TO BLOG–PERCHANCE TO DREAM
In accordance with the will of Da Mayer of Chicago, today begins the week of Shakespeare speak in honor of William Shakespeare’s 445th birthday this Thursday…I will abide by the wishes of the corrupt one and speaketh in the tongue of Shakespeare.
To blog or not to blog–that is the question.
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous commentary
Or to take arms against the sea of Obama supporters
And by opposing; end them
Thine shouts of protests had not gone unheeded
Ye called out such insults as “Thou art a knave!” as I defended the honor of the fruit of the loins of Madam Palin
Oh the sting of such speech had hurt me to the quick and yet…and yet…
Methinks the sting was pleasurable because to feel such agony assured me that my soul was yet intact.
To die–to blog no more; and by lying waste my keyboard doth go cold
My heartache as the thousand posts which which rambled through my head went unheeded
Alas, this agony sent shocks which leaveth me dazed and confused (that’s my story and I’m sticking to it).
That blogging is heir to: a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d
To blog, to scorn thy bottom with endless pounds of unsightly flesh
As putting forth the script whilst eating vast amounts of chocolate dost do me immeasurable harm
And yet…and yet
My brain continues to flourish with ideas to pass and nonsense to put forth
To blog, perchance to dream- ay, there is the rub!
How long dost this blog continue?
Until thou hast shuffled off this mortal coil?
NAY!
‘Tis a Bad Habit to be sure which should not continue until my last breath leaves this weary, torn body.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of other bloggers who have chosen “The One”?
Th’ oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely
The insolence of office, and the spurns of those who protect ‘th unworthy master whom thou hast made proud!
After blogging comes death to us all
Sooner than later it may be
I shalt continue this blog for reason of self servitude
The selfishness of my youth doth cling to me as I cling to thee.
For with age–my body has broken
The knee no longer moves for it is cast
Perchance the healing will be quick and my departure will be nigh
Ah yes, with age comes wisdom and beauty–along with stretched and torn ligaments.
I will bear my ills, but rather not do it alone
My suffering will be thou suffering as thou will be subjected to posts equally as tedious and contemptible as this.
Alas dear friends (or enemies who choose to read), my mind can no longer bear this bard-like speech
I will end your suffering with the suggestion that you visit Master Randal of L’ennui Melodieux who is the true master
of bard and with whom I lusteth greatly.
My sicklied knee requires medication which will bring me to the heavens and fill my mind with colors and images to behold.
Oh the pleasure it brings!
I wisheth to share this ectasy with thou, but ’tis illegal to do so.
Until we meet again….
Nunly
April 20, 2009 at 11:47 am
Prithee I beseech thee…..eh nevermind.
You Vill Blog. Und like it!
April 20, 2009 at 12:37 pm
To blog, to scorn thy bottom with endless pounds of unsightly flesh
I should change my blog title to that! I did great, actually lost weight during the primary and up to early November. NOT NOW! I don’t know what happened. . . . anyway, I would like to just say,
KEEP THEM COMING and great work. Oh the time you must have put into this one! WOW.
April 20, 2009 at 12:43 pm
Uppity Woman–Oh, you do sound like Mother Superior! I vill blog…Oh yes, I vill!
pugetsoundislandgirl- Actually, it took me longer to paint that nuns habit on Shakespeare picture than it took to write the post. I’ve never been good at coloring.
April 20, 2009 at 12:46 pm
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man. … Wm. Shakespeare
Blog on, my friend, and tell it like it is!!! The blog world needs your voice.
DON’T GO AWAY AGAIN!!!
April 20, 2009 at 12:47 pm
Ok then this is settled. I will put away the ruler I was going to take to your hands.
April 20, 2009 at 12:58 pm
When Uppity says it’s settled, then it’s settled!
Blog, blog, blog! (and color too!)
April 20, 2009 at 12:58 pm
Ouch! A feeling I remember so well (after putting a tack on the chair of my 8th grade nun)…those Habits aren’t as thick as they look. Darned goody two-shoes snitch sitting next to me revealed my dirty deed.
April 20, 2009 at 3:17 pm
[...] Up Your Shakespeare Nunley: To blog, to scorn thy bottom with endless pounds of unsightly flesh As putting forth the script [...]
April 20, 2009 at 3:23 pm
Does this mean…
That you’re back?
April 20, 2009 at 4:02 pm
Bluelyon-
In the words of Othello….
“Chaos is come again. ”
Yes….only I won’t be able to put up a new post on a daily basis like I did before. The time that I was hoping to spend working in my garden and walking my dog is out of the question until my knee heals. I don’t think I want to go full time again…maybe four days a week. This way I can fulfill my destiny as a slacker.
April 20, 2009 at 4:26 pm
Okay, I feel really, really bad about your knee…but really, really glad for me.
April 20, 2009 at 7:39 pm
Yay! When bad things happen to good people(’s knees)…the rest of us reap the rewards. It doesn’t seem fair. But I’m just glad you’re back.
April 20, 2009 at 8:15 pm
Delighted you’re back.. and will stay once the knee has healed and the garden overrun by weeds. It amuses me to see young neighbors planting their little pots with a tomato or two every spring only to forget to water them a month later.
Amusing find of the day: Obama is the Manchurian Candidate of the financial masters.
April 20, 2009 at 9:20 pm
Shakespearean lingo confuses the hell out of me Mary Ellen … I’m not sure whether this post was a pro-Obama cryptographic message or some kind of quasi-porn site that specializes in strained knee fetishes. Please tell me that I have badly misunderstood this post. The drama is killing me.
April 20, 2009 at 9:29 pm
Simstone-
Believe me, there was nary a word of support for Obama in my post. There’s not enough pain medication in the world that would make me see Obama in a good light!
The knee thing….I’ve injured my knee and am currently out of commission, so, since gardening and other fun stuff is out of the question, I’m back to blogging to kill the boredom. I’m just going to cut my posts to three or four a week instead of a new post everyday. I’ll see how that goes and if I could keep anyone interested.
Hope to see you around.
April 20, 2009 at 9:36 pm
Border Explorer- Thanks, kiddo. Hope to see you come by from time to time. I’ve seem to have lost touch with so many people in such a short time.
Susan- I have so many things that need to be done in my garden this Spring. One such thing is to thin out and move a bunch of Hosta’s which are much too crowded. I have no idea what to do about the weeds…my husband hates to do that kind of stuff. He never was into the outdoor work, that was always my department.
I’m not sure about Obama being a Manchurian Candidate, but I’m sure not impressed with his “change” that he promised. I see nothing but a lot of the same old same old.
April 20, 2009 at 11:08 pm
Hi Mary Ellen,
I’m one of Uppity’s lot, a retired English teacher who had a fun romp through your post. Wishing you quick healing.
Remember, old English teachers never die, they just parse away.
April 20, 2009 at 11:14 pm
pugetsoundislandgirl,
You’re in good company. Star, one of the regulars at uppity woman’s blog, reported a few weeks ago that candy sales have gone way up since obama’s fauxnauguration. It doesn’t take Freud to figure out this one.
April 20, 2009 at 11:24 pm
Welcome Mary! I’m glad you found your way here and hope you stop by often. You may not always agree with what I write (and I’m sure you’ll find plenty of errors in my writing), but all in all I think you’ll like the small crowd who hangs out here.
April 21, 2009 at 1:40 am
Thanks ever so much for clarifying …
My extremely sensitive mind also thanks you.
BTW, you wouldn’t have any work needing to be done that would require using an ex-sniper would you? I need to get back to my roots and you seem to be a good starting place.
April 21, 2009 at 7:22 am
You’re welcome, simstone. No, I don’t have any need for a sniper. I have that “Thou Shalt Not Kill” thing in my contract with God. I don’t want to mess with the big guy.
April 21, 2009 at 7:57 am
You know, there’s a distinctly off-color joke in here regarding knees, but being the gentleman that I am, I shall refrain from such indecorous shenanigans.
Oh, I’ll be over later. There’s no way you could take all those meds yourself.
April 21, 2009 at 10:35 am
You know, there’s a distinctly off-color joke in here regarding knees, but being the gentleman that I am, I shall refrain from such indecorous shenanigans.
Off-color??? I know nothing of off-color jokes! I wear my innocence like a white dove on a blanket of snow. Ok…I know you don’t buy that one, I could barely type it.
Oops…need to throw some more Shakespeare in this comment….
Oh, I’ll be over later. There’s no way you could take all those meds yourself.
“You pay a great deal too dear for what’s given freely”.
It may not make sense, but in the words of okjimm…”It’z all I gotz!”
April 21, 2009 at 8:09 pm
#1 — YOU wouldn’t be doing any killing …
#2 — I was merely talking about pest control.
#3 — We have got to get on the same page soon so we can properly communicate.
April 22, 2009 at 9:35 pm
Hi Mary Ellen, this was a great Shakespearean ode! Welcome back, the blogging, it is addictive!
April 23, 2009 at 1:05 pm
Hi Mary Ellen, thought I’d go to some of your prior Shakespeare posts and am glad that I did. You’re very adept at this. Thank you.