Burning money in the name of education

It's about that time of year again. I can already see the sweat on my parents' forehead and the cringes they'll make when they see the ominous triple digits glowing on the monitor of the cash register. Then we go shopping for school clothes.

All dried up

School starts for me on the 23rd and I'm supposed to have had my AcaDec Speech done by now, but I'm completely lost on what to do it on.

Usually I have no issue writing a short 3 minute speech but I'm at a loss. I have the opportunity to talk about WHATEVER I want and I can't think of a single thing of interest to blab on about with an equal amount of panache and wit.

I thought about sacrificing a small bird to the gods of creative juices, but I get a bit squeamish when it comes to killing things that aren't computer generated. I blame my inner tortured buddhist/artist/pacifist for my lack of anything to offer up as sacrifice in exchange for inspiration.

If I can't come up with anything between now and the 15th I'll just talk about all the new web and copyright laws that have been swirling about. Now making that stuff interesting and witty will prove to be somewhat of a challenge!

If you don't like shark week you might as well go and live somewhere without air.

And if you don't know what Shark Week is I'd recommend using google, bing, or your best friend's brother to figure it out.

Even though I'm DEATHLY afraid of the suckers I can't help but tune in and watch in awe of their epic carnage. NOM NOM NOM. Humans.

I mean, honestly how can you say no to a face like that?