2009-03-27

Dalikrab Day In 4 Days: Instructions


Dalikrab Day Begins: March 31st 2009


Participation Instructions:


Group A: Those who registered will recieve the email list of other registered participants. When a participant on this list creates or manipulates a piece of art, text or music etc. each participant then emails it back to the other participants. This patterned goes on and on until a day when no new pieces are sent which could be 1 DAY or 7 DAYS or 14 DAYS and so on. This marks the end of dalikrab day.


Group B: These are people who did not register but are aprticipating outside of Group A. Since the activity in Group A will be chaotic after march 30th no more emails can be added to the list because its to hectic. So Group B will have to use the dalikrab day blog to retreive pieces produced by Groups A and B. Group B will have post their original and manipulated pieces to the blog for others to retrieve.


Dalikrab Blog: [ http://dalikrabday.blogspot.com/ ]


On the 31st I will reveal the dalikrab day blog remote posting email address - which means if you email anything to that email address it will be posted on the dalikrab day blog.


Note: I don't think attachments such as images, texts, MP3s will work so embed all your text pieces and mail all the images and MP3s and MPGs to the dalikrab email: dalikrabday [at] yahoo.com I will do my best to post them to the blog but I will be amidst the chaos too so if you have a storage space somewhere send the link to the blog.


Codes:


Ok folks, a few things I need you to do is include in all the titles of your dalikrab day related pieces and post:


1st: DKD = dalikrab day


2nd: JT = Justynn Tyme - in your emails use your own name's initials.


3rd: ORG = Original content


3rd: ALT = Alterted content


3rd: ELS = Elsestuff - anything thats doesn't fall into the other catagories


It should look like this: DKD-NA-ORG: A Title Of The Piece





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2008-08-27

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2008-08-22

High School Invaded By Dadaism Oblique Clone

I thought this would be of interest to us dadaists. Every year, English teachers from across the USA can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. 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.

26. Bob was really twisted. you know. like a twizzler in the hand of a republican on american idol.

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