Loved this bit from Matt Roush's mini-review of the new ABC version of Ten Commandments, airing on Sunday:

This new version violates the primary commandment of epic filmmaking, biblical or otherwise: Thou shalt not bore.

Good thing is that they're still showing the Chuck Heston version on Easter Sunday--family tradition demands that I tune in to watch at least part of it.

shrift, your stories about your (soon to be former) cow-orkers reminded me of when I left my last job. Someone came in with a project and after dancing around the subject for a while (it hadn't been public announced), I said "I'm leaving". Her response was that if I was going on vacation, did I want to start the project before I left or wait until I came back. When I repeated that I was leaving, she kind of furrowed her brown and looked confused. After several repetitions, I had to spell it out and explain that I had quit and was taking another job with another group.

So why did none of you tell me about Google in Klingon?

I heard somewhere that in California the mental health agencies have had to have Klingon translators on call, if not on staff, because of the number of people who turn up believing they're Klingons and can't speak English (or any other terrestrial language).

OMG.

Snopes says:

The original article stated plainly that "in reality, no patient has yet tried to communicate in Klingon," and noted that the county health department wasn't actually spending any money to hire Klingon interpreters but simply adding Klingon to a list of languages for which interpreters might be needed someday.

bah! one again reality overcomes the fun of fiction!

I almost want to learn Klingon, just so I can read the porn....

I found an online Klingon translator: [link]

Sorry there is no translation in our database for Fuck me hard..

Sorry there is no translation in our database for The penguins have escaped..

Bah. What's the point?

Klingon is obviously not a natter-friendly language: is there Klingon for Pandas? Ponies? Pirates?