tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34289582011-07-13T22:09:40.247-07:00THE BOOKInspired by a little notebook I used to carry around in high school, THE BOOK is a compilation of wacky events that happen in our daily lives. Care to contribute? Email me at the link below and I'll be happy to add you to our blogring (or you can just email me a single post if you prefer).Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comBlogger3601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1150614819093640082006-06-18T00:11:00.000-07:002006-06-18T00:13:39.103-07:00Sam: Next thing we know, spammers will be sending out porn in 3D so blind people can read it.Talya [pretending to be blind and feeling something]: Oooh, that's hot!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1143619920097185262006-03-29T00:10:00.000-08:002006-03-29T00:12:00.113-08:00[in an email that went out to the Harvey Mudd student body...for a better backstory, visit here] Howdy,Did anyone steal the Caltech cannon Monday night/Tuesday morning? They called and said it was stolen and were hoping it was here.ChrisChris Sundberg Associate Dean of StudentsHarvey Mudd CollegeJerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1143508561767879932006-03-27T17:14:00.000-08:002006-03-27T17:16:01.780-08:00Joey: what else is goin on? I saw the schedule for graduation...you guys really go all out. IIT is one night, and you only get like 5 invites. Talya: Schedule for graduation...?Joey: Yeah....you are graduating this semester, right?Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1142134466404566952006-03-11T19:32:00.000-08:002006-03-11T19:35:15.833-08:00Lisa: We should do something awesome, to celebrate our having good job days. My interview going well, your interview getting scheduled..." [Lisa trails off]Talya: We should have a treat during the movie!Lisa: We should have popcorn! And chocolate.Talya [eyes gleaming with divine inspiration, running to her closet. She pulls out a large squishy bag labeled HERSHEY'S and hands it to Lisa]: This is Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1141901506212560342006-03-09T02:48:00.000-08:002006-03-09T02:52:07.666-08:00[Priya and me on AIM, a couple of nights before thesis is due]Priya: okay i named one of my sections "the return of ideals"Priya: which garnered no commentTalya: ?Priya: i'm just sleepy enough to want to change it toPriya: "the revenge of the ideals"Priya: i mean iPriya: it wouldn't be inaccurate...Priya: because the ideals go, haHA! WE ARE UNIQUELY FACTORIZABLE AND YOU ARE NOTPriya: suck on thatJerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1141107737230587572006-03-03T09:13:00.000-08:002006-03-03T09:14:28.750-08:00Professor Jacobsen: When I'm grading tests, I'm like, "oh, I'm a terrible teacher; I should stop now!" It gets depressing until I calculate how the class did overall.Kaz: Then you realize we're just idiots and it's always okay...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1141201021510333132006-03-01T00:14:00.000-08:002006-03-01T00:17:01.520-08:00David: What did the chain rule do for you anyway?Talya: I had to nondimensionalize a reaction-diffusion mechanism for the Schnakenberg kinetics. And...yeah...David: Wow, is it a bad sign that the phrase "nondimensionalize a reaction-diffusion mechanism for the Schnakenberg kinetics" makes me horny?Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1141033596176928772006-02-27T01:46:00.000-08:002006-02-27T01:46:36.176-08:00Jacobsen [writing on board]: Theorem. One must take risks in love.Kaz: I refuse to write that down.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1141033516467910502006-02-27T01:44:00.000-08:002006-02-27T01:45:19.113-08:00Jacobsen [pausing in the middle of lecture]: Kaz, how are you doing?Kaz: I've been better.Jacobsen: We missed you on Wednesday. You miss class 'cause of sickness?Kaz: NO, it was just too early in the morning. You loose. [note: our class meets at 11a...]Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1141032475610876022006-02-27T01:27:00.000-08:002006-02-27T01:27:55.953-08:00Cypress's Away Message for Sunday Night: Hey there, Ms. Grumpy Gills. When thesis gets you down, you know what you've got do? - No, I don't want to know what you've got to do. - *Sings* Just keep writing, just keep writing, just keep writing, writing, writing! What do we do? We write, write, write! - Thesis, NO SINGING. - *still singing* Hahahahahaho! I looooove to write so you can GRADuate..Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1141013832479873852006-02-26T20:13:00.000-08:002006-02-26T20:17:12.493-08:00Kevin: Does your thesis talk to you?Talya: Yes.Kevin: What does it say?Talya: It says, "you should be working on me!"Kevin:Does it tell you to burn things too?Talya: Yes.Kevin: Really? What does it tell you to burn?Talya: Grasshoppers and fields of grass.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1140500722341411262006-02-20T21:40:00.000-08:002006-02-20T21:45:22.353-08:00Mandy: Do you mind if I park my latte on your bedspread? I promise not to spill.Talya: Oh, yeah. That bedspread's taken much more beatings than coffee stains, anyway, so no worries if you spill.Mandy: And yet it's so clean and pristine.Talya: [knowledgebly] That's 'cause I use Shout.Mandy: Wow, we should be on a commercial right now...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1140117380051403232006-02-16T11:16:00.000-08:002006-02-16T11:16:20.063-08:00Professor Jacobsen: If you leave this class thinking of love as a dynamical system, then I've done my job.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1139879124951134982006-02-13T17:03:00.000-08:002006-02-13T17:05:24.963-08:00Joey [a few days after Dante is born]: Dante....I still think it's a dumb nameTalya: Haha...you better get used to it.Joey: I won't. I'm gunna sign all his cards: "sorry about the name..."Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1139286095461134392006-02-06T20:20:00.000-08:002006-02-06T20:21:35.480-08:00Professor Rankaitis [to Talya]: If it wasn't for the fact that I know you're already happy in a relationship and that I think he might be gay, I would totally hook you up with my nephew.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1138842615697863732006-02-01T17:11:00.000-08:002006-02-01T17:11:28.523-08:00Cypress: You mean you didn't google the definition?Mandy: Nope. Wow, isn't that amazing how successful Google is? I mean, you know you have to be successful if your company name is a verb.Cypress: Oh, yeah. In fact, if your company name is a verb, that's just got to mean you've become the standard. Xerox, Kleenix--it's all the same idea. They're the best.Mandy: Wow, and just imagine when Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1138765441065104492006-01-31T19:45:00.000-08:002006-01-31T19:44:11.146-08:00[Lisa, Sarra, Dan are talking about weddings/engagement rings.]Sarra: ...well, of course it's not the size of the diamond that matters.[long awkward pause.]Lisa: It's the size of his penis!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1136745859220958742006-01-08T10:40:00.000-08:002006-01-08T10:45:27.496-08:00Zach [on IM]: Buenos Noches, Senorita. Natalya: Esta la mañana para mí, pero sí, ¡buenos días señor!Zach: Dude, I didn't take THAT much spanish.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1134623068309264762005-12-14T21:01:00.000-08:002005-12-14T21:04:45.220-08:00Talya: I'll do a dance for you if you like :)Jeremy: If you feel like dancing, feel free, but I'd hate to put you at an inconvenience.Talya: no, I'll dance!Jeremy: Alright, make sure to let me know if it's a good one.Talya: :does an irish jig:Talya: Hmmm, it's missing something....I know!Talya: :pulls out a jug:Jeremy: A jig with a jug! Now you jut need to drive off in a jag...or, if money is Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1132124472574282332005-11-15T23:01:00.000-08:002005-11-15T23:08:38.806-08:00Deepinder: I'm just freaking out about my speech that I have to give on Thursday because I have no idea what to talk about! The topic is so vague.Talya: Uggh. I have to give a talk too...if we were closer, I would suggest reciting to each other.Deepinder lol I haven't written mine yet. But the topic is "seventeen / 17" ... that's it.Talya: Huhh.Deepinder Just the numberTalya: What's the talk Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1131686706175210852005-11-10T21:23:00.000-08:002005-11-10T21:25:53.486-08:00Talya [before a test]: I need your smartness and attitude to take this test, but you're too blitzed to want to provide it.Priya: Where's Chris when you need him? We can both cyphon his endorphons and brains.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1131652482235332352005-11-10T11:54:00.000-08:002005-11-10T11:54:47.403-08:00Talya: I don't want to work tonight.Lisa: Eat chocolate.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1131611986273584372005-11-10T00:39:00.000-08:002005-11-10T00:39:51.090-08:00Jeremy: Do you have any tissue?Caitlin: I have toilet paper :points:Jeremy [reaching for almost empty toilet paper roll]: Oh wow, I didn't even recognize it! It's lost weight!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1130914629499362892005-11-01T22:54:00.000-08:002006-03-09T03:07:13.666-08:00Priya [after Prof. Jacobsen shows her how to do a proof]: Oh! I get it! Prof. Jacobsen: "Eso si que es"Priya: (thinking it's something like qed, writes down): "S-O-C-K-S" !?Prof. Jacobsen: No! Eso si que es. "That is what it is"Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1130914333913825182005-11-01T22:51:00.000-08:002005-11-01T22:52:13.926-08:00Chris [during lecture, writing up a proof]: So, in this proof, "say, a^2 + b^2 = p^2." :pauses and looks at class: Go on! Say it!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1130747247092219892005-10-31T00:24:00.000-08:002005-10-31T00:27:27.093-08:00Talya [trying to read what is written on the board]: does that say, "greatest" over there?Kristen [a little too loudly]: Yeah.Chris [from the board]: Whoever said, "yeah!" I really appreciate the enthusiasm for this proof! It is cool, isn't it?[Talya and Kristen start laughing]Chris: What's so funny?Talya: Kristen was saying "yeah" when I asked her what was written on the board.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1130746821323509972005-10-31T00:17:00.000-08:002005-10-31T00:21:59.416-08:00Talya [doing number theory homework with Aleks and Kristen]: I don't know about this one, Aleks, 22.2...are you sure we have to prove it?Aleks: That's what he said in class, right?Kristen: Yeah, I just did it numerically.Talya: So did I.Aleks: Ooh...well, I'm sure you're fine then.:later in class, going over homework:Chris: Yes, and for this particular problem, 22.2, you have to prove this part Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1130746129337948952005-10-31T00:04:00.000-08:002005-10-31T00:08:49.350-08:00[Priya and Talya doing math]Priya: Can I borrow your calculator?Talya: No way! I'm working on the same problem! You don't ask someone to borrow her calculator if she's trying to do the same thing!Priya: You're mean.Talya: Whatever. Why don't you work on the part that doesn't require the calculator?Priya: AlrightTalya [after banging keys on her calculator for maybe a minute]: Hey...wait, didn'tJerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1128915605648212522005-10-09T20:38:00.000-07:002005-10-09T20:41:40.413-07:00Mr Estes [in a history lecture]: Let's imagine Sean is going shopping for a dress. ... Jimmy: Sean buys all his dresses at Bloomingdales.Mr. Estes: I thought it was Jimmy's Lingerie Shop.Jimmy They didn't call it 'the Era of Good Feeling' for nothing.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1126858494741749772005-09-16T01:14:00.000-07:002005-09-16T01:14:54.746-07:00Mandy: You wouldn't happen to know anybody with an electric mixer, would you?Talya: You can download 'em.Mandy: ?????Talya: If you're trying to mix mp3's, I meanMandy:Talya...I'm talking about baking...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1126027531905509752005-09-06T10:24:00.000-07:002005-09-06T10:25:31.906-07:00[playing Apples to Apples]Talya: all right guys, give me nouns that are masculine[Caitlin plays Emily Dickenson]Talya: Emily Dickenson is masculine?[everyone laughs]Caitlin: Well, there is the word "dick" in her name...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1126027438675867682005-09-06T10:22:00.000-07:002005-09-06T10:23:58.683-07:00Kevin [talking to Talya while she is half-asleep in the car]: Why are you moving?[Talya mutters something incoherent]Kevin: That doesn't even make sense...Talya: Well you make stupid sense.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1121665849817669082005-07-17T22:48:00.000-07:002005-07-17T22:50:49.823-07:00Talya: The thing is, I don't trust doctors in general.Dad: I don't know, Dr. Jalowski is rather nice.Talya: Nice, but is he a doctor I can trust? I think not.Dad: He did Joey's circumcision when he was a baby.Talya: Yes, and look at how Joey turned out.Dad: Aww, that's not nice! That's rather low!Talya: One could say, that's below the belt.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1121579448759721862005-07-16T22:47:00.000-07:002005-07-16T22:50:48.766-07:00Kevin: Voldemort is a moronNatalya Well, yeah...there's actually purposely a lot of parallels between Voldemort and Hitler. Kevin: And he's got a dumb name... who would ever trust someone named Voldemort?Natalya: it's French for "flight of death."Kevin: if I was him I'd change my name to like Friendly McNiceguy.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1118034878595280522005-06-05T22:13:00.000-07:002005-07-02T14:57:09.480-07:00[Deepinder and Talya on IM]Deepinder: did you see this on GFF?http://www.harrisonhospital.org/...=6069 Talya: haha, yeah I did :) » crazy, no? Deepinder: yeh >_> his parents sure have a lot of explaining to do Talya: hahahahaha » man, he better be spanking good at that game to avoid ridicule Deepinder: i figure he'll both have a cult following of geeks and a hate crowd everywhere he goes Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1115668264291507322005-05-09T12:50:00.000-07:002005-05-09T12:51:04.296-07:00Mandy: Hi, Esteban, how's it going?Estaban: Uhh...whaa?Mandy: Er, how are finals treating you?Estaban: It's past my bedtime...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1115253495776105772005-05-04T17:33:00.000-07:002005-05-04T17:38:29.660-07:00Prof. Shahriari (on the last day of class): So, we have here a field with 25 elements....what is it isomorphic to? Maybe Z/25Z?Class: But Z/25Z is not a field....Prof. Shahriari: How about...Z/5Z X Z/5Z? Is that a field?Class: Hmmm, maybe? Either side is of order prime, and...Prof Shahriari: Who here thinks that Z/5Z x Z/5Z is a field?[entire class raises hands]Prof Shahriari: An entire Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1115003412921870912005-05-01T20:08:00.000-07:002005-05-01T20:10:12.923-07:00Eric: (playing Talya's adventure game for CS) Ah, crap, I don't know what to do....aha! I know. I'll just type take(X) and it'll tell me what I can take....Talya: Ooooh, I wouldn't do that....Eric: (reading the screen) It says, "Hey, no cheating!....and quit Prolog?" Whaaaa???Rich: You killed Eric!!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1115003289021939122005-05-01T20:06:00.000-07:002005-05-01T20:08:27.293-07:00Rich (tutoring Krystal): Think of the computer as alive, it's thinking, it's...Talya: It's a Cylon!:Krystal and Rich stare:Rich: Wow, Battlestar Gallatica? You of all people?Krystal: The Scrippsie is a bigger geek than me....Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1101888583593899712004-12-01T01:05:00.000-08:002004-12-01T00:09:43.606-08:00English Teacher: Never, ever trust spell check. I once had a paper handed in to me, the author was trying to say this:
*writes on board: The pen is mightier than the sword*
However, that devil spell check alterted it to:
*erases "pen is" and writes "penis,"*
The penis, mightier than the sword. I never want to see that on any of your papers!
Fawkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06407766779407808752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1101087308652082722004-11-21T17:33:00.000-08:002004-11-21T17:35:27.503-08:00Margarete (at a programming conference): So, which session did you guys attend?
Daniela: Well, Courtney and I were going to go to the program on apathy, but it was cancelled.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1099027478551817522004-10-28T22:23:00.000-07:002004-10-28T22:24:38.550-07:00Spotted on John's AIM profile:BRING IT ON RA's, u can't stop Drunk kyle, nobody can!I am gonna leave this up until kyle gets caught.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1098936037379778242004-10-27T21:00:00.000-07:002004-10-27T21:00:37.380-07:00Talya (in reference to how well she and Priya work together): If we were lesbian, then they would have to legalize gay marriage just because of how well we work together.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1091606473698633272004-08-04T00:58:00.000-07:002004-08-04T01:02:24.606-07:00(backstory: we were talking about philosophy)
talya: sperm live on average about 90 seconds and then die.
talya: so, there's this mother, and for every moment she is alive, the father of her son has sperm dying off every 90 seconds or so.
talya: she goes to this bar, and she takes this drink that she knows if she consumes it, it will make all her children blind
talya: so, she takes the drinkEskayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04282741625662050938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1091167953134239992004-07-29T23:11:00.000-07:002004-07-29T23:12:33.133-07:00Deepinder's 4-year-old cousin: Daddy, when will I get a wife?
His dad: When you're older than 20, son.
Cousin: Are you going to buy me one or make me one?
Fawkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06407766779407808752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1088628826708724332004-06-30T13:53:00.000-07:002004-06-30T13:53:46.706-07:00Deepinder: i've to go now
Deepinder: ttyl
Talya: KO
Talya: d'oh caps
Talya: love ya~
Deepinder: knockout!!
Deepinder: you'll pay for thatJerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1087923480638054882004-06-22T09:56:00.000-07:002004-06-22T09:58:00.636-07:00[on IM]
Talya: hi
Sean: HIYA
Sean: oops caps
Talya: :)
Sean: how're you doin?
Talya: jolly, yourself?
Sean: good good
Talya: good
Talya: (just wanted 3 goods there)
Sean: ha, nice
Sean: buit why stop at 3?
Talya: you're right
Talya: good
Sean: good indeed.
Talya: good good
Sean: good?
Talya: god
Talya: whoops*
Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1085738023807779192004-05-28T02:50:00.000-07:002004-05-28T02:55:35.853-07:00Mandy [trying to golf]: Okay, guys, seriously, if I don't stop laughing, I'll never make this putt.Talya and Jimmy: Okay...[moment of silence. Mandy starts to concentrate.]Jimmy: Badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger...Talya: Mushroom, mushroom!Mandy [laughing horribly]: wtf? Jimmy: Badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger...Talya: Mushroom, Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1085737794692024272004-05-28T02:48:00.000-07:002004-05-28T02:54:56.760-07:00Talya: "SHIT! That bastard just cut me off!Mandy: No kidding, that was so rude!Talya: Mandy, call the number on the back of his car and complain to the company...[hands Mandy her cell...] Jimmy: No, wait, I'll do it! [grabs phone and dials number] Yes, hello? Yes, I'd like to make a complaint. Your driver, whose license plate is --------, just cut me off. He was also making several very obscene Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1085466942578668972004-05-24T23:33:00.000-07:002004-05-24T23:35:42.576-07:00[Talya and Jimmy are moving two giant koi in the elevator going down. Elevator stops to pick up Lady. Lady walks in elevator]Talya [while elevator is going down and after Lady notices koi]: mmmmm, dinner will be good tonight.[Lady looks perplexed, stares at koi, but says nothing. Wonders if Talya is being serious. Elevator stops.]Jimmy [as Lady, Talya, and Jimmy are stepping out and Talya isJerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1085383014147918552004-05-24T00:15:00.000-07:002004-05-24T00:16:54.146-07:00Talya [re: Dad's friend who collects Oriental rugs]: He's a nice guy. He just has a rug addiction.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1078608457485069262004-03-06T13:26:00.000-08:002004-03-06T13:29:49.623-08:00[Jonathon walks in late to Math 101]Dr. Rumbos: ...We have just proved the most important thing in this class...Jonathon: That's a great thing to walk in to...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1076480603838787092004-02-10T22:23:00.000-08:002004-02-10T22:25:11.340-08:00Chloe: What you should do next time you get a gift certificate from a store you don't want is, first buy a bunch of stuff you don't want, then return it the next day for cash back.Talya: That is a good idea. A highly unethical and mean idea, but a good idea.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1076480516337836752004-02-10T22:21:00.000-08:002004-02-10T22:23:43.856-08:00Class: What does it matter who is a Mac user versus who is a PC user?Priya: Frankly, I'm bi-digital: I know both PCs and Macs.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1075684028003329972004-02-01T17:07:00.000-08:002004-02-01T17:08:46.466-08:00Talya: I think I'm becoming addicted to chewing gum.
Priya (nodding): An oral fixation. (pause) Which, if you think about it, is very wrong.
Talya: Yes, it is. (pause) But Kevin's getting into it too...
Priya: I DO NOT wanna know that!!Priyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04590507035144812424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1074763467260605872004-01-22T01:23:00.000-08:002004-01-22T01:25:54.856-08:00Professor Rankaitis: You are going to learn the techniques of getting art supplies in various ways: rummaging through thrift stores, asking to borrow shower curtains from friends in dorms, and, my all-time favorite, Harvey Mudd dumpsters.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1074763378274695682004-01-22T01:22:00.000-08:002004-01-22T01:24:25.890-08:00Professor Bradley: So, for all you newbies...I'm Professor Bradley! Ta-da!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1073727310495868722004-01-10T01:35:00.000-08:002004-01-10T01:36:25.670-08:00Tasha: So, what are you guys going to do tonight?Stephy: I dunno. The original plan was that we were going to come here and figure that out, but those plans sort-of fell through.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1071123991573430812003-12-10T22:26:00.000-08:002003-12-10T22:27:17.593-08:00Talya [re: talking about design for page]: This would look really cool for a knock-out...oooh, could we do a knock-out, please, please, please?Natalie: You knock yourself out!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1070569756629935922003-12-04T12:28:00.000-08:002003-12-04T12:29:56.280-08:00Mike: The thing about Mudd students is, they would be ruling the world if it wasn't for their apathy.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1070569674181284132003-12-04T12:26:00.000-08:002003-12-04T12:29:22.403-08:00Allison [talking about page 8 of the voice, which had an article about bondage on it]: That picture of the girl with handcuffs over her breasts was fun to design. People kept walking by and going like, "whoa!" And I'm like, "no, that's not me in that picture." It's actually really funny of them to think it's me since the thought of sex disgusts me.Chloe: Don't you want to have kids?Allison: I Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1070569056512817082003-12-04T12:14:00.000-08:002003-12-04T12:18:36.530-08:00Mandy: Last night I got food on my jeans again. :sigh: I feel like such a slob.Talya: That's okay. Over Thanksgiving I managed to get cranberry sauce on my shoe. I had Grant lick it off.Mandy, Arunima, Caitlin: What?Talya: I had Grant, my dog, lick it off.Mandy: Oh. That's much better...I thought you said you had your Grandma lick it off!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1070266267253752742003-12-01T00:10:00.000-08:002003-12-01T00:11:43.606-08:00Betty: Some people go mall-shopping. Talya goes photoshopping!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1070246663565726102003-11-30T18:44:00.000-08:002003-11-30T18:44:59.403-08:00[Deepinder has been raving about FFX-2 all weekend]
Deepinder: Oh, I've decided what I want for Christmas.
Xiao: What?
Deepinder: SSX 3, it's a video game.
Xiao: Are you sure you don't mean FFX-3? I can't believe they made a new one in a week!Fawkeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06407766779407808752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1069843544661250902003-11-26T02:43:00.000-08:002003-11-26T02:46:15.686-08:00Talya [RE: random person who does NOT look anything like Priya]: Is that Priya down there?Cypress: Uh, no? Not at all!Talya: Oh. You're right. Dammit, I'm seeing my co-editor everywhere...Cypress: That's not a good thing, Talya!Talya: I know. Co-editors are not to be found everywhere. Our minds have officially merged if that's the case.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1069755821586881482003-11-25T02:21:00.000-08:002003-11-25T02:24:11.890-08:00Jimmy: You're not full. You're Ernie!Ernie: You're not funny. You're Jimmy!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1069659274392588652003-11-23T23:33:00.000-08:002003-11-23T23:35:03.420-08:00[Kevin beats Bowser in Mario 3]Talya: Great! Now, don't fall down that cliff...[Kevin falls down the cliff.]Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1069231927737325872003-11-19T00:52:00.000-08:002003-11-19T00:52:31.640-08:00Here we go! My first quote on Talya's blog:
My sister calling me at 8am: Hey Emmy, what's the name of the lady in 'Fight Club'?Emilynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-106913475365108452003-11-17T21:52:00.000-08:002003-11-17T21:54:26.233-08:00Chloe[leaning over Mandy]: I'll wrap your text.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1069062477581622082003-11-17T01:47:00.000-08:002003-11-17T01:48:19.623-08:00Natalya: [squeezes fish keychain next to her ear] Hey guys, this has a battery in it, I think it makes a noise or something! [fish keychain lights up next to her ear, giggling of others ensues.]leahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09309849514348258148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1068103883004866452003-11-05T23:30:00.000-08:002003-11-05T23:31:21.193-08:00Caitlin [in reference to Mandy and Arunima talking loudly about Conner]: For goodness sake! I'm moving to this half of the suite [coming to Charlotte and Talya], where at least no one discusses Conner!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1067419099799729332003-10-29T01:17:00.000-08:002003-10-29T01:18:52.256-08:00Talya: I had a nightmare last night...I guess this'll sound childish, but aliens live under my bed...Kevin: Justin lives under my bed, and that's almost as scary...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1067328508705579052003-10-28T00:04:00.000-08:002003-10-28T00:08:28.213-08:00[Arunima had two midterms earlier in the morning; Mandy walks in.]Mandy: Hey, everyone!Everyone: Hey![pause]Arunima: So, Mandy, are you going to ask me?Mandy: Ask you what?Arunima: What do you mean, ask me what? Come on!Mandy: Was I supposed to ask you something? I'm confused...[Betty walks in.]Betty: Hey, everyone!Everyone: Hey!Betty: How'd your midterms go, Arunima?Mandy: OOOH! I'm sorry, I Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1067237536112422672003-10-26T22:48:00.000-08:002003-10-26T22:52:15.923-08:00Us: How did you hurt your finger?Chris: It got stuck in a blender.Us: Ouch! How did you do that?Chris: I was being dumb. I had my hand in the blender and was lazily stroking the blade, and then I thought to myself, "hmm I wonder what the ON button does?" and then with my hand still in the blender I pressed the ON button.Us: So you put your hand in the blender and pressed the ON button?!Chris: Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1066811471421733052003-10-22T01:30:00.000-07:002003-10-22T01:31:11.126-07:00Charlotte: The difference between the rest of the world and Americans is that even though all the world is comprised of idiots, Americans actually say idiotic things.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-1066804064829463722003-10-21T23:27:00.000-07:002003-10-21T23:27:44.690-07:00(kate is having troubling deciding on a new field of study)
eskay- what are you happiest doing, such as hobbies or whatnot?
kate- i like being with matthew, but i can't major in that...
eskay- well, i suppose you could, but that'd make you a major ho!Eskayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04282741625662050938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-820281742002-09-23T20:50:00.000-07:002002-09-23T20:50:39.623-07:00John [trying to open Talya's locked door with a credit card]: I've got it! I'VE GOT IT!Talya: YES!Camille: Way to go!Credit Card: RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP[Credit card rips in half]Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-819839632002-09-23T00:21:00.001-07:002002-09-23T00:21:59.410-07:00Grant [looking around his drunk friends]: This was supposed to be a night SANS the debauchery!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-819839532002-09-23T00:21:00.000-07:002002-09-23T00:21:29.396-07:00John: It's so annoying...I am attracted to gay men...Camille: Huh?John [realizing what he said]: D'oh! I meant, gay men are attracted to ME! That totally came out wrong! Sheesh...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-813465432002-09-08T23:56:00.000-07:002002-09-08T23:56:36.383-07:00Mandy: Ooooh, I hate that part in E.T. where he's all sick and looks like a piece of white poop!Talya: That, or he looks like a powdered doughnut!:giggling:Becca: It's a peice of poop! It's a powdered doughnut! No! It's E.T.! Phone home!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-812272902002-09-06T00:39:00.000-07:002002-09-06T00:39:20.150-07:00Catherine: We should go exercise. Do you want to do it after Sex?[She meant, after watching Sex and the City, but we didn't know!]Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-812272632002-09-06T00:38:00.000-07:002002-09-06T00:38:17.150-07:00Courtney [emerging from our dorm bathrooms]: You know those bathroom stalls?Us: Yeh?Courtney: They're called "Hiny Hiders!" It says so on the locks![Courtney then proceeds to show us these so-called "Hiny Hiders."]Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-812272022002-09-06T00:35:00.000-07:002002-09-06T00:35:18.346-07:00Courtney [emerging from our dorm bathrooms]: You know those bathroom stalls?Us: Yeh?Courtney: They're called "Hiny Hiders!" It says so on the locks![Courtney then proceeds to show us these so-called "Hiny Hiders."]Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-807920122002-08-27T13:58:00.000-07:002002-08-27T13:58:45.713-07:00Mom [driving by a new Walgreen's built on Tangerine]: They're building another Walgreen's??Jimmy: Yep, that's Tucson...a bunch of dirt and mountains, with a few Walgreen's in between.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-807919572002-08-27T13:57:00.000-07:002002-08-27T13:57:12.523-07:00Jimmy: I have a 135 percent in math!Ryan: Wow! So what do you have in there?Jimmy: An "A." Why, what would you think I'd have with that grade?Ryan: Well, you know, maybe it loops around the alphabet or something after you hit 100, so that would mean you'd have a "W"....Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-802683242002-08-15T01:35:00.000-07:002002-08-15T01:35:01.790-07:00[Talya, Eva, Jessie are hanging out in Talya's room. Jimmy walks in.]
Jimmy: Ooooh, is this what they call "girl talk"?Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-801767662002-08-13T01:02:00.000-07:002002-08-13T01:03:57.000-07:00Roy [doing count on Amanda's drawer at work]: Ayyye....Amanda is short $11 on her money...and she's over two large cups!
Talya: Well, maybe she just forgot to void two large cups...
Roy: Aww, don't be making excuses for S----'s lousy drawer.
Talya: What, do you think she was trying to keep two large cups for herself?
Roy: I dunno...after all, those cups do come with free refills...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-796809352002-08-01T02:07:00.000-07:002002-08-01T02:07:53.610-07:00Talya: Am I weird for liking pickles on my sandwich?Joey: No.Talya: Really?Joey: Really. I mean, if you were weird for liking pickles on your sandwich, than so would all the people who like pickles on their club sandwiches, their turkey sandwiches, and so forth.Talya: Oh. Okay.Joey: Now, if you liked Kiwis on your pickle sandwich, then I'd say you have a problem...Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-795009692002-07-27T22:44:00.000-07:002002-07-27T22:46:53.000-07:00[Talya is serving one man and one woman popcorn and drinks. After the transaction is complete, the woman says:]Woman: So...do you model?Talya: What? No.Woman: Would you like to?Talya: Er....Woman [not letting Talya finish]: Well, if you ever feel like you'd like to model for me, I could use a few pretty faces to model for my website...here's my card [hands Talya a card], and let me know if you'reJerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-794684972002-07-26T23:47:00.000-07:002002-07-27T22:41:10.000-07:00Talya [in reference to all the popcorn/soda she's been dropping]: Gosh, I've been spilling things right and left today!Ken: Down, Talya. You drop things down.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-793381792002-07-24T00:36:00.000-07:002002-07-24T00:36:50.180-07:00Johnny [on the phone with Cristal]: Well. You know how when I was 8 I got attacked by moths? Well I never really told you about it did I? I was just sitting there, perfectly normal kid, when a swarm of them just came at me. They tangled in my hair and my clothes and then they started to bomb me. Yeah. Bomb me. Like, you know when you kill a moth all that green stuff comes out? Well, that's their Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-792049272002-07-20T19:24:00.000-07:002002-07-20T19:24:52.000-07:00[Tasha and Mom were having a discussion. Tasha was in a serious mood, and Mom and Katie, her younger sister, kept making inane jokes that Tasha didn't find amusing.]
Mom: We're trying to lighten the mood!
Tasha: It doesn't lighten the mood if you pass gas.
Mom: I didn't pass gas.
Tasha: It was an analogy.
Katie (while shaking her hands in the air sarcastically): Ooh, an analogy.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-792049062002-07-20T19:23:00.001-07:002002-07-20T19:23:28.170-07:00Sarah (after intently staring at her multi-colored toe nail polish through blue socks that look more like hose):My toes look like candy!
Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-792048962002-07-20T19:23:00.000-07:002002-07-20T19:23:04.920-07:00David [as part of a sermon point]: To me, beer is urine strained through used sweat socks.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-792048772002-07-20T19:22:00.001-07:002002-07-20T19:22:30.056-07:00Aaron [completely randomly, during a late night phone conversation]: MEN, upside down and backwards, is almost NEW!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-792048662002-07-20T19:22:00.000-07:002002-07-20T19:22:03.370-07:00Marie [referring to a friend who stayed in Wal-mart for an extended amount of time]: He probably thought he'd be out of there in 15 minutes, forgetting that Wal-Mart is a Hotel California.
Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-792048452002-07-20T19:21:00.000-07:002002-07-20T19:21:24.620-07:00Dr. Siemankowski [during a lecture]: The default state of teenagers is screwing around.Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-792048172002-07-20T19:20:00.000-07:002002-07-20T19:20:50.000-07:00Little middle school boy [after bowling badly at cosmic bowling]: I told you I shouldn't have licked my thumb, Daniel!!Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-790548062002-07-16T23:56:00.000-07:002002-07-17T17:13:57.000-07:00[Transcript between Deepinder, Lynn and me in an AIM chat-room:]
Deepinder (11:29:33 PM): tell me what goatse is!
Lynn (11:29:42 PM): Okay, if you REALLY want to know
Deepinder (11:29:46 PM): yes please!
Lynn (11:29:47 PM): it is a huge gaping anus
Deepinder (11:30:03 PM): LOL seriously?
Lynn (11:30:08 PM): yeah
Lynn (11:30:12 PM): you really don't want to see it
Deepinder (11:30:26 PM): maybe Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428958.post-789164922002-07-13T16:20:00.000-07:002002-07-13T16:21:24.000-07:00Deepinder: Which shampoo do you use?
Talya: Me? I alternate a lot, but mostly I like Clairol Herbal Essence. They don't test on animals, and most of it is organic
Deepinder: Oooh! The urge one?
Talya: Hehe yeh.
Deepinder: Coolies.
Talya: And the hot guys always come and tell me I've got the urge whenever I take a bath or shower.
Deepinder: LOL
Talya: You should see what they do with the shower Jerryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13330584646365204021noreply@blogger.com