Missed the Boobquake
No, I’m not dead and I wasn’t one of the students who was hospitalized with alcohol poisoning after last weekend’s UMass festivities.
I’d like to pretend that I’m wild and dangerous enough even to be a candidate for alcohol poisoning, but I’m not. I’m a total study nerd, and have learned to live with it. 🙂
My absence from blogging has been because I’m totally slammed with papers, homework, and preparing for exams next month.
I’m so busy that I even forgot about today’s scheduled “Boobquake,” an event in which I had planned to participate.
I didn’t make up the idea, but I love it. An Iranian religious leader said that earthquakes are caused by women dressing like sluts, so a student at Purdue University came up with the idea of a “Boobquake Day.”
On Boobquake Day, which was today — like I said, sorry I forgot about it — all women who felt comfortable with the idea were supposed to wear revealing tops to show as much cleavage as possible. I’m comfortable with the idea, and have plenty to reveal, even though it would make less of an impression at my school than it would at UMass or Amherst.
Now, you might think it was just silly, but it was a kind of scientific experiment. The idea was to get thousands of women to wear revealing clothes and see if there was an increase in earthquakes. If an increase occurred, it would not only verify the Iranian cleric’s theory about slutty apparel’s effect on plate tectonics, but it would put all of us in line for a Nobel prize.
And with that, I have to get back to studying so maybe someday I’ll win a real Nobel prize. 🙂
I hope that you have a great week! Ttfn …
Copyright 2010 by Rinth de Shadley.