Your Personal Weems Weekly

You are the Weems Weekly.

Or at least your own incarnation of it. Take on a persona similar to Dot Weems and right your own weekly bulletin message about your home town.

Include in it your own take of random business that maybe included you, your family members, your friends, random rumors you heard in town, random news that’s going on in town.

Both “affect” and “effect” should appear at least once in this draft.

Minimum of 15 sentences.

Example:

The Dirty 5-30

The warm weather has had a profound effect on just about everyone here in Davis this past month. While some people have reveled in the sunlight while ditching fifth period in January, those on the ski and snowboard team have shown up to class with a look of disappointment every week. Their gloominess has gotten so bad that it’s affected their ability to communicate properly. Just the other day I asked the co-captain of the team how the last race went. Instead of responding, he simply burst out in tears. Luckily, I used my cheetah-like ninja skills to jump through the window and avoid the rest of that increasingly awkward encounter. Although I should be grateful for these rather pleasant afternoons, it is a little disappointing when it’s too warm for the hot tub throughout the year. Oh well, here’s to praying for a snow storm.

There are a number of new authentic sushi restaurants that opened in town recently, but I have found them to be too intimidating to enjoy. My friends and I attempted to eat at one of these new installments the other night with absolutely no success. After the hostess deserted us at the sushi bar, we were left without an English menu as random plates of dead octopus and fish eggs passed by on a moving circuit in front of us. We were not sure if we were supposed to grab a plate, point at one, or physically jump on the moving circuit ourselves. After three minutes of sweating profusely, we decided to grab our jackets and walk out unnoticed. Luckily we ended up at Mikunis where we enjoyed a California Roll with much delight. It seems to be getting more difficult for us cultured folks to enjoy an authentic ethnic dinner these days.

A debate has fired up on the Davis Enterprise, the local newspaper, over the topic of bringing ninth graders to the high school campus. Those in favor point to the fact that the younger ninth graders will force the tenth graders to mature faster and thus result in higher academic performance. If that is the case, then I think we should just bring second graders to the high school campus and watch our students complete PhDs by the time they are old enough to be asked to Junior Prom.

…Swagimore…