1. The motto of the Brownies is “Lend a hand.” If this were the personal motto of someone you know, who would it be?
WM is always doing extra things at school, like giving up his preps to cover other classes, offering his ear to twitchy students and buying supplies for the kids whose parents can’t be bothered to spend their own $1.99 for a bag of 10 pens, that kind of thing. Teachers, man. It’s crazy. My mother has to buy her own ink for the school-owned printer in her room. But God forbid we defund athletics. Let’s just graduate a bunch of illiterates who can play a game well, and watch 99% of them not even earn a scholarship for said game.
Oof. Got ranty there. Sorry.
2. The motto of the Olympic Games is “Citius, Altius, Fortius” (“Higher, Faster, Stronger”). If this were the personal motto of someone you know, who would it be?
One of my former managers at the CP is a marathon runner and he is always trying to make his body a healthier, better-tuned machine.
3. I don’t think it’s a motto, but Apple, Inc.’s tagline for some time has been “Think different.” Grammatical iffiness aside, if this were the personal motto of someone you know, who would it be?
4. Here are some food-related marketing slogans: “The incredible, edible egg.” “Beef: It’s what’s for dinner.” “Got milk?” What would be a cool marketing slogan for something you’ve eaten in the past twenty-four hours that doesn’t already have one?
“Let out that belt another notch. No, wait, two notches. Oh hell, get rid of your belt altogether. Need some elastic-waist pants?” – The Cheesecake Factory. We were there for WM’s bday dinner last night and my stars the troughs of food they offer are over the top. I ordered from the “Skinnylicious” menu (I hate that name. Hate it.) and got a portion of pasta that still cost me 500 calories. The saddest part is that I can easily clean the whole plate of the regular sized portions and still be hungry.
5. Here is a very long list of cool Latin phrases. Which will you adopt as your personal motto for the upcoming week?
Sic parvis magna: greatness from small beginnings — I’m going to finally start my blog about garden gnomes. Seriously. Dumber sites have flourished, my friends.
And thus begins my three day weekend!