Thursday, March 4, 2010

Our Miss Brooks, and Mr.

Usta be that only secretaries typed. Now everybody types. Who taught all these people to type? Back in the day a male executive would have died of embarrassment if anyone ever caught him at a keyboard. Now you see nothing but men typing, clickety click, no compunction. Guys in five-hundred suits typing like their lives depended on it. And they do.


We've become a nation of typists.


God am I wasting time today this weblog is out of control gets more ridiculous by the day I hope I can sleep tonight this has gotta stop.


Penniless? I own the fucking copyright on penniless.


Scoop clear water out of the heart of the fire.

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