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The Official Guide
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"...funny enough to make you momentarily forget your own cramped cubicle blues." This
black and white hardcover book features over 99 office workers posing on, over, and in their desks and cubicles to demonstrate animal-inspired techniques designed to alleviate office maladies. |
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Acute Indifference Beach-Dune Tiger Beetle Ridge Position Cicindela hirticollis
The irony of indifference is that once you have it, you lose all interest in getting rid of it. One of the few techniques that can help is the Beach-Dune Tiger Beetle Ridge Position. As you feel interest wane, scale your work area and assume a prone position near the sharp edge of the desktop. Lift your feet, and extend one arm into space. Try to fully employ this position before the zenith of your malaise. The excruciating pain that you will endure is no picnic, but it should easily take the place of your disinterest.
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Kyuboria
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Kyuboria is about a State Worker who is trying to get fired from his cubicle job so he can qualify for a grant to start his own company, but the State never fires anyone. This is the pathetically humorous story of one man's escalating schemes to get fired from an organization that doesn't know how to let go.
More than a humorous story of cubicle antics, Kyuboria is a metaphor for breaking out of the box. Written in nine months—about the same time that it takes to make a human—Kyuboria is fiction, although for cube dwellers everywhere it may seem all too real.
Clint Palmer, the central figure of Kyuboria, has spent far too much time in the box. His weariness has been honed to razor sharp indifference, tempered by a total lack of interest. He realizes all too well that he must get out, if only to preserve his sanity, but his will to achieve has atrophied to the point of immobility.
This is what makes him a cubicle hero of sorts. No one expects much from him, but Clint realizes that to escape he will have to put forth the effort of a lifetime. He will have to accomplish the unthinkable:
He will have to get fired by the State.
You'll never look at four walls the same again.
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I had spent most of my working life as a drone. A well-educated, high performance drone, to be sure, but a member of the hive nonetheless. My prime directive had always been to blend in, to participate, to conform. This required a high level of attention to the details of others. The needs of others was my call to action.
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Palm Sunday
William R. Vitanyi, Jr.
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Palm Sunday is the fictional account of a private agency that is secretly monitoring the Internet. They are in the business of culling massive amounts of data from the private communications of ordinary people, without their knowledge. They do this by tapping into the underlying infrastructure of the Internet.
Their intent is to create a "societal profile", a snapshot of what Americans are concerned enough to be communicating about. Originally intended as a mechanism to predict when the United States might be in peril of losing its place of preeminence, the process has been subjugated to the whims of a power hungry leader with his own peculiar agenda.
In the story, a ten-year-old boy finds a handheld computer and brings it home. His father, a computer programmer, tries to find out who owns it so he can return it, but the security on the device is nearly impenetrable, which piques his interest. While he tries to breach the security on the device, the agency from which it was stolen desperately wants to recover it. It has some amazing capabilities, and represents a window into their clandestine activities.
In the meantime, the FBI is hot on the trail of the agency and its secret activities, which leads to a three-way free-for-all in a quest for Internet supremacy. |
Chapter One
Robert Slocum casually tossed down a shot of whiskey, pursed his lips at the bite, and followed it with a swallow of cold beer. He didn’t drink much, and he hadn’t today. The single shot with its beer chaser was simply part of a routine he always followed before meeting a client. Throwing a few bills on the counter, he nodded at the bartender and walked towards the exit. It was late, well after midnight, and a mix of drizzle and sleet had just started to fall. No matter, his car was only half a block away. He stepped onto the poorly lit sidewalk, and had gone no more than ten paces when something struck him a savage blow to the back of the head. He felt himself falling, slowly corkscrewing towards the concrete walkway, as if in slow motion. Powerless to stop himself, he crashed to the ground as darkness slowly engulfed him. The faint perception of something tugging at his clothes, and distant voices, were among his last memories as he slowly lapsed into unconsciousness.
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Build-A-Book William R. Vitanyi, Jr. and 34 others
Finalist, How-To
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In May of 2009, thirty-four authors collectively wrote and edited a complete work of fiction in 18 days. The 184-page book was bound and donated to libraries in Erie County, Pennsylvania.
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From Lara’s Gems
“Stop making that face, Lara.” It wasn’t just the smell that was so unpleasant, or the tall shadowy hallways, or the echoing footsteps on the hard linoleum floors, or the cold light cast off by the bare bulbs. The worst thing was the people who lived there. Only they didn’t really seem like people at all. They were like husks of people—all dried out and frail, their whispery skin like parchment, collapsed into the hollows of their skulls. They sat silently gathered in wheelchairs in the Main Room or, even worse, in the halls, as if their efforts to venture out had faltered and died just outside their own doorways. How they stared! Everywhere she went, the damp spots in the withered, corn-husk faces followed her as she walked by. What were they staring at? Why did some of them look so hungry, and others so sad? Were they trying to remember what it was like to be eleven years old? Mother said she should be charitable.
Lara was simply afraid.
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Build-A-Book Academic by William R. Vitanyi, Jr.
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Using Build-A-Book Academic, your class collectively writes the same book at the same time, working from a common outline. Each student is responsible for writing the detail of their own section, and the sections are then combined to form a complete work of fiction.
The finished product is bound and covered as a permanent record of the accomplishment. As co-authors of their own book, your students will face the same challenges that any book author must overcome. Research, organization, creativity, planning, and teamwork are essential for successful completion of the project, and will require the active participation of each student.
As the leader of the project the teacher is both a writing coach and a motivator, but the writing is up to the students.
An exciting aspect of Build-A-Book is that while your students are writing their story, another class, somewhere, may be writing the very same story, only different. Although every class at the same grade level will use the same outline, the details of what happens will make each story unique. In fact, it is possible that one class may choose to write a horror story, while another may use the very same outline to write a romance, a science fiction thriller, or even a gothic mystery.
Once the manuscript is finished, you will be able to lay out the pages for binding, design a cover, and print the story in book form. Directions on how to do this are included in the book.
Seven outlines are included, one for each grade level from six through twelve. Also included are step by step instructions to help the teacher guide the class through the process, as well as instructions on how to print and bind the finished manuscript into a book.
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From
The Adventures of Leitakcoc Avenue
A Build-A-Book Academic project by the sixth grade class of Albion, Pa. teacher Karen Teed.
Chapter One Ch. 1 Razzberry’s Dream
I’m flying. My cage has expanded. I can’t believe it. Everything is gigantic except me.
The grandfather clock says it is thirteen o’clock. That doesn’t make sense. That big, old clock has never been wrong and there is no such thing as thirteen o’clock.
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Secrets of a Massage Therapist
Andy Vogt
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The mysterious and often unorthodox world of a professional massage therapist is the backdrop for this sultry, humorous, and sizzling story of new love. The sexy, funny, and sometimes awkward encounters of professional massage therapist and German import Angie parallel her romance with Marcus, a writer of mystery novels. While working through the twists and turns of this new passion, the pair is tested by dark characters in both of their lives. Written by a professional massage therapist. Funny but spicy.
This novel is by first-time author Andy Vogt, and incorporates many of her experiences as a professional massage therapist. Andy is originally from Germany, but has lived in America for quite some time.
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“Now that’s a massage.”
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