Tuesday, September 15, 2009

It's only words

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

I think I am deadly tired of working in the fucking word factory. If one more stupid shill asks me one more fucking stupid question, I swear I will spew lukewarm coffee at them!


Randal Graves said...

I am a shilling, not a guinea, with a stupindous question. Mayhap I ask it of thee?

susan said...

'You are old, Father William,' the young man said,
'And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head -
Do you think, at your age, it is right?'


okjimm said...

Randal.... sure, ask away.... but you still may not have my hamburger.


"In my youth," father William replied to his son,
"I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none

---and I am positive I left mine at a bus stop in Cleveland. ;)

Christopher said...

Someone sounds ready for a vacation.

Either that or a piece of ass.

Maybe both???

okjimm said...

Chris---- definitely the vacation... like up in a mountain in BC. Away from Fox news, America, a sniveling 20-somethings in my office that THINK they know something.

Alecto said...

I'll meet you at Oblio's. You're buying.

Alecto said...

And for the record, reading those first four lines up there is what had me dive head first into the word pool when I was about 15. Gets me in a boat load of trouble at work when I insert gonzo commentary into user documentation detailing the hilarious and often worthless steps required to load a bit of data into an antiquated system so that antiquated data can be shoveled into the annual report with screen shots that ought to be called 8 x 10 color glossies with call-outs and shoots and ladders but it's all been worth it.

OK. I'll stop now but that was fun. I'm going back to facebook where no one knows my real name. Facebook doesn't have spellcheck either.

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