Ewaj

I'm not sure if there is a sort of norm for the number of acts a contemporary, modern-day play has. I've seen one, two, three, and four, but is there a "magic number" of acts that most plays today seem to be divided into?

I'm making a stop motion lego movie with imovie HD 6, or trying to. I have about three hundred pictures right now, but i plan on having several thousand. And imovie will not let me change the duration of any of my pictures. I select them all, and the photo settings box pops up. i type in the duration to 0:03, and then it starts importing them. But it imports them all at a random duration, usually five seconds or nine seconds and twenty nine frames. I have no clue why it is doing this. I have searched through all the blogs and tutorials and nothing covers this. I've also gone through every toolbox and option in the imovie menu. There's nothing. Does anyone know why this is happening and what, if anything, i can do to change it?

An explorer named Neil once explored the jungle. While he was exploring, he was captured by a very nasty tribal chief, and was told he would be executed as a sacrifice.

But the chief was a bit of a witty man, and he decided to let Neil choose the way he would die. He said:

"You are going to say one statement. If you say something true, you will be burned on a stake. If you say something not true, you will be fed to crocodiles."

Neil, a very clever person, thought hard. After a minute of thinking, he said something that forced the chief to let him go. What did he say?

In marble walls as white as milk,

Inside a skin as soft as silk,

Within a fountain crystal clear,

A golden apple does appear.

There is no door to this stronghold,

Yet theives break in and steal the gold.

preferably black.

This guy lives in Westchester, NY and goes to school at Ithaca College. For two years, he has wanted to ask a certain girl (who is also from Westchester and also goes to Ithaca) out on a date, but has never had the courage.

Finally, one day over the summer, he sees her at home and musters up the courage to ask her out. She accepts, and they make dinner plans for Saturday night.

Friday night, this guy goes out with all of his buddies, and drinks like Prohibition is coming back. Saturday, he is in such bad shape that he can't make it through twenty minutes without either puking or shitting. After several hours of this, he is able to stop puking, but he is still running to the toilet every 20 minutes to ****. He doesn't want to cancel the date, because he's afraid he won't ever talk to her again. So they meet in Westchester, and take the train to New York City (about a 30 minute ride).

They get to the restaurant, and he excuses himself during the appetizers to use the bathroom. They enjoy the rest of the appetizers without interruption, but he has to go back again during the entrees.

They decide to get dessert. During dessert, our hero feels another rumbling, but doesn't want to look like a complete bathroom freak, so he holds it. After a few minutes, the rumbling subsides, but he still has a bit of gas stored up. He decides to let this little bit of gas fly right there at the table (discreetly, of course). Unfortunately, this little bit of gas came with another little surprise. "Oh ****," he thinks (and feels).

Instead of running to the bathroom right away, our hero immediately leans on the arms of his chair to keep from sitting on this surprise. He maintains this yoga position for the rest of dessert, trying to figure out what to do before his tan pants (a) start to smell, or (b) start to show stains on the outside. He quickly pays for dinner and they leave the restaurant. Oh, by the way, he is walking like a cowboy. On the way to the train station, they pass The Gap.

"Do you mind if I run in and buy a sweater that I was looking at last week?" he asks.

"No problem, I'd like to look around too," she replies.

They fall into The Gap. Fortunately, at The Gap, men's fashions are on the right, women's fashions are on the left. They split up. Our hero grabs the first sweater within reach, and hurries back to the khakis.

After selecting a pair that most closely resemble his current outfit, he brings both items to the register. His eyes are on his date(still on the other side of the store) to make sure that she doesn't see him buying the pants. He doesn't even want the sweater, so he says through clenched teeth (just in case his date can read lips from 40 feet away) "Just the pants."

"What?" asks the Gap girl.

"Just the pants!" (Eyes still trained on his date.)

Gap girl: "Oh, OK."

He pays for the pants and walks over to his date, then they leave the store. They board the train just before it leaves the station and find two seats in the middle of the car.

Without sitting down, our hero excuses himself and walks to the bathroom in the back of the car. He gets to the bathroom as the train departs, and quickly rips off his pants and boxer shorts. He rolls them into a ball and throws them out the window. After cleaning himself off, he opens the Gap bag and pulls out...just the sweater.

****PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD DO IN THIS SITUATION.****

As you must have realized, the only solution is to wear the sweater as pants. So he squeezes his legs into the arms of the sweater and pulls the rest of the fabric tight around his waist. He can only keep himself covered by hunching over. Walking will be a new challenge altogether. Rather than going through the absolute trauma of returning to his seat and explaining (or creating an elaborate lie to explain) the entire incident, our hero waits in the bathroom until the train stops at the next station. He waits until the moment the train starts to pull away from the station, then dashes out of the bathroom (as quickly as a hunched over cowboy with sweater pants can dash) and jumps off the train. He is lost and stranded somewhere between New York City and Westchester.

He hasn't seen the girl since.

I think that's how you spell it. i'm kind of desperate.

Middle school. someone i know wants some good ones.

Do this in your head, not on paper or with a calculator.

Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1000. Now add 30. Add another 1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000. Now add 10. What is the total? put it as your answer. then, do it on a calculator, and put that answer with your other answer, and post it.

1.) You are in a race. You overtake the second place person. What place are you in?

2.) You are in another race. You overtake the last place person. What place are you in?

3.) There is a mute person who wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating brushing his teeth, he conveys his meaning to the shopowner and buys his toothbrush. Later a blind man comes in to buy a pair of sunglasses. How does he communicate his message to the shopowner?

Whoever gets this right first will get best answer, or if nobody get's it right i'll post the answers.

What can run but never walks,

has a mouth but never talks,

has a head but never weeps,

has a bed but never sleeps?

I need a good way to do it that is (hopefully) legal.

One of my teachers is like that. How can i deal with him?