December 14, 2003:
Hwæt! We Gar-Dena in geardagum,þeodcyninga, þrym gefrunon,
hu ða æþelingas ellen fremedon.
We may have heard of those princes' heroic campaigns, but we have also heard this: one week of Quote-of-the-Week is over, and another begins. I have been told that I'm supposed to be witty here. This may be a problem. (Witan? Hwæt witan?) Ah, well. You know what they say...þæt wæs god cyning. Or quoter, as the case may be. Hm. You should all be very happy that I decided to refrain from inflicting my alliterative verse upon you. It wasn't pretty. It wasn't pretty at *all*. In other news, Theógnis' syntax may be even more convoluted than mine is/was/will be. Amazing.
Oft Scyld Scefing sceaþena þreatum,
monegum mægþum, meodosetla ofteah,
egsode eorlas....
He's not quite the terror of the hall-troops, but Roz, terror of Fitness, won over last week's set of nominees with his quote of, "Well, so long everyone... Those stairs won't master themselves!" Dr. Ary Goldberger came in a close second with his quote of, "That is a toxic building. It's like architectural pornography."
< self-promotion >
Cwædon þæt he wære wyruldcyninga
manna mildust ond monðwærust,
leodum liðost ond lofgeornost.
< /self-promotion >
And now, noble Quote-of-the-Week members: the nominees!
"I learned that mites crawl up and tights come down. Wait...." --Ms. Jackman, on the difference between stalactites and stalagmites.
"That's my kind of business venture: manipulate people; make money. Sounds good." --Jenny Oberholtzer.
"It was cool, but I had to think about everything. I hate that." --Ben Hirsh.
"Don't make me treat you like a small child." --Mr. Phillips.
"Hey, what's that? Oh, it's sunlight." --Ben Konicek.
"They think it could be a Fountain of Youth. It could also be a Fountain O' Cancer; they're not sure which." --Ms. Nulty.
"I deny the existence of Reilly." --Jeremy, on Reilly being "God" in Diplomacy.
"Shut up. I haven't had a chance to re-humanitise it yet." --Danielle Boyda, on her hair.
"I would just like to point out that Sam gets made fun of plenty." --Erin.
"Okay, the first thing you need to think about is what kind of prostitute you are." --Dee, director of a "Comedy of Errors," giving out psychiatric advice.
If you don't remember how to vote, be a good lemming and find out how to do so at http://www.qotw.net/~qotw/howtovote.html. If, however, you *do* remember how to vote...eh, keep being a lemming. We'll all go over the cliff in the end. Some of us will just have life preservers. Voting ends at 5 PM on Friday. Also, sign up for Honourable Mentions, now made even better by the extra "u"! Go ahead. Prove film-Elrond wrong. Ferðu!*Ferðu!*
--Andrea "but no living man am I!" Lam
December 14, 2003: Honorable Mentions
Alas, my wit has been spent. Here are the honourable mentions for this week:"I feel like I need some milkshake." --Noah, age 5.
"And I, alas, am not produce." --Roz.
"Stupid people exist to make room for geniuses." --an Andrew.
"We're assuming we have fully functional equipment." --Ms. Jackman, to Ben Miller.
"I'm having a Josh moment." --Ms. Jackman, on mites and tights.
"That's too hard to figure out. You have to speak American to us." --Greta Friar, on stone-weight.
"I am continually amazed by the professional quality of my sneakers." --random stranger on the bus.
"Your school is for crazy nut-heads; my school is for crazy pot-heads." --Rosie, Jeff's sister, on CWS v. CSW.
"I keep a box of minions. Just add water." --Jenny Oberholtzer.
"He's a hermit! How can he catch any diseases?" --Harry Alper, still not related to Kate Alper.
"Can I have Orlando Bloom for Christmas?" --Sarah Gulick, a friend of Andrea Lam.
"Teacher Easter butcher block." --a table in room 2A.
"At Boston Latin, they make you read two Shakespeare works a day. I mean, a week. I mean, a year." --Donna.
"I thought that Shakespeare liked to put 'z's in his words, like 'Thou schizzle!'" --Daniel Carlyon's friend, Andrew.
"I am not, and never will be, a dancing monkey." --Jenny Oberholtzer.
--Andrea "ass! Fool! Thrice worthy and beloved" Lam
