Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Billion Dollar Bracket
Wags at Basketball
-Did you jump through the hoops before you
filled out your Billion Dollar Bracket?
-Yup. Confirmation numbers through cell and
email!
-Keeping the riffraff out.
-Who can blame them? Not me, about to join the
One-Percent!
-Pick a lot of upsets?
-Fight fiercely Harvard!
-I do miss Tom Lehrer. He'd make up funny songs about
Yahoo and Google today. But Yahoo gets the edge with
your cell number!
-I suppose. They count the hairs on my right ball, and Google
on my left.
-That's not the whole sordid picture.
-NSA handles that.
-Good! We need protection from Communist sonsabitches
like you!
-Hey, I'm a fuckin Republican!
-Ever more bizarre.
Labels: ; Republican, Billion Dollar Bracket, cell phone, Communist, email, google, Harvard, NCAA Basketball, Tom Lehrer, upsets, Yahoo
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Non-definitive Non-guide To Punctuation
Comma Creature
-When he expired, did he take his dead commas
with him?
-One would hope.
-He really sprinkled 'em around!
-Not sprinkled. Each one with a rule,
however picayune.
-A cloud of Victorian dust just vacated
this office.
-Thank God for that!
-Isaac Babel says a well-placed comma can stab
the heart.
-We're not into stabbing hearts here. Or any other
creative pursuits, really.
-All of it's defunct now, anyway. Ninety percent of
everything is email.
-The literary equivalent of not giving a shit.
Labels: comma, email, Isaac Babel, office, punctuation, style
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Fledge Pledgers
Presently sending mild
emails full of babytalk
and animated hearts. In
greater gawks, infantile.
Name a pair not.
At least in part.
Labels: babytalk, email, Romance
