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Sun, 09 Dec 2012 17:00:27 GMT

I didn't break into semifinals, and so I didn't have to go back on Saturday. It's both a blessing and a curse. I'll have to get a funnier/better piece to work with for HI, because the one I have now isn't working out for me.
I'll have to wait until Monday to find out what the judges thought of me!

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Fri, 07 Dec 2012 04:03:32 GMT

This is going to be the second tournament in which I'm performing my HI (humorous interpretation) at a tournament! Last time I got 1st place in one round, and 5th in another. I hope I break to semifinals this time! But I wanted to share the piece I'm working on for our Poetry/Prose unit in class. It's a column by Dave Barry, a Pulitzer prize winning satirical writer. I've got it mostly worked out. It's due tomorrow, so I hope I'll be alright.!
“CAN INSANITY BE ONE OF THOSE GENDER THINGS?” BY DAVE BARRY

I believe that, in general, women are saner than men. For example: If
you see people who have paid good money to stand in an outdoor stadium
on a freezing December day wearing nothing on the upper halves of their
bodies except paint, those people will be males.

Without males, there would be no such sport as professional lawn
mower racing. Also, there would be a 100 percent decline in the annual
number of deaths related to efforts to shoot beer cans off of heads.
There would be no such words as "wedgie" and "noogie." Also, if
women were in charge of all the world's nations there would be-I
sincerely believe this-virtually no military conflicts, and when
there were a military conflict, everybody involved would feel just
awful and there would soon be a high-level exchange of thoughtful
notes written on greeting cards with flowers on the front, followed by
a Peace Luncheon (which would be salads, with the dressing on the
side).

So I sincerely believe that women are wiser than men, with the
exception of one key area, and that area is: clothing sizes. In this
particular area, women are insane. When a man shops for clothes, his
primary objective-follow me closely here-is to purchase clothes
that fit on his particular body. A man will try on a pair of pants,
and if those pants are too small, he'll try on a larger pair, and when
he finds a pair that fits, he buys them.

Most men do not spend a lot of time fretting about the size of their
pants. Many men wear jeans with the size printed right on the back
label, so that if you're standing behind a man in a supermarket line,
you can read his waist and inseam size. A man could have, say, a
52-inch waist and a 30-inch inseam, and his label will proudly display
this information, which is basically the same thing as having a sign
that says: "Howdy! My butt is the size of a Federal Express truck!"

The situation is very different with women. When a woman shops for
clothes, her primary objective is NOT to find clothes that fit her
particular body. She would like for that to be the case, but her
primary objective is to purchase clothes that are the size she wore
when she was 19 years old. This will be some arbitrary number such as
"8" or "10." Don't ask me "8" or "10" of what; that question
has baffled scientists for centuries. All I know is that if a woman
was a size 8 at age 19, she wants to be a size 8 now, and if a size 8
outfit does not fit her, she will not move on to a larger size: She
can't! Her size is 8! So she will keep trying on size 8 items,
and unless they start fitting her, she will become extremely
unhappy.

She may take this unhappiness out on her husband, who is waiting
patiently in the mall, perhaps browsing in the Sharper Image store,
trying to think of how he could justify purchasing a pair of
night-vision binoculars.

"Hi!" he'll say, when his wife finds him. "You know how sometimes
the electricity goes out at night and . . ."

"Am I fat?" she'll ask, cutting him off.

This is a very bad situation for the man, because if he answers
"yes," she'll be angry because he's saying that she's fat, and if he
answers "no," she'll be angry because HE'S OBVIOUSLY LYING BECAUSE
NONE OF THE SIZE 8's FIT HER. There is no escape for the husband. I
think a lot of unexplained disappearances occur because guys in malls
see their wives unsuccessfully trying on outfits, and they realize
their lives will be easier if, before their wives come out and demand
to know whether they're fat, the guys just run off and join a UFO
cult.

The other day my wife, Michelle, was in a terrific mood, and you
Know why? Because she had successfully put on a size 6 outfit. She said
this made her feel wonderful. She said, and this is a direct quote:
"I wouldn't care if these pants were this big (here she held her arms
far apart) as long as they have a '6' on them."

Here's how you could get rich: Start a women's clothing store called
"SIZE 2," in which all garments, including those that were
originally intended to be restaurant awnings, had labels with the
words "SIZE 2." I bet you'd sell clothes like crazy. You'd probably
get rich, and you could retire, maybe take up some philanthropic
activity to benefit humanity. I'm thinking here of professional lawn
mower racing.

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