A Year in the Life
of a Czech Plush Monkey. |
This week's Monkeying
around. |
Opice not Opus Allow me to clarify... While the webmaster has the floor, he'd like to clear up some confusion overheard: Monkey's name is not "Opus." Opice and Opus
share many attributes; but they are very different non-beings. |
Berkeley Breathed autograph
& original artwork |
"What? You can't pronounce my name?" |
1 of these things is not like the other. |
"Hey! Ape / Penguin, hello!?" |
Opice = OH-pits-zeh | Opus = OH-pus (sorry about that 2nd sylable) |
Opice is Czech meaning "monkey" and worse. | Opus is Latin meaning "work," which is bad enough. |
Opice is arboreal, but prefers the tv couch. | Opus is aquatic, but prefers the Sunday papers. |
Opice only speaks thru his webmaster (a.k.a. slave). | Opus speaks for himself and his slave (a.k.a. panelmaster). |
Opice has never had a nose-job. | Opus has had both a nose job and unjob renose... job. |
Opice has no self-esteem issues unless you count megalomania. | Opus thought finding his mother would solve his problems (note past tense). |
Both are
flightless, unpredictable, obsessive, caracatures who love classic Star
Trek tv and that boffo new film Secondhand
Lions. |
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Neither
are anatomically or politically correct, nor show any visible means of
support. Yet one might say they are userer friendly. |
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Opus has never heard of Monkey. | Monkey has Opus's complete opus of literary opuses. |
Opus is loved and appreciated by millions of readers worldwide. | Monkey is appreciated and loved by tens of world-wide-web surfers. |
Opus has been known to wear a fruit covered hat. | Monkey is known to have fruit (and Carmen Miranda tendancies). |
Opus travels at warp zillion speed. | Monkey once hitched a ride on a wheelchair. |
Opus lives in a world populated by basselopes and uppity roaches. | Monkey lives in a world of lowly roachmotels (but at least they have cable). |
They regularly
defy their caregivers and go off on wild adventures at the drop of a (fruit
covered) hat. |
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Each costs
his chronicler hours of journalistic work recording their sudden, rapturous
exploits. |
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One has
attitude; the other neuroses, but it's a constant game of "you're
it!" as to which has what. |