Nolan's Corner

10-29-01
11-5-01
Christmas Edition
4-12-02
5-13-02
7-14-02

Nolan's Corner: 10-29-01
Nolan's Corner:
As I mentioned last week, the attacks of September 11 totally altered the American way of life. Perhaps one of the greatest indirect tragedies of these unfortunate attacks is the public attitude of malice and animosity towards those native to countries in the Middle East. As a supporter of the "shag," I myself fully realize the pain that results from social prejudices. People often associate my hair with a tendency to wear tie-dye clothes, walk bare-foot, and occasionally "smoke the reefer" or "puff the magic dragon." Yet, as obscene and graphic as the insults to my hair may be, they dim in comparison to those targeted at Middle Easterners. As for myself, a recent personal experience has caused me to abandon all feelings of resentment towards those of Eastern descent. This previous Saturday, my intuitive nature took me to Parkview High School to attempt to take the ACT, learn what ACT stands for, and inform my readers of how ACT may affect them. Upon reaching the math portion of the test, my proctor kindly informed me that my TI-89 calculator was prohibited. After experiencing a brief wave of nausea and a loss of consciousness, a fellow test-taker offered me his spare calculator. Not only was this particular student extremely generous, but also appeared to be from the Middle East. His sincere offer not only warmed my heart but also saved me from a horrible fate. Without that calculator, I would have undoubtedly failed the test, disappointed my readers, been unable to get into college, find a job, be unable to support my family, and eventually become a drunk living in a cardboard box. So, I say thank you to the people of the Middle East for saving me from a dismal life of poverty.
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Nolan's Corner: 11-5-01
Nolan's Corner:
I feel that is necessary to inform my readers in advance that the following article may be of a nature too serious for the weak at heart. Dean and I recently received a question that pondered an idea of unthinkable proportions. A question that could disrupt mankind's perspective of good and evil, a question that could shatter the basis of society's standards, a question that could totally alter the sexual preference of the American public. For reasons beyond my understanding, some brave soul has ventured to ask the question... "Do girls fart?" I struggled with this paradox for many sleepless nights, yet I could not find an answer. Realizing the seriousness of the situation, I decided to consult a few outside sources. I spent an afternoon in the library and interviewed science teachers to gain more insight. I learned that girls do, in fact, have all the biological components needed to...well, fart. Yet the question remained, "Do girls really fart?" So I decided to take my research into the field for an observational study. Last Saturday, using the mastery of disguise, I managed to hide in the Ladies Room of Dos Copas with a tape recorder. While setting up the recording system, a waitress walked in and discovered my plan. As a result, I'm now recovering from a reaction to pepper spray and I am being forced to appear before a judge next week. But I'm sure the justice system will understand my quest for knowledge. So now I come to the main point of my discussion, I'm asking for your opinion. I would appreciate any information that either sex can offer. Hopefully, I will be able to compile all my information and together we can give that troubled soul a real answer by next Monday. Please contact me at Njp7553@hotmail.com
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Nolan's Corner: Christmas Edition
Nolan's Corner:
Once again, the Christmas season has come. Not only does this cherished holiday bring joyful tidings and good will towards men, but also the many Christmas traditions. After all, at the mention of the word "Christmas," one cannot help but think os such memorable traditions as chugging spiked eggnog, telling your younger siblings the truth about Santa, or hearing Larry McDaniel croon out a tear-jerking version of "O Holy Night." Yet, of all these sacred rituals, none can compare the tradition of trimming the family Christmas tree. Yet, recent evidence has caused me to think that commercialism has turned its lustful gaze upon the Christmas tree. As a practical man, I've accepted the fact that not everyone wants a real Christmas tree. As for myself, I would never let an artificial tree taint my childhood memories of wandering alone in the wilderness in search of the perfect tree. Though my inability to read "No Trespassing" signs earned me many stern lectures and a misdemeanor conviction from the local law enforcement, I'll never forget the joy of having a real tree. However, it's reasonable to assume some people don't want a real tree. But, I was appalled to learn that the good people at Wal-Mart are not only willing to sell fake trees, but fake trees with lights and ornaments already on them. Is there no decency left in this country? Please do not let the rush of the holiday season prevent you and your family from experiencing the pleasures of decorating your own real tree. I urge readers to do as I do: buy a real tree, and maybe buy one for a friend instead of a present. If you see one of these pre-decorated, fake trees in somebody's home this year, push it over and laugh at the broken decorations and electrical fires. But... remember to have a safe and merry Christmas.
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Nolan's Corner: 4-12-02
Nolan's Corner:
At last, Spring Beak is here! The mere sound of those beautiful words evokes images of tanned women in bikinis and friendly locals seliing 25-cent Coronas. After months of listening to monotonous lectures over differential equations and post-modern literature, it's a relief to abandon the halls of school for a week of fun and excitement. With episodes of MTV's Spring Breakout dancing in their heads, students flock in the masses to various tropical locations. As the favorite among most teens, Panama City has earned the reputation as the official Mecca of Spring Break. Yet, while many folks rush off for a week of intoxication and permiscuous fun, some less fortunate aouls never make the "great escape," feeling left behind in all the excitement. As a writer who cares sincerely for the betterment of his readers, I couldn't help but pity these poor individuals. So fear not! I have decided to use my boundless wealth of knowledge to demonstrate how to have a memorable break without leaving your hometown. To do such, a few of my trusted compatriots and I have sacrificed our trip to Hilton Head Beach to give hope to all you dismal souls out there. That's right, in our video documentary, "Guys Gone Wild," you'll see the nightlife of downtown Dacula come to life. We'll give you UNCUT, UNCENSORED footage of the wildest vacation spot east of Atlanta. You'll be able to share all those lustful war stories with your friends without the cost of travel. Supplies are somewhat limited, so send your cash to: Guys Gone Wild, c/o Poole & Peevy Inc. We aren't holding anything back as we show you how to party hard and still live to tell about it. Order now!!!

***Disclaimer*** Poole & Peevy's "Guys Gone Wild" may contain footage unappropriate for viewers under the age of 25. Scenes may (will) include intense nudity, graphic violence, drug use, and strong sexual content. Please uses discretion before viewing....

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Nolan's Corner: 5-13-02
Nolan's Corner:
Being in the tender years of our adolescence, we encounter people who influence our lives on a daily basis. While some people only make subtle impressions, others have the unique ability to make impacts that shape our very exisitence. Despite my many superhuman abilities, it's impossible for me to list all the important people in my life. But, I'd like to take a closer look at some of the most unsung heroes of American society- The Public Educators. So join Poole & Peevy Inc. in saluting Dacula High School's "Real Men of Genius..."


Gross about to swear at his computer
~Rick Gross~
Whether it's lecturing on the Great Depression or giving a guided tour of the Waffle House, Mr. Gross remains committed to teaching U.S. History to the masses. Easily spotted with his tie-dye shirt and signature coffee mug, Gross invites his students to share the mellow experience of learning. The lingering smell of incense and the sound of James Taylor makes Gross's trailer easy to find. While his noble attempt to add a painted mural to his trailer decor was thwarted by the administration, Gross never has trouble finding ways to rebel against The Man. Poole & Peevy Inc. wish Mr. Gross the best of luck as he takes his historical genius down the road to Central Gwinnett High School.



~Coach Mark Erb~
Like his partner in crime Mr. Gross, Coach Erb holds nothing back when it comes to destroying the student body's ignorance of American Government. This man is truly dedicated to remaining "Focused on Learning." Named MVP by his softball team, Erb proves his talent spreads far beyond the classroom. In addition to teaching, Coach Erb has retained the ability to run in even the shortest of shorts. Along with wearing some what "unorthodox" apparel during the week of Homecoming, Erb is also famous for occasionally interrupting a lecture with the cry of "War Eagle!" We salute Mark Erb as he joins Mr. Gross in Black Knight Country next year.




Erb working hard at his desk

Powell and Dean hanging out in class
~"Uncle" Dave Powell~
While struggling to survive the oppression of the administration, Powell calls Trailer 17 home. Perched in front of the class wearing a hole-filled sweater and dusty boots, Dave ventures to shed new light on the study of social studies. Whether he's discussing Freudian complexes or the Wal-Mart in Winder, he always manages to maintain a liberal spin on the matter. Special Quiz? He don't need no special quiz! Poole & Peevy Inc. proudly salutes Uncle Dave as he returns to yet another Dacula trailer in the coming fall.
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Nolan's Corner: 7-14-02
Nolan's Corner:
Being the observant soul that I am, I've noticed that the topic on everybody's mind seems to be summer vacation...as it rightfully should be. With the stress of planning for college and working to earn extra money, a pleasant trip can prove to be the perfect remedy for the Summertime Blues. Yet, to have a great trip there are a few important thing to consider. While there are several factors to a vacation, I've managed to condense them into The Three F's of a Successful Summer Vacation....

~Friends
Despite what my co-writing companion Jack Clarke may tell you, a successful summer vacation depends not on where you go but who goes with you. Since the shortage of money may require you to spend an extended period of time in the close environment of your companions, it's important that you take people you can tolerate.
If someone annoying should accompany you, it's best for you and the rest of your friends to constantly make fun of this poor individual to provide amusement and prevent the trip from being ruined. In addition to your known friends, I cannot stress the importance of meeting new people while on your trip. These new buddies can often save your life multiple times during the trip. But since we all reveal our alter egos when we cross state lines, it's importat not to judge people by their appearance. Never doubt the character of a shirtless man violently swing golf clubs at people....he might end up being your next best friend.

~Females
It's a well-known fact that women have the ability to make or break a summer vacation. Patrick Henry, the patriotic forefather of our great nation, proudly acknowledged this is his cry before Congress, "Give me liberty or give me breasts!!!" But do not worry, girlfriends of the world, it's possible for guys to interact with other girls without it being sexually oriented (in such case see Paragraph I: Friends). As for the rest of the time, I need to offer a few warnings concerning women. For instance, if in the first ten minutes of a conversation, a girl admits she has little money and no place to stay, then walk away....despite what you see in movies, no good will follow. And I don't care what your told, the Best Ass Contest is never as good as advertised. And in conclusion, always remeber that if a woman is unbelievably good in bed, then she's probably had lots of experience.

~Alcohol
Alright, while I don't consider myself an alcoholic, I do realize that the vast majority of our readers are and are proud of it. So I inlcuded this section despite it's spelling. As for alcohol, most things are self-explanatory but I would like to offer some advice from my own experiences. Never, i repeat never, drink anything that a drunken Scotsman offer to give you...no matter how cool his kilt is. It's been scientifically proven that the Scottish are able to tolerate concentrations of alcohol that are normally used to sterilize medical equipment. You can't hang with this guy, so don't try. Also, always be mindful of what people are telling you. No matter what anyone says, never chase liquor with milk, the end result is not pretty. And always remember the general rule of thumb when drinking tequila: after two shots you can feel it; after three anybody can... Which brings me to my final point, if you have known trouble handling your liquor, allow a friend from Paragraph I to act as a babysitter. This way, you won't lose all your money and won't get a tatoo that may haunt you later in life.
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