I hate PowerPoint.

I hated PowerPoint in college, when all the instructors had just learned to use it, and EVERY SINGLE CLASS consisted of 300-slide presentations that utilized loud swooping noises, lame animations, and cheesy music that nobody wanted to hear.

After nearly three weeks of assembling a series of PowerPoints (over 200 slides!) for our New York consultants, I can honestly say two things:

1) I am now a PowerPoint GOD, and deserve to carry a spear and magic helmet at all times.

and

2) If I could, I would punch PowerPoint square in the nuts repeatedly until my knuckles bled, because it sucks more than any sucky thing has ever sucked in the history of sucking.

However, I am now done, and am considerably less bitter and growly than I was last week.

I have been listening to a bunch of new music lately - primarily to block out the sound of my teeth grinding as I contemplated how to get teachers excited about teaching English to non-native speakers using only the charm and guile of Microsoft Office Suite 2003.

Here's the rundown:

The new Radiohead album, In Rainbows, gets a rating of 1 warm beer: I want to finish it, and I want to enjoy it, but it's a bit of work to get through, and I'm only drinking it because I feel bad dumping it out.

I discovered an album called Fort Nightly by a band named The White Rabbits. It gets a rating of 8 Burt Reynolds's: At first it's alright, and it's got great sideburns, but when you line 'em all up, the kick-assy-ness just increases exponentially.

I've also listened to everything the Decemberists have ever done, and, as a band, they get a rating of 2 tiddlywinks tournaments on the moon: Tiddlywinks tournament? Wow...that is so not cool...but it is on the moon, so it's kinda more awesome than anything.

And last - I've been listening to, memorizing each note of, and generally trying to absorb Wilco's Sky Blue Sky into my very soul. Ultimately, it gets a rating of 19 Scarlett Johannsons covered in peach cobbler...and me without my fork: Yes, it's that good. Unless you're not a peach cobbler fan. If that's the case, then I meant chocolate ice cream.



S

4 comments:

  1. Those are the best rating systems ever!

    Now I am simultaneously more in love with you and insanely jealous that I will never think of shit that funny.

    I've got my best smooch and my darkest glower all lined up to represent both sides of the situation. Ready?

    smoochscowlsmoochscowlsmoochscowl
    smoochscowlsmoochscowlsmoochscowl
    smoochscowlsmoochscowlsmoochscowl
    smoochscowlsmoochscowlsmoochscowl...

    smooch

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  2. Anonymous10:15 PM

    SO I am sitting at home and I am laughing at your post, and ryan asks why I am laughing and I say "sam's post" and he GIVES AWAY the Scarlett Johannson joke.

    He totally messed up my blog time with you Sam's blog!

    -Hilary

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  3. Ryan, you are hereby suspended from all Sam's Blog-related activities until further posts.

    Hilary, this is why we have leash laws. Just don't tell Julia, or she'll be after me.

    And, dangit, I miss you! We need a happy-hour/bowling night/whatever sometime soon.

    Ryan can come, too.

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  4. I am officially posting on your blog. I also hate PowerPoint and have officially been in 13 ESL classes over the last two months. None of them used PowerPoint. I do not know what that means, but there you go. Sounds painful. I do need to come over and get a quick refresher from you or the lovely wife. I have to give a silly talk and I need to use PowerPoint for pictures of poor little Burmese kids. I LOVE guilt presentations.

    Anyway, music good.
    still waiting for my CD.
    Decemberist good.
    Radiohead all the same.
    Wilco amazing.
    Peach cobbler good.
    Peach cobbler better on naked Brazilian soccer player.

    jf

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