The tutorial on research concerning the skunk ape presented by the Florida Gulf Coast University library was very helpful to me. This tutorial went over how to begin research, and I learned a new Method. From now on I will begin by selecting a relevant topic, and finding the information gap that consists of what I already know to what I need to know about my topic.
The searching strategy section was key in showing what means one must use to access information on the topic in question. Information on where to find and what kind of sources to use was insightful. I was not aware of most of the information on exactly how to use databases once i found them. I also did not know how many databases were at our disposal and that FGCU pays to have them available to us. The last section, discussing plagiarism and ethical research, I had in fact already known most of. One thing I did enjoy however was the simplified explanation of "paraphrasing". I'm sure this tutorial was useful to us all.

banned 7-up commercial

slam a cold one!

This is a commercial i found while browsing youtube. It has a scene of violent humor, and this is presumably why it was banned. The act of violence was on part of a woman no less (this may or may not be of consequence. The advertisement begins relate-able enough, a hot day in a diner. A young woman is sweating in a booth, and a man sees her through the window of the restaurant. He saunters up to her, trying to be as physically appealing as possible as men tend to do. he pauses above her table, and then places a 7-up soda before her. The bottle is obviously cold, as it glistens with condensation on the tabletop. she reaches for it tentatively and he stops he, places two straws in the lip of the bottle. A classic romantic gesture on his part. as they lean in to take the first sip....WHAM! she head butts his forehead in an awesome move reserved only for soccer players. as he falls unconscious to the floor, she departs whit the bottle, taking a long swig as she exits the scene. The ad closed with the seven up logo and the words "now that's refreshing".

Personally, i laughed quite a bit. Most soda taste very good, and as the temperature is up to us and cannot be advertised, companies need to stick in our minds another way. Humor is a very good way to do this. This one is physical humor, but may have been reconsidered for exactly that reason. i do know however, about the seven up company< there is someone in that advertising office with my sense of humor....and they spoke to me.

A Mornig With Raccoons

I was in my barn one day, up in New Hampshire, and I was getting ready to feed and give water to all of our animals. I usually began by letting the chickens and turkey out to roam, followed by the retrieval of water for everyone. In the winter time, this meant hacking a hole into the stream nearby, on which emptied into the pond next to the barn. Lucky for me, this was mild spring morning and no such tedious acts were required. After the buckets were filled, I carried them one by one into the stalls for the respective animals. Our cow, pigs, and sheep all happy to see me (or so I liked to think). I recall then, having been butted out of the pen, my usefulness to them through, by the sheep, and I stood in the center of the barn. My next task was to get their food. To store grain and feed in the barn, we used an old broken freezer. it had a heavy lid and was sealed and water tight. a very good place to store the grain. I opened the lid, nothing out of place here i could see. The first bag i opened was for the chickens, and then the sheep, who i *politely* reminded that they were in fact dependent on me. the last bag after the cows was the pigs food. when i opened this bag, to my surprise, sat THREE BABY RACCOONS!

i opened the bag wider...not sure if i was mistaken or not as to weather i had really seen three puffy raccoons plopped down in our pigs food. Lo' however, there they sat. Squinting from the light the opened bag produced, the critter looked up at me, unabashed about there presence there. It may not be common knowledge, but raccoons have interesting physiology. there front paws are very hand like, with fingers and opposable thumbs and the like. With these little hands, they sat, almost reminiscent of 'Indian-style', and put handful after handful of pig feed into there little mouths, and munched away.

they were truly adorable i thought. with there little black masks and bushy tails. they seemed so utterly pleased with themselves, having found this plentiful food source. i though then that they would be positively tickled to find out that what they were doing was also inconveniencing the large, strange creature above them i.e. ME.
"where is you mother you little devils?" i asked them. they blinked up at me, struggling to tear themselves from there gorging. i sighed. as much as i would love to accommodate such expressive and clever little beings, this would not stand for long. i gave them the look a disapproving father gives, you know, that horrible one, the one worse that them using words. they were unfazed, and , not surprisingly, began to tuck in once more, entirely uninterrupted by my discovery of them.

All the while, just behind the wall that the freezer of thieves was up against, i could hear the pigs squealing. they knew i was in the barn making my morning rounds and they wanted their food NOW. i reminded them that i was just gonna eat them anyway...but if they wanted fattening up, who was i to argue. pigs are impatient.

I walked up to hill to our house. it was early yet, but my father and i were both awake, a necessity of taking care of a farm. I found him in the kitchen, just finishing his breakfast.
"i found something in the barn just now." i said to him

"and what would that be?" he asked me, his voice giving away apprehension.

i chuckled and replied "i really think you should come and see for yourself."

We walked down to the barn, and i pointed to the freezer. He sighed and went up to it, opening its lid.

"well?" he said to me, "what is it?"

"open the nag for the pigs," i said to him..." you will see"

gingerly, he pried open the top of the bag, a sleek masked head popped up. i laughed when my dad jumped a bit, no one could be prepared for that.

he sighed and, with little hesitation handed me a a pair of thick work gloves. in knew then what to do. we had to pick them up and remove them from the barn, but not leave our scent on them as best as we could , for they were still young and needed their mother. I put the gloves on and reached my hand into the bag to lift one of them out. the one i grabbed was reluctant to leave the buffet, and wriggled out of my grip. I resorted to clasping it by the scruff if its neck,a gentle way i knew, used to pick up puppies. although the little one did not take to kindly to this, he went with out much struggling. i had one and my father had the other two, one of which put up quite a racket of yowls and screeches. we placed them on a large wide tree stump just a little way in the woods next to the barn. we backed a way to a spot we could watch and we waited.

it was not long before their mother came around. she fidgeted around them in what appeared to be a worried manner. they chittered away at each other as they departed. i imagined they were being scolded for 'running off like that' as children do. the little ones were saying who started it or whose idea it was, and yet all were secretly pleased with there full bellies and feeling of being clever and lithe. i laughed and wished for a moment to be a raccoon too.

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this is was written in html code. i took a web design class and i learned how to make it marquee across the screen.although i am having trouble changing the font color......this could be much fancier but oh well.....

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