The Illiad

It varies among its many translations and my memory is fuzzy, but I'm pretty sure that the first line to The Illiad goes a little something like this:

"Speak to me, O Muse, of the anger of Peleus' son."

Not a bad way to start the greatest hate story ever told.

This bit of trivia is brought to you in part because of my coworker Matt, who went with me to lunch an hour early today since, as he put it, he needed "to get the fuck up out this bitch" because of some technical issues with which he was wrestling.

Not quite as poetic, I'm afriad.