We finally bought the d&d experience.
I'm proud to announce that once a month from now on there will be a group d&d game at our house.
I'll be the DM... and so far theres gonna be 5 other players. I'm Jack's overflowing joy.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
Gyre and Gimble in the Wabe
I love Carroll. His work has blown generations away.
But let's be real-on-us, I doubt he expected a nonsense poem added as a attempt at humor to be a cult monolith over 100 years later.
But let's be real-on-us, I doubt he expected a nonsense poem added as a attempt at humor to be a cult monolith over 100 years later.
- 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.
- And as in uffish thought he stood,
- The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
- Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
- And burbled as it came!
- One, two! One, two! And through and through
- The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
- He left it dead, and with its head
- He went galumphing back.
- 'And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
- Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
- O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
- He chortled in his joy.
- 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
- Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
- All mimsy were the borogoves,
- And the mome raths outgrabe.
Long time
I haven't updated this in forever. I found a new hobby and as such all lame ones get put aside.
..odd how even though I haven't posted since the world cup I still check every day for new posts.
..odd how even though I haven't posted since the world cup I still check every day for new posts.
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