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I got another hilarious response from one of my roommates concerning my hacky sack woes. This one warrants special attention:

From Blaine:


Need theme songs?

Life is a Lemon, and I want my Hacky back.

Money for Nothing
{With the chilling intro 'I want my/ I want my/ I want my Hackysack...'}

Hacky
{'Oh, Hacky. You're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind. Hey Hacky!'

Little Hacky Sack
{'Little Hackysack, you're the one that we want.'}

Hacky Sack
{'All those other hackysacks / are just imitatin'. / Won't the real
hacky/ please come back / please come back / please come back.'}

Or you could go whole hog, and try something like this...

Ballad of the Sack

It seems last week in Michael's class
some kids were playing hacky pass.
Some kids subdued, some behaved,
as Mike upon their planners slaved.

When all at once the Head came in,
Coming to check this boisterous din.
To Mike she planned to say some stuff,
but that last pass was just too rough.

The hacky hit her in the head,
and she proceeded to turn red.
As her lips proceeded to flap,
Mike had one thought. It was "aw, crap..."

For beginning the hacky's trip,
that student got a concern slip.
The Head of English chewed Mike's ass
"Not behavior allowed in class!"

Then she left with the hacky sack.
Now Mike must ask for his sack back.
Hacky sack was confiscated?
Little sack's incarcerated!
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Yesterday, I was tutoring an ESL student. She's taking an English summer course and she needed assistance with a personal essay she had to write. The topic sentence was "the important things in life are the most enduring." In helping her with this, the topic of friendship came up. I asked her to think of an example of where a friend really came through for her. She was a bit stumped so I provided her with one of my own as an example.

When I first came to Victoria with a small number of good friends, we were well, very poor. We didn't have much in the way of cash on the move to here and some big financial setbacks made things quite ugly for a while. One of my roommates, Blaine, had a huge collection of paperback novels which he enjoyed reading over and over again. During this time period, he would sort through them and pick out his least favourites to sell for cash so we could pay for food. During the Thanksgiving of that year, he again sold a number of his novels and, with that money, bought us turkey subs from Subway so we would at least have turkey dinner. And that, folks, is what true friendship is about (chuckle!).

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