Image Online That's Interesting

Walking up to this piece of art is really confusing. What looks like a guy about to jump of a diving board into a waterfall is actually unreal. It is just an illusion. The artist who created this masterpiece tricks people with his 3-D art. If I walked up to this and came down the stairs I would take a step and jump back because I would be so scared to fall into this waterfall. I guess more fear would be because I don’t know how to swim. I would also be confused because I would have thought to myself I was just walking on a cemented side walk and the next thing I know is that I’m coming up to a waterfall.

In this piece of art the man jumping of the diving board looks so real. He wears stripped swimming trunks with a watch on his wrist. His facial expression and posture looks like he is really about to take the plunge. The waterfall coming off the stairs also creates water ripples on the flat land. The shading and coloring of the artwork is what creates the 3-D effect. From the side of the wall there are pillars drawn to make the building next to the artwork seem like it is being held up above the water. On the pillars there is a green color which portrays the age of the building and the artwork. It looks like the artist used chalk or pastels to create the artwork. I find this image so interesting; I wish I could see this image for myself in real life.

HW Week 2-19-07

The blog that I’ve read from Fimoculous’ “Best Blogs of 2006 That (Maybe) You Aren’t Reading is really informative. The title of each blog states the main point of what the blog is going to be about. The blog I read in this section I was assigned has a purpose to inform the reader about something. The blog I read taught me something new with each post. Things that I’ve learned that are new to me is that there is such thing as Monkeytown, which is a film venue in New York, Wikipedia has a Debatepedia, Princeton partnered up with Google for a library project, also Belgian newspapers sued and won a case against Google. The blog writer really did do their research. The reader gets a full understanding that the writer really does know what he/she is talking about. The writer gives us the idea of the main point and goes on to explain about the main point. The blog seems to be written like an essay or an article. The blog is like a report coming out of a newspaper. It really does inform. In the blogs there are also hyperlinks linking to a site that gives the reader a more in depth and broader understanding of what the writer is talking about. As mentioned above, the new things I learned also have hyperlinks. There are hyperlinks that link you to the Monkeytown website, Debatepedia’s website, the partnership between Princeton and Google, and also the lawsuit filed against Google from the Belgian newspapers. The links are helpful and direct the reader to other sites if you wanted to know more information on the subject. There are also many more hyperlinks on the blog I read. The way the blog ends off is with a conclusion that wraps up all the information given in each post. The posts end with questions, quotes, and even the writer’s opinion or thoughts on the subject.

The blog that I was assigned to read and analyze differ from my own blog a lot. My blog is really more laid back and really opinionated; whereas the assigned blog is more serious and factual. My blog just rambles on and on like it is my own personal diary but online though. The way I can incorporate these differences into my own blog is to make my posts in my blog more serious and not make it seem like an online diary by adding more information and facts. It would also be more helpful if I added more hyperlinks so the reader can get a better understanding of what it is that I am talking about. Reading the assigned blog taught me more about writing blogs because before this class I’ve never written a blog.

Observational Essay: It's a Side Job

I circle this place for five minutes until I decide to go to the next street down, Lincoln and Ninth, to park my car. As I get out, I immediately regret wearing heels because there are many puddles that I have to dodge. I walk up to the building and from the outside glows luminous lights that are changing colors. In front of these doors, familiar smiles form on the faces of the big macho bouncers that I’ve met before. We exchange our Hi’s and they open the door to let me in. I walk in and look around. The building has a round shape and the lounge chairs are as white as snow, set to perfection looking like an actual airplane inside. Plasma screens are built into the walls and a huge projection screen is on the stage replaying images advertising DC10.

DC10 is a bar that I work at doing coat check; it’s a side job where I earn extra money. DC10 refers to the name of a specific type of airplane model. The inside of the bar resembles a luxury private plane. The cocktail waitresses wear cute little black and gold stewardess outfits. Near the door a sign reads, “Baggage Claim- Coat Check” and an arrow points to a door whose top half is cut off. I walk into this little box which is referred to as the coat check room. Along the cream colored brick walls are coat racks and what seems like millions of hangers hanging on them. I see a table on one side of the wall which has the bank and in it lays two hundred dollars as change money. On the other side of my coat check door is a sign saying,” Coat Check - Three Dollars” and next to it is a big clear bucket with a sign in front of it saying, “Tips Appreciated.” For customers to get the hint I put some bills in it before hand.

An hour passes by and the time is only 10:30 pm, “This place doesn’t pick up until 11 or 11:30pm”, or at least that’s what I heard from the cologne sprayer in the men’s bathroom. Surely time goes by; my first shock of the night is a transvestite. He puts his make up on better than I do and probably most girls too. He still needs a little more practice walking in his four inch heels as he walked up to give a friend of mine, the manager, a hug. As I look past them, I see the door men spotting that out too and they wait until the transvestite leaves to start clowning on the manager. The manager tries to defend himself but he miserably fails.

As the night goes on I stand at the door watching people interact. There are different kinds of people with their own personal styles. I wonder about everyone, they all have a story behind them, and checking in their coats only shows how cheap or generous they are. I go out for a smoke break and talk to a bouncer. I found out that he was a high school teacher, teaching math by day and a bouncer by night.

It finally hits 12 am and I start seeing underage acquaintances that should be at home with their babies. Instead they are here getting drunk and knocking over my coat check sign and tip jar. They are completely wasted and smell like alcohol as they try to get their coats checked and talk very loudly and obnoxiously. This guy was standing there yelling out, "That's real talk, that's real talk" for no apparent reason. Not to mention you can see a lot of make up caked onto girl's faces. It’s also a shame that girls can’t fit into the clothes that they choose to wear. I see a lot of girls with clothes on that are way too tight for them. Their meat is hanging over their belt and every few seconds I see them struggling to pull up their pants. It wasn’t a pleasant sight.

By the end of the night people start filing out and coat check starts to get busy. By this time, everyone is drunk. My tip jar starts to fill up with all this green paper. I hear the manager announce, “Last call for alcohol,” and people hurry to the bar to get their last drink. As the night starts to wind down, and everyone is asked to leave and I look back and see that all the coats are gone. Just as I thought the night was over, suddenly a fight breaks out. For about thirty seconds, it was complete chaos. The most memorable moment of the fight was when the bouncer picked up one of the guys by the neck and carried him out with his legs dangling off the ground. I thought the fight was over until I saw the bouncer and management run out the door to try and get the license plate numbers. A guy ran in and yelled, “There’s another fight.” Sadly I didn’t get the information on the events that occurred outside.

I counted the money and calculated my total for the night, tipped out, and was waiting to be checked out. The wait took forever because of the fight. I watched as everyone lent a helping hand to clean up the bar. Finally, I was checked out and made a total of one hundred and forty eight dollars for my five hours of work, not bad. I was walking out and a bouncer asked if I needed to be escorted to my car because it was 2:30 in the morning and I had to walk to a different street alone. I declined his offer and said I should be fine. I lit up my last cigarette of the night and made my way home to get some sleep for another days work tomorrow.

Writing Assignment Week 4

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Observing at DC10

I’ve been asked to do coat check at DC10 once and only have done it once. Coat check is when I work as a person and give you a number for your coat and you can come back at the end of the night give me the number and redeem your coat. The way that I’ve been connected to this job opportunity is through the manager of DC10. I know the manager from my older sister, who is really close friends with him. Sometimes they need a fill in and since I need the extra money I accepted it, with the thought that I could also do my observational essay on this. There is a huge opportunity to observe a variety of different people. These people are drunk, sober, happy, angry, sad, and even sick (They are any emotion that you could possibly think of).
I’m glad to tell you, my audience, or classmates in Mr. Ware’s English class about my experiences doing coat check at DC10. I hope my audience finds my observations interesting and funny, and hopefully no one gets offended about my opinion on people that I observe because this would clearly be my opinion, and I am not trying to disrespect or offend anyone. If I put myself in the shoes of my audience I would want a lot of information. I would ask: how did you get the job, what is coat check, do you get tips, how do you get paid, is it fun, what are your coworkers like, what if someone loses their coat check number, etc?.
Researching the subject is interesting to me because when I go to the clubs I’m what you would call a “wall flower,” who stands near the wall and rarely makes my way to the dance floor to dance. So clubs and bars are not really my thing, but I love observing others and my surroundings. Observing this subject is also an advantage because I could kill two birds with one stone, working and doing school work at the same time. I’m expecting to find out what it is like to cater to people who are intoxicated and watch people mingling together; like the saying, “Denver is the best place for singles”. I also hope to make a lot of tips when I work. That’s why I hope everyone gets drunk so they don’t realize what bill they are putting into the tip jar.
Also working coat check, I can also observe the whole bar/lounge. I can see what it looks like interior and exterior. Since I’ve been there once I can tell you why it’s called DC 10. DC 10 is a type of airplane model. The inside is supposed to resemble the inside of a plane; I think they did a great job with it.
I’ve been asked to work once a week so I think that will set a properly timed so called, “interviews” for this observational essay. This is going to be a great subject to observe and I hope I’m going to find so great observations.

Warning: This may not be humorous to you and contains some adult content.

Peter's Prostate Exam

I was watching Family Guy on T.V. once and saw a really funny episode. For those of you who haven’t heard of or watched this show, here is a little background information. This is a comedy about an everyday American family. The members of the family are: Peter, the father of the family who doesn’t take responsibility seriously, but instead loves to get drunk, Louis, the mother who plays the role of a stay at home mom, Meg, the daughter which is a the outcast and always is forgotten, Chris is the son whose the oldest child that has a pet monkey, Brian is the talking family dog who like Peter loves to drink and is secretly in love with Louis, Stewie (my favorite) is the evil baby genius who is plotting for world domination. I know you’re probably thinking that there are a lot of funny episodes on family guy, but this is my all time favorite. This Youtube clip is from the show where Peter was forced to get a prostate exam by his wife.
In this clip it begins with Peter and his Doctor in the doctor’s office. Peter is then asked to bend over the table and with complete shock Peter screams and jumps away from the doctor holding his butt to the cabinet and then the walls. He yells to the doctor what the hell he was doing with his finger up Peter’s butt hole and the doctor responds by saying that that was part of a prostate exam. Peter storms out of the office running home with his pants down. He gets home and tells Louis but gets mad at her for saying the same thing the doctor said. He runs up stairs and on his way gets traumatized by the T.V. which has a bunch of commercials with fingers in it and his son and monkey holding up fingers. Then they’re at a court room where Peter is testifying against the doctor. In his testament he claims that the doctor was kissing his neck and feeling around his butt and squeezing it. The judge had also got a prostate from the same doctor and didn’t remember it being so bad until Peter asked him to think about it again and convincing to change his mind. The judge imagines himself being harassed and pounds the gavel saying that the doctor was guilty.
As a member of a boarder online community the context of this video clip affects me by making my stomach hurt because laughing too hard. This clip over exaggerates Peter’s experience with his first prostate exam. I don’t think in reality anyone would actually go as far as Peter did. The person that posted the clip on Youtube did alter it by cutting out the dialogue and events that weren’t as funny and skipping to the hilarious parts. The clip still shows the events in order though. This clip is humorous because it targets many age groups that can relate to it in many ways. The ways it relates to people is through their own experience or what they imagine it to be like. This clip illustrates how I imagine a prostate would be like and shows a great over exaggeration on the thought of getting prostate exams.