I had neither purchased nor laid eyes upon and I had a quiz on it and the quiz was one question (Why did Bhaktivedanta go to the west?) and I had to look like I was doing SOMETHING so I started writing and this is what I wrote.....


Bhaktivedanta went to the west to mine for gold and discover the untold wealth contained therein. He planned to take an American bride (preferably a southern belle) but no luck. He settled for an Indian woman and they opened an Indian restaurant in Sacramento, which promptly failed. He then resorted to designing clothes under his own label but had to sell out to Pierre Cardin. He now lives in a suburb of Boston and lives off residuals from his short-lived TV series "Leave it to Bhakti" which is on the late night rerun circuit (opposite David Letterman)


--This little anecdote was brought to you as comic relief. Forgive me for being a blowoff queen (not that you should worry) but due to a heinous midterm at 10:30 today, I was unable to read the book, hoping to redeem myself later in the semester. Please find this entertaining as you grade quizzes, as I don't mean to be a smart-ass.


Then  she wrote: Even if you do mean to be a smart-ass I love your essay, and am reading it to all my classes.

Then she gave me 100% on the quiz and I truly believe that's how I passed the class.

The End

JaMy Gets Mugged

KDHD: You wanna fight? 

JaMy: *adopts Notre Dame fightin' Irish stance*

Daddio: You'll break your wrists fighting like that. If you got mugged, you'd be screwed.

JaMy: I'd fight them off with my wit and humor.

KDHD: That'd probably just egg them on. You have a very specific kind of humor that is not shared by most muggers. 

JaMy: *pouty sad face*