Cisco class is beating me up pretty badly. It isn't a matter of difficulty, it's a matter of finding time to do the reading and still having enough life left over to maintain my already marginal sanity.
From the Dredge. While we are at it, let us remember that Ol' George was the first person ever referred to as, "Mad, bad, and dangerous to know."
(From 2015): It's Byron's birthday. That is, George Gordon, Lord Byron, libertine, poet, romantic, and god-father of Frankenstein.
There's a bit of his poetry that I first encountered in the film, "Breaker Morant" many years ago, and subsequently tracked down on the internet. I went looking for it again today, and stumbled across some discussion by a bunch of empty-headed lit students (and I really wonder if there is any other kind) arguing about the meaning of the poem WITHOUT taking into account the biographical information, which means that they didn't realize that the poem is deliberately paradoxical and self-deprecating. Byron was utterly aware of the absurdity of the Glory Road, and yet he chose to walk it anyway, and died thereby. Ah, well. The poem stands, in context or out of it. (Yes, the scansion is a bit off, and I could fix it easily, but I restrain myself. With effort.)
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home,
Let him combat for that of his neighbors;
Let him think of the glories of Greece and Rome,
And get knocked on his head for his labors.
To do good to mankind is the chivalrous plan,
And is always nobly requited;
Then battle for freedom wherever you can,
And, if not shot or hanged, you’ll get knighted.
Dredged from 2014:
And where is the hidden camera?
Co-worker, who I assumed to be in his mid-40s: Getting old sucks.
Me: Tell me about it. I'm further down the road than you are.
Him: I doubt that. You're what, 42 or 43?
Him: OK, that's five years older than I am.
The conversation continued. I swallowed my amusement that he had given me credit for 15 years that I had already lived (and they were NOT easy years) and went on my way.
This pretty much NEVER happens, to me...
Tons of studying to do today and tomorrow. Hephastia woke up from her habitual stupor, threw a story at me, and would not leave me alone until I wrote it. So I took an hour or so that I didn't have, and wrote the thing. It's a weird kind of humorous grimdark, and needs a trigger warning before I can set it loose, and I don't have time to write THAT, and Faye has lost consciousness. So it is going to sit until at least my next study break. But... STORY. Kind of cool.
Dredged from 2014:
Doggerel for a cold winter's day (delivered in a Russian accent):
Oh give me a home, where the walruses roam,
And the skies are all cloudy and gray;
Where vodka is key
To long term sanity,
And you get stinking drunk every day.
(Composed in about five minutes while carrrying on a conversation AND driving...)
Dredged from 2015:
Dementia: Didn't somebody say, "Never ascribe to malice what can be adequately attributed to stupidity?"
Hyena: Yeah, fellow named Paul Haynie, 35 or 40 years ago. And a few times since then.
Dementia: Oh. HIM.
Another death; the wheel continues to turn. This time it was Therese, my brother Pete's mother in law. That sounds like a tenuous connection, and it is, but there have been a LOT of family gatherings over the course of more than 30 years, more than enough to know that she was a warm and wonderful person who loved her family and loved life. The killer in this case was ALS. The world is diminished by her passing.
Dredged from 2016:
"The mome rath is born that could outgrabe ME..." ---Dementia
(Happy birthday, Chuck.)
Melted down in class during a lab today. My brain just kind of got up and took a walk, leaving the rest of me to gibber and whimper try very hard to pretend that the course work that made perfect sense before lunch had not been magically translated into Swahili. It was a LONG afternoon.
Gods, I hate being crazy.
Watching recorded TV, "Grimm". The characters came across an illustration of the monster of the week in their compendium of monsters of the week.
Dementia: Isn't that...?
Hyena: Kronos by William Blake? Yes. It has an extra arm and an extra eye, but yes, absolutely.
It's just that kind of household...
Dredged from 2013:
A riddle: A man wrote 24 novels featuring the same main character. Over time, all of the following actors have played that character, though in all cases buy one, the character's name was changed to something other than what it was in the books. What is the character's name? The actors: Lee Marvin, Jim Brown, Robert Duvall, Peter Coyote, Mel Gibson, and Jason Statham.
Added by the gallery: It has been pointed out that Anna Karina (in "Made in USA") and one other actress (who will blow the question out of the water) also played variations on the character.
Life in my household:
Hyena: Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be married to a sane woman, and then I realize that I had the chance, once, and ran screaming into the night.
The world is covered
With celestial dandruff.
I really hate snow...