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Damn the Homerow! Bah! written @ 9:06 PM on February 22, 2004 Holy Crucifixion, Batman, Jesus Christ Superstar rocked! Literally. It's hard for me to drone on about a play to people who haven't seen it, so I'll just say that JCS has earned the Sam Stamp of Approval. Amazing. This is what theater is all about, friends. Speaking of "special" topics on religion, Lent is coming up here shortly, and as a good lil Catholic I've decided to give up soda/carbonated beverages again this year. I did rather well last year, save for those three separate occasions Christine tempted me with IBC Root Beer. I assure you, my dears, that Sam's constitution will be much stronger this time around. On a side note, however, my college capadres nearly had to beat me silly after some of the sugar withdrawal episodes I suffered... will work on that. In the meantime, I'm anxiously consuming as much Pepsi as I can to sustain me those particular forty days. *** So I'm working on this essay for my film class. How droll does this sound to you? "One of the important themes in several Kubrick films is how contemporary technology has dehumanized human beings. This theme is one of the most important in Dr. Strangelove. Expand on this." Can you get any drier? Really? First of all, I have a hard time justifying writing a paper on any film that has Peter Sellers, George C. Scott, Slim Pickens (how can you trust a name like that?), Playboy centerfold Tracy Reed, and James Earl Jones while making it sound scholarly. This assignment is about to prove if it can, in fact, be done. But not to worry, I think. I've decided to make my introduction partly about my computer science teacher from junior high. She was a sweet woman who gave me a unicorn ornament from her Christmas tree one year, but she had some pretty off-the-wall ideas about the future of technology. I remember one lecture she gave us about the "dangers of making computers smarter" in the seventh grade (a lecture I relived in the eighth grade). According to her, if we continue to rely more and more on computers and technology to perform menial tasks that we humans get too lazy to undertake, we stand at the risk of being invaded by machines. I mean, she was talking about an all-out war between men and machines... (you have to wonder what she thought of The Matrix.) Ahhh, I was only at the tender age of twelve, but even then I had a feeling that my sweet-natured computer science teacher was a few electrodes short of a weld, as I sat at my Macintosh HD computer following along with a program that taught you how to type properly using the homerow keys. Which proved utterly useless to me in the long run anyway. I ended up devising my own system of typing two months later. Today I can type about sixty to seventy words a minute... using three-to-six fingers at any given moment. So... I think that will be my introduction to my terribly dry, pseudo-scholarly paper: how the homerow keys dehumanized me. (Sorry guys, it's the Vanilla Pepsi taking over now. *maniacal laughter*)
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