Wednesday, August 08, 2007
A little something weird. A little something strange. A little something out of date.
My work bought me a typewriter.
That's right. You heard me right. A fucking typewriter.
Apparently someone was annoyed that I was on the internet all day reading blogs when they had to manually type something so, as I have mentioned before, I got a typewriter.
The last time I typed on an actual typewriter was probably when I was 10 years old and my Mom had this gray metal one that she tried to get me to do typing tests on. I would type:
ff jj kk ll ;; dd ss aa fj kl ;d sa fuck you mother fucker i cant do this im only 10
And of course it would be without looking. Because if you looked you were a "pecker". Not a penis-pecker but a "pecker" because you used two fingers to type everything. Now that I'm older I see that the "pecker" can type as fast or faster than I can. Pretty fucking amazing actually. So I'm left with the question... Do you think it was necessary to learn the 10 finger typing ritual, or would we be better off pecking? With all the text messaging and shit I kinda wish I was a "pecker"...
Who's with me on saying "pecker" a lot??????
So, back to my story.... I got a typewriter at work and I was so inspired by the clicks and return button, I wrote this. Which is just the picture at the top but larger so you can read it. And believe me... It's worth it. Especially for a blogger... You could learn a lot from a 10 fingered typer like me who feels the power of beyond to write the shortest book ever written. (And exactly why am I not in the Guinness Book of World Records???)
Where's my fucking brandy? (Cherry flavored brandy with suffice, thank you.)
Erica Putis novelist extrordinare