I have big plans for this thread later. Until then...

Ax-Ax-Ax-Ax-Axiom High School?

My palms are starting to sweat already.

My palms are getting hairier already.

My Palms are getting stupider already.

Wait, how'd the bottom of my feet get hairy?

I wish the top of my head would get more hairy.

Heeeeey....

I'll drink to that.....late tonight....after a huge meal....with a big dessert...and laying sedentary.....and staring at this screen...

Fonzie!

This forum is full of Ralph Malphs.

A.H.S.

I have thought of this place as being the closest thing to (my) high school that I've experienced since, well, high school.

I can't be the only one here to have attended an male highschool
(actually one school, grades 7-12).

It stopped being single gender in the late 70's, but when I was there there were no female teachers, either. Gentility was expected publicly, but totally absent when no authority was in the vicinity.

All of the dynamics from there are here, without the fear of having a de-shod penny loafer heel whack you in the back of the head the instant the Master (that's what we had to call them) leaves the room. It's where I learned to swim (rather than sink)----Lord of the Flies.

I learned to swear there, profusely and creatively. There's nothing like spouting polysyllabics peppered with f-bombs.
I learned how to insult people for fun and profit and how to get away with things you're not suppsed to be able to.

Included in the unofficial curriculum--- how to hide, how to stand out, how to form a gang of pseudo intellectuals, how to wrest control of it (or anything), competition in overdrive, one upsmanship, avoiding the a-holes and making close friends who are still my closest friends 40+ years later.

It was all blanketed in Rock and Roll; the good, the bad, the ugly. Rock and Roll was the # 1 discussion/argument topic. Next came comedy, politics, literature, Boston teams, studies, army boots and your mother.

We were also lucky enough for some people to have siblings in edgy colleges. That's where we found our music, writers, etc.--all the things that were either frowned upon, dismissed, or banned---and hard to find.

There are qualities to an all male environment (Hail, Mary, for having the wonkies to visit here) that are definitely unique.

It is also quite stilted in a way that would make women run screaming. Not just because it can get guttery, but it can easily become estrogenic catatonia. Most would not be intersted in a lot of what is written here. Women are also far less likely to become rabid about even their greatest passions. Teeth and lip froth aren't women stuff.

I also see high school attitudes and behaviors here on occassion (and surer 'n shit, plenty of sophomorism to go around).

And its' all good, all great, and waaaaaay fcool. I have great fun, tons of laughs, lots of info and points of view to consider (and dismiss) and lots of gut-spilling---lots of gut spilling.

I just love poking through guts with a stick.

Thanks to everybody for making it exciting, depressing, intriguing, maddening, mean, compassionate, titilating, frustrating, thought-provoking, ridiculous, dumb, smart and funny---very, very funny.

So who would play what role in our Axiom High School?

I was always a study geek/nerd. I imagine there'd be lots of us "Freaks and Geeks" represented here. Also plenty of people here with outsider/loner tendencies. There are a few jock types, and probably some of the cool kids, too.

Reminds me of a thread from 2006 where I asked who would be cast as the various board members in ... Axiom, the Musical.

It doesn't sound like BobKay would be interested in watching the Indian romance movies that I've become rather fond of lately.

Amen, Bob.

You made my day. Again.

I hated high school. Can we be a college dorm instead?

Yes, please.

Nice. I liked high school pretty well, but I LOVED college.

I really enjoyed preschool, myself. I found the girls more approachable.

Great. Now the gang from To Catch a Predator is here.

Yeah, I know what you meant.

At that age I was a pre-DATER.

Far too sophisticated. Far more alcohol and little threat of physical violence.

And I never said that I liked HS, either.

Dang. I made a long whimsical response here, then when I pressed Submit, it got lost in bitland. I'm too lazy to make another one.

Do I have to say it? Does anybody, really?

I HATE when I do that here!!! If I do re-write it, it'll lead somewhere that I wouldn't have gone with the original.

C'mon. Do it. "Whimsy" is so often unwittingly covered in guts. I got a whole bundle of faggots at the ready.

Ok. Here goes:

I hated high school too. Let me count the ways:

1) Too many bullies.
2) Zits.
3) Homework interfered with drugs and music.
4) Underarms too sweaty (they hadn't invented antiperspirants yet).
5) Too many cliques and I didn't fit into any of them.
6) Loner, no friends.
7) Drill instructor for gym teacher.
8) Didn't do well in physical activities.
9) Only male growing long hair, before long hair was popular.

Hmmm. Maybe I better stop here. I'm starting to sound like one of those students that brought a gun to school and started shooting everybody.

Crickets.....

Don't worry. I'm not that same person anymore...

I'm with ya on 4, 8 & 9, But I'm jealous of #7.

Ahhhhhh, good old polysyllabic curse words with the f-bomb infix. I think I make up a new one every day .

Is that so, chairf*cker?!

Dr., I think you just came up with a new term for someone that enjoys effing someone in a wheelchair!

In high school, I learned what good music was.

In college, I learned what good speakers are.

In high school, I learned what I wanted to be when I grew up. In college, I learned I was wrong.

In high school, I learned a lot of stuff. In college, I learned how to drink.

My first high school "music" social experience:

I'm a freshman in high school -- a nerdy computer geek sitting in Graphics Arts class. I loved that class, mostly because the teachers just let us do whatever we wanted on a computer all day. (Yeah, our school was special, we had iMac computer labs)

I had just learned about the song "Free Bird", and how it was an epic, nine-minute long rock song. One of the first "cool" facts I learned about music. I was eager to share this knowledge.

So, there's a goth kid sitting next to me, jamming out to music on his computer, twirling his black studded armbands, long hair flailing about, whatever.

I think: "Man, you know some cool music facts now! You should talk to him!"

2 minutes pass...

"Hey man, you should play 'Free Bird' next, that song is awesome, it's NINE minutes long!"

He looked at me, my glasses, then paused for a while.

*blink*

"Dude, I'm playing it now ... this is Freebird."




Yeah. High school was rough.

IMEO, no one here writes at a high school level, so no one should be concerned. You shoulda seen some of the stuff I got handed by undergrads as a t.a. in a very $notty univer$ity. It wouldn't have earned even a 'C' in my highschool.

In general, there is a high level of clear thinking here (clearly misguided at times, too, but clear). Concise thinking is nothing without the ability to articualate it and that exisits here on a higher plane than anyone should expect from a non-academic forum.

Academic forums are are big yawn, except when two hotheads start pounding each other during something arcane, like a "Sign vs. Symbol" argument. Then a 3rd person calls them both out because she says it's a "Signifier" and neither of the other two.

Ultimately these days, it usually devolves into a debate over contemporary French philosphy----and no one wants that. Ewwww!

Next come the academic insults and everyone's scholarship is questioned then maligned.

I really think it gets as heady here as possible without sliding into dogma wars. Otherwise, it's just a tiny pond full of finless barracuda----they know they can still bite everything, but they just can't swim to it.

I only wanna play polker with people I know can beat me. If I didn't feel the same about this "place," I wouldn't keep coming back.

Like I've said, I came for the information, but stuck around for the bad attitudes.

Go fish!

And here I thought we were playing Crazy 8's.

Barracuda have perma-slime. You can't wash that crud off if you touch one.

That reminds me the first time I took my then girlfriend out fishing on the ocean with my two friends. In the middle of a wide open barracuda bite, Kevin decides his Denny's Super Bird sandwich is not sitting too well and strips down to his undies and jumps in the water, looking not unlike a giant gawky Irish manatee, swims about twenty feet away from the boat and promptly floats one, which, floats right back towards the boat. Good times.

That was the last time she went fishing with us.

Thanks, Kevin.

Not classy but "classic".

Would she have believed it was a Baby Ruth bar?

Thank you, Sean and JP, for keeping the spirit of the thread in mind. AHS! AHS!

Ax-i-om, Ax-i-om, alma pater all the way
We paid our cash, and now talk trash
To each other; its' so gay.

We go spas-tic, enthus-i-as-tic
So much we'd like to say
There is no gym, no math, no caf
So we show up everyday.

When do we shake our pom poms?

As soon I as finish the melody.

I remember high school like it was yesterday. I actually had fun in high school. Believe it or not, I was sort of a trouble maker. I think it was my way of dealing with my shy nature...being obnoxious. I still keep in contact with my good friends from high school, but I have absolutely nothing in common with them anymore.

I dealt with my shy nature by playing sports -- basketball and volleyball. When I wasn't playing sports, I hung out with other shy dorks.

I played my shyness very straight. You two are weird.

Me too, Charles.

High school was very good to me. I have friends I still see on a regular basis from back then. I was also a bit shy back then, still am, and like Peter I used sports to help deal with it. I played football, basketball and rugby. I took football to the next level and played to the Junior(1year)/University(2years) level; the body gave out before I wanted it to.

Dang! I almost missed a good thread. Geez, I have no idea what I was in highschool other than pimple faced.

I got good enough grades to avoid final exams, but that was the extent of my academic exploits. I never avoided the bullies: went toe to toe a couple of times and got the crap beat out of me, but they never bothered me again.

I was a member of the chess club, but played poker with the '2 star' boys (they were in a 2 year shop kinda program) at lunch.

Bob, you clearly went to an urban school. The hotly debated topics in our rural highschool where Chevy vs Ford, how many times you got laid and Chevy vs. Ford...

I had fun in highschool, but was very ready to move on by the end of grade 12.