DS106 Assignment C: What’s The Meme?


For my third DS 106 assignment I decided to create a meme under the assignment “What’s The Meme?” Using Pixlr I cropped a picture from my personal library of two of my friends (with their permission of course) and added the text. The meme is in reference to Halo 4, a video game that we really enjoy playing. Earning a “Killing Spree” is often tough and occurs when you’ve killed at least 5 opponents in a row without dying. Often we find ourselves prematurely celebrating this task and then we die because of some silly error, IE- falling off the map and dying and thus ending your spree.


Social Networking

One thing from chapter 5 of Rheingold’s “Net Smart” that struck a chord with me was when Rheingold is describing his parent-friend who complained they didn’t know their children’s friends any more simply because they had cell phones and didn’t need to call the house. I can remember, up until I was about 17 or 18, that that’s how things were done. You wanted to talk to your friend or the girl you liked, you called their house, probably talked to their parents or one of their siblings and asked for them. It was almost always awkward, unless you really knew their family. These days, as Rheingold describes, are a lot different. People hardly even talk on cell phones any more because of texting and Facebook. I used to really enjoy it that way because it cut out the awkwardness. At some point, though, I realized vocally talking to your friends isn’t all that bad, especially when a lot of your good friends have moved away, some of them across the country.

I can also remember AOL chat rooms. And if I really wanted to show my age, I could tell you about Prodigy chat rooms as well. I would find NBA chat rooms or Pro. Wrestling chat rooms and chat with random people all over the world. Funny to me, how THAT is even dated now. Are there still even chat rooms? Facebook and Twitter have overtaken AOL and even MySpace which was seemingly the innovative and original giant. As far as I know (I recently deleted my MySpace account) a lot of people still use it, but mostly they’re for bands and movie promoters. Do your friends still use it? Mine don’t.

The Way It Should’ve Been

So for our DS106 assignment 2, I went with a FanFic assignment entitled, “The Way It Should Have Been,” where we were supposed to take a scene from a movie or book that we like and change it. I actually chose a scene from a recent episode of Sons of Anarchy. I know that’s a TV show, but this scene has really effected me over the last few weeks. In the original scene (spoiler alert), my favorite character on the show, Opie is shockingly murdered in prison. I decided this scene was perfect to “enhance.” So without further adieu:

“No!” Opie declared as he head butted the guard, sealing his fate. With one act of defiance, Opie had nominated himself to go into the secluded cell to fight to the death against, God only knows how many gang bangers, hand selected by Pope for his revenge.

Opie was thrown into the cell all the while his three friends, Jax, Tigg and Chibbs looked on helpless, banging on the bullet proof glass that separated their friend from death, pleading with him.

“Keep it interesting, shithead!” ordered the guard.

The main guard tossed a lead pipe into the center of the room. This was Opie’s only hope, but once again, God only knew how many bloodthirsty thugs would be coming through the door on the opposite side of the room.

As his friends, his fellow club members, his brothers, looked on, “I got this,” was, once again, all Opie could mutter. Then a single spot light shown in the center of the room, shining down over Opie, and the door on the opposite wall opened and four large gangsters stalked through the door, surrounding Opie. Opie brushed his hair out of his face and clutched the pipe tightly, taking a swing at the thug number one, shattering his jaw.

A second tried to choke Opie from behind, but Opie flipped the banger over his shoulder and onto the first guy who was clutching at his face, blood pouring from his mouth. Like a bolt of lightning, Opie smashed the pipe over the second punk’s head, crushing his skull, rolling into the corner of the room where his friends could no longer see him through the window.

His back against the wall, Opie charged the two remaining guys hulking in the center of the room, back into Jax’s view, clotheslining one with pipe, shattering his larynx, leaving the guy hopeless on the floor, blood gurgling from his mouth. The man tried to release a scream, but there was just too much blood. He coughed and gagged and rolled away.

Three down and one to go, oddly enough, the biggest left for last. Opie dropped the pipe to the side of the cell and with his hands waved the guy over. This was personal, and so it would end, personally.

The two behemoths traded blow for blow, punch for punch. One of the gang banger’s teeth went flying and as cuts opened, the blood flowed from both men.  At the last second, Opie managed to hit a left hook above the banger’s left eye and the man staggered back. Opie used a right hook to the man’s gut to leave him breathless and as the man staggered once more, Opie quickly grabbed the pipe and, in an upward, diagonal thrust, across the face, ended the man’s life.

None of the members of SAMCRO looking on believed it would be possible.

Opie was left breathless, crouched in the middle of the cell, surveying the wreckage when the same door the thugs originally entered through, opened once more. This time, it was Pope and the head guard.

“You done pretty well for yourself, son,” said Pope. “I must admit, I’m quite impressed with you Sons of Anarchy. Perhaps we can work out a deal and end this misery between us.”

Just then the door that Opie was pushed through was opened and Jax and Opie were reunited face to face. Jax was as shocked as the guard and Pope.

“What’d you have in mind?” asked Jax.

The scene ends as Jax and Pope shake hands and Opie is reunited with his brothers.


Thurs. 9/6: Today I started my “This I Believe” essay. I felt like it was imperative to start the essay first to try and get my ideas down on “paper.” I found, as I started writing, that ideas would start popping into my head on what to do for possible video ideas. Ie- pictures and music I would use.

Mon 9/10: Tonight I finally sat down and started to finish my “This I Believe” project. Once I had written out my essay I recorded myself reading it aloud using Garage Band. From there I imported the audio file into iMovie and added different images from Google, my own collection and a couple of websites, based on the timing of my voice. More often than not I used images that were fitting for the words I was speaking that emphasized my points further. I used a couple of techniques for editing that I discovered via YouTube help videos. I also added credits that cite where I found my pictures. I didn’t think using MLA or any formal citations were necessary as it was not for profit and neither would any students of mine be, either.

This just in- just uploaded my finished video to YouTube http://youtu.be/iMUhoZ9HC-Q Check it out if you want.

Overall I thought this was a really fun project. I had some (very little) experience creating vlogs using iMovie… “Teaching Using Wiki’s…” was very helpful in the process too. The parallel composing process helps, especially if you struggle as a writer, because reading aloud can help you discover minor errors in your writing that you may have missed previously. The parallel is also a great way to motivate students who may not enjoy writing, providing a “cool” way to write or topic to write about. It’s a fun project. If a student knows they have to record themselves reading their essays, it will motivate them to write better simply because they’ll want their voice to come out not only in the audio/video, but also in their writing. Furthermore, this is a great way to help students discover their “voice” in their writing.


I believe in professional wrestling. Most people laugh or make a strange face when I tell them I am a professional wrestling fanatic. They say, “it’s fake, how can you like that?” There is a largely misunderstood majesty that is involved with professional wrestling: superior athletes, legendary figures, and larger-than-life characters. From the time your favorite wrestler’s music starts, they walk down the aisle and climb into the ring, fireworks go off or maybe the lights go out, and the crowd, typically filled with 20,000 people, erupts into cheers or boos that can make your arm hair stand on end.  Much like reading a novel or watching any other television program or movie, the art of sports-entertainment tells many stories, often at one time. There is a beginning, middle, and an end. You wouldn’t watch a Harry Potter movie and say, “that magic isn’t real!” because that’s the whole point.

I have been a fan since I was five years old. That’s over twenty years of enjoying a misunderstood art form that most people assume is just for children. Twenty years of jumping out my seat, whether I’m at the arena in person or sitting at home on my couch. Twenty years of seeing my favorites parade around the ring in battle. Twenty years of heartbreak and loss. Twenty years of triumphs. Believe me, all fans have their favorites. There are heroes and there are villains. Personally, I’ve always enjoyed the villains.

        Sure, the outcome is scripted and they don’t really punch each other in the face (usually), to me, that’s the most important thing. Great wrestlers make you forget that “real” fights wouldn’t happen that way. The athletes are often overlooked as anything but; they utilize basic psychology and sheer athleticism to make the fans “ooh” and “ah.” In spite of the script that you know is looming nearby, good professional wrestling suspends your knowledge of reality. From a Randy Savage flying elbow to Shawn Michaels’ “Sweet Chin Music.” There is always that moment where reality drifts out of the window, when I stand out of my chair anxiously waiting for the referee to count, one, two, three.

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There are a few ways in which I collaborate via the internet/technology, the first of which is the obvious, through social media. First and foremost, I’m a Twitter-fiend. I use Twitter to make connections with other people, namely celebrities such as actors and musicians and professional wrestlers. I try to get their attention and make conversation with them, sometimes it works, most of the time it doesn’t. It’s more beneficial in that I’ve made a couple of connections with some highly regarded writers/journalists that are involved with professional wrestling. Yes, I know to most people, “highly regarded” and “professional wrestling” don’t typically belong in the same sentence. I hope one day to make enough of an impact with these aforementioned gentlemen that I too might be able to crack into that world and have my opinions regarded very highly… As if they shouldn’t be already. I also utilize Facebook to connect with friends. I feel like I utilize trust, as Rheingold puts it, because I’ll “like” statues and pictures on Facebook and retweet peoples Tweets. This allows my friends that I know well and those that I don’t to see they can trust me because I value their opinions. Secondly, I use forums via the website Wrestlezone.com to discuss the events of professional wrestling, past and present, of which I am an avid fan. I link up with other users and oftentimes we get into huge debates on which wrestler or angle is better than another and why or why not. It can get very, very heated. Sometimes I’ll form connections with other users through commonalities similarly to how Rheingold describes. Thirdly, a few close-friends and I have recently started a Podcast that is available through iTunes for free called, HaloYeah! There are 5 (and sometimes more) of us that record ourselves during online play of Halo. We discuss the game itself but more often the conversation turns to other forms of entertainment and just casual social ideas of the day. It’s pretty fun and I would encourage any one, Halo player or not, to check us out.

ds106 assignment “Creeping on a Movie”

Creeping on Movies


So the assignment from DS106 that I chose was “Creeping on a Movie.” We had to edit a picture from a movie and add a picture of ourselves. I chose this scene from Freddy vs. Jason. Using Pixlr I was able to “photoshop” a picture I had on Facebook and insert it into this scene. I had to use a YouTube tutorial video which was really helpful. I did share it via Instagram and Facebook and got a few funny comments.

Our attention spans are such funny things. Mine seems to be pretty short, anyway. Whether I’m reading something for class or writing a paper. The first chapter of Rheingold’s Net Smart discusses, at length, attention. Our assignment in ENG3241 was to read the chapter and document how often we were distracted. Rheingold argues that perhaps as proficient computer users, we are constantly distracted by popups and other technologies. That we’re accustoming ourselves to check different things more frequently. I myself always flip to the end of the chapter to see how long it is or check my Facebook or Twitter accounts, just to give myself frequent breaks that I feel improve my performance. Even if I’m watching my favorite TV show, Monday Night RAW, that recently expanded its program to three hours a week, I constantly find myself going, “Wait. What happened? I missed it. …If only I hadn’t been watching the latest Jenna Marbles vlog.” Okay, truth be told, I’d seen that Jenna Marbles vlog a couple of times already. Three hours can be a lot of men-in-tights, male-soap-opera-driven content, even for a die-hard fan of over 20 years like myself. Even now, while the topic is still attention, this blog has somehow manifested into a one-sided conversation about professional wrestling and Jenna Marbles. Maybe that has more to do with the Monster Energy drink I just chugged more so than my attention span, though. At any rate, aren’t attention spans funny things?

I like how Rheingold touches on how, as a writer for 25 years, he has been forced to sit isolated in a room writing and how that has urged him to be socially interactive by going outside and chatting with neighbors or whatever the case may be. I think that’s something, especially with kids, that’s really missing today. Every kid seems to have an iPhone, or at least their parents’, they all have X-Box’s or Playstations, and many of them know more about the television than I do, and that’s a lot. When I was a kid… Listen to me, “when I was a kid!” As if I’m 75 years old… When I was a kid, we had Nintendos, but they were nowhere near as cool as what kids have today. We had action figures that did three basic movements, they could move their legs and arms and use karate chop action. Now the kids toys can do anything imaginable. We used our imaginations, something I fear is seriously lacking in kids today, because we had to go outside. Our parents made us. We had to pick up a stick and use it as a pretend gun to ward off imaginary, enemy invaders. It helped our imaginations grow, as well as our social skills with other kids and later other grownups.