June 2008
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Rednecks Theory of Color Vision
Psychology Prof: We’ve covered the Trichromatic theory, and the Opponent-Process theory. Next, we have the Retinex theory.
Elvis: That’s me! Oh, “Retinex”—I thought you said, “Rednecks”.
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There's always eHarmony!
Psychology Prof: Is there anybody here who is colorblind? Don’t worry it’s nothing to be ashamed of. No one? Well, there’s usually at least someone.
Guy: Maybe they don’t want to admit it.
Prof: Like I said, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.
Girl: If you’re colorblind, no girl will ever date you.
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Pick 'em up at the hardware store?
Student: Sometimes I have a hard time distinguishing between red and brown. Like when I see something that’s red, I think it’s brown, and vice versa. Is that…?
Psychology Prof: That sounds like a form of red-green colorblindness, yes. You probably have fewer of those kinds of cones.
Student: Where do I get ‘em?
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“If you don’t like a person, you find out what the codeword is and wake them up!”
– Elvis, during class discussion on dentists’ use of hypnosis as substitute for Novocaine
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What? The cornea?
Psychology Prof: And that’s the iris. Next, we’ll look at the cornea…
Elvis: That’s what my wife says I am.
Prof: What? The cornea?
Elvis: Yea, she says I’m “cornea” than she is.
Class: [Groan]
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“He called me a bastard. A bastard! But I came straight from my mom!”
– Confused guy near me in my General Psychology class, to his friend
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Elvis didn’t die. He moved to Norco, CA, and began to finish his college degree.
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I got a fist-pound from the college wrestler next to me when I volunteered the correct answer to a professor’s inquiry. It was the second time in a row in that class period that my General Psych prof praised me for my answer. Apparently, my jock friend thought that was impressive.
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This morning while I was eating I watched a bit of that crab-fishing Discovery Channel show, Deadliest Catch. I was very impressed that at the beginning of the new crab season, a pastor came to Dutch Harbor to pray on the shortwave radio for the men and women going out to sea. Even more impressive was the fact that the prayer was not some generic hocus-pocus that you too often hear in such...