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2004-09-20 - 11:10 a.m.
In a livejournal that I read every so often, I saw this and laughed. I decided that I'd share it with you.
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So there is a hot girl in my math class. 8-)
She sat behind me today so I was like alright sit straight so she knows you're a tall sexy monster. But I quickly got tired of sitting straight so I decided I should lean forward and rest my head on my open palm.
So, thinking this course of action was simple enough to not need to review the plan, I execute it. Place elbow on desk, extend hand so that palm faces the heavens, and lean forward, with the underside of my head destined for my slightly cupped hand.
All is well until my head actually touches my hand. Apparently it was cupped just right so that after the intial contact my chin/neck area formed a perfect seal around my palm, trapping the air in the explained volume. Of course as we know it couldn't really be a perfect seal, but just good enough so that when I decided to fill the hollow volume with the rest of my head, the trapped air was forced out of the area at incredible speed, through the very few, and small imperfections in this seal that I had created. Now when air is forced out of a volume X, through area Y, at speed Z, assuming X and Z are large enough in relation to Y, it makes a sound.
I remained in this position for a few seconds, wondering what kind of bullshit God was pulling on me. I realized that he was a little jealous which is fine. Maybe the girl had herpes or something.
WHATEVER, HER LOSS.
