International Nerd, My School And Other Animals...

So apparently the french for dick-head is "le phallus tete". Now you know.

I know bits (mostly swearing) of 10 different languages, including Klingon and Esperanto. Let me tell you, the former is great for picking up chicks, because nothing says "I love you" like pledging to destroy a star-system and eat babies. The latter is fun because NO-ONE, and I mean no-one, speaks it. At least you can find nerds at a Sci-fi Con who speak Klingon.

Oh, great way to start a nerd fight; yell out "Piccard sucks! Kirk rules!" and then run for cover.

My school makes a big deal of being "Multi-cultural" and other sound-bites. To whit, the last time I encountered two of the school's Aboriginal students was when they were asked to play the didgeridoo and dance half-naked at the Sesquicentenary (yes, that IS a real word) Concert. Apparently this is "acceptance" of another culture.

I wish we could just drop the pretense, and just get back to being blatantly conservative. The only time we're forward thinking is when it comes to sucking money out of people: the "Centre For Learning and Leadership" speaks for itself (Actually, props to one member of staff who has started referring to it as the "Center For Loafing and Leisure", which is far closer to the truth).

Au Revoir.