I Simply Must Quit

…working in the hunched over, Quasimodo-style that I do.

It’s bad. Really bad.

I wasted most of today. Could barely move.

I am more than a little tired of my body crapping out on me.

There’s only one thing for it: I must design and create a big-ass robot that I can sit inside, practicing perfect posture while I toggle levers and push little buttons that will make the robot assume the scootch-up position so necessary for exorcising creative endeavors. Art will get made, but Jody will not hurt. Problem solved.

I will be Ironman.

(not Black Sabbath – more like The Cardigans’ cover version)

2 Responses to “I Simply Must Quit”

  1. jody says:

    Heh heh (snort)


    The double Quasi results in a canceling out of said Quasies, demoting me to merely a “modo”.

  2. Jason says:

    It suddenly occurred to me, if you are only partly hunched-over, would that make you a quasi-Quasimodo? Ah-ha, ha HA ha-ha, hee hee. Chortle.