Sunday, November 13, 2005

Are we not drawn onwards, we Jews, drawn onward to new era?

I'm in DC again, which means more palindromic madness.

When we haven't been in the independent minyan scene or at poetry slams, we've been staring at for hours on end.

Doctor Reubenstein was shocked and dismayed when he answered the ringing telephone, only to hear a strange, metallic, alien voice say, "Yasec iovn eilacilla temeg! Nartsa raehoty lnoenoh pelet gnig, nirehtde rewsnaehn ehw. Deya! Msid! Dnadek cohssaw nietsne buerro, tcod?

Also, this Lewis Carroll thing is amazing.

EMM and NAF (who bit a Tibetan dog) are hard at work coming up with anagrams for "Ok[ay], starting with hamelech. No, wait!" (It's too big for the Internet Anagram Server.) So far they have:
  • "Oy, I hate walking to Mars." "Watch it, eh?"
  • What low hitmen are stitching oak!
  • The worm was lacking hate. I hit a toy.
  • Attacking whom? They? I so hate war.

1 comment:

  1. snooze alarms = Alas! No more z's

    (sorry I missed you this morning, hope the trip back went smoothly! come visit DC again soon, where ...)

    We nap and nap and nap anew.