Yeah, I canned him. Hey, in these New Hard Times when a nickel ain’t worth a dime, you’ve got to make some Hard Choices. That’s why they call it Hard Times, because times and choices are hard. So I had to let my writer go.
Well, it didn’t take Jinks long to strike out on his own. Seems he’s got a new blog….
Mr. Jinks, The Typewriting Chimp
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I’m sure you’ve heard the theory that if you were to put a million monkeys in a room with a million typewriters eventually they would string together “Hamlet.” Well, this blog’s author got his start in just such a room. Today, he’s one of the foremost simian authors on the literary scene.
Mr. Jinks has written for the theater, including a musical adaptation of “Orpheus” that ran for several weekends at the famous Asbestos Playhouse in Tapioca Park, California. Most recently he was unceremoniously discharged from his position as head writer on “Philbertosophy,” a blog fronted by a Northern California hack cartoonist.
“I’m No Monkey!” One Chimp’s Battle for Respect
My name is Jinks and I’m no monkey. I’m a chimp. I’m also a writer. I write twice as good as most humans (I call those pink geeks ‘smoothies’) because I can type with my feet. Stephen King is the only other primate capable of writing four books at once, but he can’t climb a tree to save his rich, fat ass.
Some of you may have seen my work on a blog called “Philbertosophy” and on “Food for Thought: A News Café”. I’m the one responsible for the funny parts. Hell, I’m the one responsible for the coherent parts. I may be a chimp, but I ain’t no simp.
I hope you smoothies out there will bookmark this blog and check back often. I promise it’ll fling the crap outta “Philbertosophy.” Then again, even a monkey could out-write that hack.
Philbert’s Notes: Mr. J was always wound a little tight, I think he just needs to sleep off the Banana Daiquiris. You know, I never said the guy couldn’t write, for a monkey pounding away on a keyboard while screeching he does pretty good, I just said I couldn’t pay him. Hard Times and all.
Maybe you’ll see his stuff here under my byline once in a while, I’m too lazy to write stuff here most of the time anyway… as long as he doesn’t find out and start going on about a check. Damn monkeys.
