Cartoons, cartoons, cartoons.... John Crowther's Cartoon Odyssey

I think of it as The Fool's Journey. I've been asked who the "fool" is. It's me, but in the classical sense of the court jester. Only the fool was allowed to tell the king of his follies. All cartoons are available as prints or originals, framed or unframed, through my website or e-mail. For mugs, t-shirts, and other products visit my gift shop at www.zazzle.com/jcrowtherart* (be sure to include the *).

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Texting Not Spoken Here

I don't text. As far as I'm concerned text is a noun, nothing but a noun, and will never in my world become a verb. I have a cell phone -- in fact I've given up my landline and only have a cell phone -- but it's not a computer, a TV, or a camera, it's just a phone. When someone calls me it rings like a telephone. It doesn't play Battle Hymn of the Republic, the theme from Jaws, or Fur Elise, and it doesn't vibrate. More often that not I don't even take it with me when I go out. Texting to me is like a foreign language that I'll never understand or attempt to understand. Actually it's more like pig latin, the ultimate in geekery. Ixnay onyay ityay.

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