Monday, January 29, 2007

Sasha?

I can figure most of you out, but who the heck is Sasha?

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think Sasha is a world-renowned violinist, or maybe triangle player.

Anonymous said...

Really, I was thinking of Sasha Baron Cohen or what ever his name is. (Aka Borat).

Anonymous said...

Let's use our powers of deduction, not-DB. Seriously? Can you not feel the sarcasm radiating from my posts? May you be cursed with a hundred public pantsings. For shame, sir. For shame.

Anonymous said...

Alright, DB, I am going to drive to Chapel Hill and mess you up. (Can you lend me some gas money?)

I don't need the shame of a hundred public pantsings. This weekend I managed to bust my butt in the mud twice in a row at the baseball game in front of my teammates and the entire baseball team, who happen to be in most of my classes, as we are all business majors. Fun.

Uncle Matt said...

Admit it. Were you wearing leather chaps again?

Anonymous said...

Eww leather chaps should be outlawed. No, but I was wearing my sweater that says Kulka on the back, just to make sure everyone knew who fell. I have shamed the family name.

Anonymous said...

Dear Akulka, have you considered changing your name? Nominations are now open....

Anonymous said...

Dear Akulka, have you considered changing your name? Nominations are now open....

Anonymous said...

This is ridiculous. I have never had a problem with stammering until now. Perhaps this blog site feels my words should be weighed twice as heavily as anyone else's.

EESmall said...

ha ha ha - I am sitting here feeling like a fool laughing out loud to the computer! Have you ever been reading a very funny book in a very quiet place like the library? And you can't help but start cracking up...loudly....so that everyone around you who is not reading something amusing looks at you like you are a teeny bit crazy?

no?

Oh. Right. Me neither.

Anonymous said...

What's worse.. I was passing one of the baseball players about two days after this happened and he asked me if I enjoyed the game. I couldn't tell if he was being courteous or letting me know that he saw me wipe out. I fear it was the latter.

Good to know the family is getting a good laugh at my expense.

Anonymous said...

Also, I have had a somewhat similar experience, EE. Just today I was walking back from class and I had a funny thought and started laughing hysterically. I am pretty sure people walking near me thought I was insane as I was walking alone.

Anonymous said...

Dear Akulka, were you able to convince them they were wrong about the status of your sanity?

The time I laughed at the wrong spot was some years ago when I was driving in San Francisco. I passed a church with a number of people standing outside. Then I noticed that there were several cars driving slowly in front of my car, and lots more behind me. And they all had their lights on, in the middle of the day. (In the old days, no one did this.)
It gradually downed on me that I was now in a funeral procession. That struck me funny, but I tried to control my grin as I drove along. It isn't seemly to be smiling when commemorating the death of a fellow human being. Then I realized that I would soon be turning right, and wondered if the whole gang would follow me. That idea did me in - I started to laugh out loud. Couldn't help it.

AKulka said...

That reminds me...
The other day a funeral procession cut me off on my way to practice and made me late. Dang the dead and their lack of consideration.

I told my crazy, old assistant coach about this to which he responded, "Oh well, they should have cremated the little suck egg mule anyway."