This may be the wittiest and most original parody I’ve seen on the internet since the Angry Alien web site. A co-worker told me about this one last Thursday, and I’ve been reading Geoffrey Chaucer’s blog since then trying to get caught up. I am so impressed by the modern Geoffrey’s ability to sound just like the first one and still be readable to someone who hasn’t looked at Middle English in about two years.
When I checked out Chaucer’s Rotulus bloggorum, I was surprised to discover that there is apparently a whole community of people who are blogging away in resurrected Middle English.
(Sorry about my vocabulary. I’ve been having a Pride & Prejudice weekend. I’ve watched the newest one three times now, and watched the first half of the A&E miniseries last night after it cae from Netflix. If you’ve watched the newest one at all, doesn’t it seem like one of the writers screwed up and channeled a Brontë while writing the script? Honestly, with all that brooding and walking around in the rain all the time, I was surprised that no one caught pneumonia and that Heathcliff didn’t show up.)