;-)

American Porlock! My Name is Porlock! CSI: Porlock! Law and Porlock! Two and a Half Porlocks!

ooh, something shiny! it's so porlocky!

Editor/English majors are so weird! And you make fun of engineers?

Porlock is a quiet coastal village in Somerset, England, situated in a deep hollow below Exmoor, five miles west of Minehead.

The Person from Porlock was an unwelcome visitor to Samuel Taylor Coleridge who called by during his composition of the oriental poem Kubla Khan

Humor? Or does it involve shaving the pubes again?

^s...Editors!

D, you must remember that engineers are weird, whereas English lit types are merely . . . eccentric. ;)

Now that you've mentioned The Poem by name, I shall spend the rest of the night wondering how much of it I can recite by memory. Oddly, it's easier than "The Highwayman" or "The Kubaiyat of Omar Khayyam," because it changes tempo midway, but I think I only have 90% of it these days. Maybe 80%.

But my favorite part is right after the damsel with the dulcimer.

Weave a circle 'round me thrice,
And close your eyes in holy dread,
For I on honeydew have fed,
And drunk the milk of . . . Hey! It's SWEEPS WEEK!

"Hey! It's SWEEPS WEEK!"
After the pube shaving/trimming?

Everything is funnier after a few G&Ts, isn't it?

I think I get it, btw. A cheap attempt at making your poem a classic? "Dark and stormy night" stuff?

I will have you know that one of the best books of all time, A Wrinkle in Time, begins with what Madeleine L'Engle calls "that old war horse."

And, you know: it's always a dark and stormy night in the soul of a drama queen.

Please note not only Rin's allusions to various television titles, but also her "something shiny" reference to the ADD personality/culture.

Gotta go. I'm composing a brilliant poem entitled "The Love Song of J. Alfred Porlock.

I have measured out my life in interruptions.

ps, why is Darrell so obsessed with your pubes, and with the putative or proleptic shaving thereof?

Worry not; it's a callback to the Playboy thread.

And to the martial arts thread.

You've been EAVESDROPPING on my flirting with Wendy? I thought that was between her, her husband, me, Matt, Sean, Stacy, and a bottle of clear, high-end, citrus-flavored tequila.

Oh--and the World Wide Web. But as I understand it, those people are very discreet, so there's certainly nothing to worry about THERE.

Sorry! Next time hang the "Do NOT Disturb" sign.