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I wonder how much of the “oh, those pathetic college students, wanting to be sheltered” is accurate, and how much of it might just be trickery – like the Samoans who pulled Margaret Mead’s leg about their culture. I’m sure … Continue reading
Finding trickster goddesses is becoming an interesting investigation. I am going back and forth about including Eris, she’s more of an agent of chaos and discord. I’m leaning toward including her, she does use trickery and like to stir up … Continue reading
Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare To digg the dust encloased heare Blese be the man that spares these stones And curst be he that moves my bones Shakespeare’s epitaph O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven … Continue reading
I know it’s about a year old, but I spend a happy 20 minutes flipping channels through Bob D’s interactive “Like A Rolling Stone” again. Hey, maybe you should, too.
From the short story The Only Tricks We Know over at Joyland. “This goddamn curse wasn’t gradual, I said. It came out of nowhere. Like happy thirteenth birthday, you’ve hit puberty so now you get to be a freak.”
Atlas Obscura has a great set of photos of skeletons in reliefs, sculptures and on tombs. Go check it out.
Here’s a long essay on memoirs from the wives and girlfriends of Rock Stars. My favorite is Pammy’s I’m With The Band. I enjoyed it so much when it came out. After reading the article, I’m interested in Pattie Boyd’s … Continue reading
I spent a couple of hours in the living room reading Ulysses, waiting for anyone to show up for the Open House. Just a couple of realtor friends of our realtor. It was good to be forced to sit and … Continue reading
I’m listening to Mr. Hendrix and reading Mr. Marvell. It was an odd, satisfying day: I had a programming assignment in the Big Data Analysis class I’m taking and it took a while to intuit what the professor was looking … Continue reading