I’m staying up late to help adjust my sleep schedule towards Vienna time. Instead of doing useful work (which would require a lot of typing, and might disturb Emery, who is asleep), I am studying Klingon out in the lounge.
As if that weren’t geeky enough, I have to raise the geekery to levels that would be lethal to any normal human. Unless you think you can handle it, don’t look behind the cut…
For my own twisted amusement, I have crossed two fictional universes in a way that just shouldn’t be. I give you…
The One Ring Poem in Klingon!!!
chal bIngDaq puqpu’ wa’DIch che’wI’pu’vaD wej Qebmey
vaSmeychajDaq nagh runwI’pu’ joHpu’vaD Soch Qebmey
HeghmeH ‘Ighlu’pu’ Humanpu’vaD jubbe’ Hut Qebmey
QuS’a’DajDaq Hurgh joHvaD Hurghqu’ wa’ Qeb’a’
puHDaq mo’Dor QottaHbogh Qibmey
Hoch che’meH wa’ Qeb’a’
tu’meH wa’ Qeb’a’
Hoch qemmeH wa’ Qeb’a’
‘ej HurghghachDaq tay’choH
puHDaq mo’Dor QottaHbogh Qibmey
If you still are capable of speech, you are probably asking yourself “Why? Why did I read this?”. After that, you’ll probably want to ask me “Why? Why did you create this?”.
The answer is simple: it was fun :o).
Nurd Up!