Death! Death! Death!

I got this quiz from kikibug13, To which race of Middle Earth do you belong? I didn't quite get the result I expected. I was angling for Gondorian. This would be second best - and they quote my favourite passage of Tolkieneque Anglo-Saxon poetry.( Read more... )

This gets me thinking of The Wanderer, which is my favourite bit of Anglo-Saxon poetry, and the only one I have memorized in the original (in part) from an old Caedmon record that was in the public library when I was a teen:

Hwær cwom mearg? Hwær cwom mago?
Hwær cwom maþþumgyfa?
Hwær cwom symbla gesetu?

( I had a translation... )

Yeah, I guess the Rohirrim might be the right place for me. Even if I was sort of dreaming of a Gondorian library of leather-bound books, with Romanesque arches overlooking a splendid vista...

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Byron, bunnies and racism...

A neat thing just happened. The costume designer at the theatre just walked into my office and handed me a book. "Thought you might like this," she said. "It's yours, I don't want it back." It's Lord Byron's Novel: The Evening Land by John Crowley. She's right, the title intrigues me.

I love it when people think of me with random books.

And speaking of random books, I did the book quiz linked by omnivorously and kikibug13: What Book are You?

My answer is ridiculous. ( Read more... )

Allow me to roll my eyes in skepticism. Unhappy with this result, I did it again and was much happier. Let's just forget the bunnies, shall we?

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Given the above, this strip seems particularly apropriate.

The Vatican...

From today's news items on CBC: The Vatican issued a document Tuesday restating its belief that the Roman Catholic Church is the only true church of Jesus Christ.

It may be news, but surely it isn't surprising news to anyone? What else can they say?

I'm happier with the idea that they'll be using Latin again.

Fish from above...

I was walking home today along Col. By Drive, and I'd just passed the corner of Concord and Echo, when a fish fell out of the sky and landed in the road beside me with such a loud WHAP that it made me jump.

I looked around, but there were no cars anyone could have thrown it from. None of the condos were close enough to the street for anyone to have thrown it from a window. And it had come straight down from above - with nothing above me except sky.

Before I could start considering strange Fortean phenomena, a gull started to squawk hysterically above me and I realized what must had happened. This gull must have been lucky enough to nab a fish from the canal for supper. Flying off in triumph, it accidentally dropped it, splat, onto the street beside me.

Don't you hate it when that happens?

Worse for the dead fish than the hungry bird, I guess.