Cooking Club [Home Ec Classroom, Thursday, 1pm]

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

Ned found his way into the classroom a little earlier than the club was supposed to start so he could set a few things up. It wasn't like he could set up much or he'd be doing the entire prep for the others and he didn't want to take away the joy of cooking./

Shut up, it was a joy to him.

He set up a copy of the food pyramid just because he thought it might be helpful.

Once everyone had assembled, Ned smiled and started in on the activity he'd planned. Or winged. Whatever.

"So, uh, hi," he said. "Welcome back. To start with, because I had to do this once, I thought we'd make our own chef's hats. You don't have to wear them, they're just kinda fun to make."

He gestured to a small table of art supplies. "Feel free to decorate it and jazz it up. After that, we're gonna make smoothies. Or milkshakes. There's blenders and all sorts of moddable supplies. They're fairly easy to make. Just be creative. And, uh, keep the top on the blender."

With that Ned, stuck his hands in his pockets and stepped away from the front of the room.

Young Entrepreneurs Club; Thursday 2pm -- 10/16.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle Wexler had always made it a point to make sure that she was rarely late for things like clubs and class and work and meeting, but, unfortunately, today, late she was. It would seem that, no matter how much she ran around outside hoping to be hit by a rock that wasn't pink, it just wasn't meant to be. She finally had to give up, go to club, and hope that no one noticed.

Or maybe it just looked like she had a really bad sunburn?

Either way, she tried to act like nothing was different.

"Hey, guys! Simple day today, since it's break and all. Let's just get together and discuss some possible ideas for a product. Just keep in a mind, every good product has three major components: One: it's useful. Two: people want to buy it. And three: it's awesome."


[[ OCD a comin' is now officially patented. ]]

Newspaper Staff Meeting, 4 pm, Journalism Room

[the_merriest]

Way easier to start your second meeting as editor. Especially when the first issue actually went out and all. Total failure: averted.

The baked goods and coffee were totally in celebration of the averted-failure. And possibly as a bribe for people to show up, since they were on break and all.