My Personals Ad Redux

You know, I been thinkin'...

Yes, I know that sentence is not grammatically correct.  I was typing in vernacular.

Anyway, I've been thinking.

I've decided that if I ever get married again, I want my ceremony conducted in either Klingon, Sindarin, or The Black Speech Of Mordor.

I've gotten some objections to including The Black Speech of Mordor.  No, you should have it in Klingon or Sindarin (which is an Elvish dialect, by the way).


(Also by the way, I woke up in a blind panic one morning because I couldn't remember then name of the other Elvish dialect.  It's Quenya.)

Most of my friends are strongly supportive of having the ceremony in Sindarin, but I disagree.  Sindarin is for starry eyed dreamers who still think the world is a magical place, and marriage is sweetness and light.

I have no such illusions.  I think in my case, The Black Speech of Mordor is entirely appropriate. 

Anyway, with that in mind, I decided to tweak my personals add just a bit. Keep in mind, it's still a work in progress.

Sherlocked Browncoated Whovian Trekkie Hobbit seeks mad man in a blue box for daring adventures in time, space, and Middle Earth.

Hobbies include reading, knitting, randomly quoting poetry at inappropriate times, attempting to bring archaic words back into the current vernacular, memorizing weird stuff, and running in slow motion while singing the theme to Chariots of Fire.

Must be self sufficient, have bigger on the inside technology, and a gun named Vera.

No Potterheads, please, unless you have a sailboat.  

Um, yeah, I won't have to clean out my closet just yet.