so the other day i was in my accounting information systems class (we build databases) and my teacher was introducing the case on which our project is based. the fictional company is a honey production company. as it turns out, my teacher knows more about beehives and harvesting honey than the producers of the secret life of bees. quotes of note, you ask, well of course.
when speaking of when kids put out sugar water for bees, bees tell the other bees "whoa, check it out, free sugar water!"
when discussing the smoking of the beehive before the harvest:
"it's like when someone asks you 'if your house was on fire what would you take with you?' and there's always that person that's like 'my scriptures!' and i'm like 'no, if my house was on fire i would take my i-pad, i can buy another set of scriptures and it has scriptures on it!' "
"...the bees think their tree is on fire so they go protect the one thing that they have...honey. so they go drink themselves into oblivion."
on protecting the honey:
"it's like mormons and their food storage, they've got their guns and they're like: 'i'm a christian, no one's getting my food storage!'"
on bees in general:
"who does all the work?...no it's the females. do you know what the male bees are called?...drones. they don't do jack...all they do is fertilize the queen, and that's where 'the birds and bees' comes from, but that is not what we are here to talk about."
i like this class. oh, and don't worry he totally drew a picture of the hive, a colorful flower, the thing that spins the honey out, and the hot knife.
a good time was had by all.
last thing:
as i was writing this post, i was listening to pandora. a song i liked came on and because i refuse to be one of those people that uses song lyrics in their facebook status on principle, i'm going to put it here. also, remeber whose blog you're reading; i like this because it's funny, not because it has any relationship to romance. the lyrics: "when you love someone and you bite your tongue all you get is a mouthful of blood".
on that note, go out and love your fellow man, so as not to fill your mouth with blood.