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just like . . . whatever


Lady K reading in Toledo Ohio – foto by Smith

Finally, someone forwarded me an actually funny email (well, funny to me since I’m a wordsmith — perhaps not to you).

Some of these student metaphors are brilliant, genius, hilarious, make me wish I had written them, while others cause me to wonder what these kids are doing and seeing and thinking — like the one frying maggots in hot grease.

Why English Teachers Die Young (from laughing?)

Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. Here are last year’s winners…

1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.

5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.

6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.

8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.

9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.

10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.

11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. Instead of 7:30.

12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.

14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. Traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m., at a speed of 35 mph.

15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.

16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.

18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.

21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.

25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

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Lady K and I are reading poetry today at the 2nd annual “Feed The Gays” benefit put on by the GLASA (Gay, Lesbian and Straight Alliance) association of CSU students. This is the reading date I got wrong and we showed up for a month early. We read from 5 to 5:45. Lady and I are followed by Diane Borsenik and John ‘Jesus Crisis’ Burroughs, the hosts of the monthly Lix & Kix reading at Bella Dubby — they will be performing with musician JJ Haaz. Poets following the five of us on the Union Stage are Noon, Rachel Elam, Maura Rogers and Lexus (at least I think they’re poets . . . they could be musicians). On the Bounce stage will be the music groups Dead Peasant Insurance, Circada Sunrise, Alice Danger, Mask or Me (MJ’s Band), Anthony Covatta & Corissa Bragg, and Liquor Box.

The benefit is at Bounce/Union Station located at 2814 Detroit Avenue, Cleveland, OH 44113-2708, (216) 357-2997. Benefit runs from 5 through 11 pm and costs $5.


Butler Institute of Art lady K – foto by Smith

5 Responses to “just like . . . whatever”

  1. Jack McGuane says:

    Four ladies. Better than one

  2. chris/ runewarrior says:

    God.. Steve.. these are really very funny…

  3. Ranger says:

    Funniest blog posting I’ve ever read — I have tears in my eyes

  4. chris/ runewarrior says:

    Just so you know… my son who is 18 also thought these were hysterical. Hits rather close to home for him since he is a senior. But he got the humor in these.. Thank God he’s intelligent enough to be able to.

  5. jc says:

    You both gave fantastic readings – very emotive, giving new life to old favorites – and I found it very cool to hear a lot of pieces I’ve never heard either of you read before.

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