Posts Tagged ‘things new to me’

Aside: Talking To God

Friday, November 14th, 2008

So, if someone told me I would enjoy reading a short fiction piece entitled Talking To God, I would be skeptical. If they told me it was found on a site entitled “The Ragged Trousered Philosopher“, I might be more inclined to believe them. And I would have been right to do so. Good piece. [...]

A short break from politics

Thursday, October 16th, 2008

And now, a few observations about things completely unrelated to either North American election:

That Wisdom book showed up today. Totally worth the money. It’s been a long time since I bought a “coffee table book”, but if I had a coffee table I’d be proud to leave this out on it.
You know where I’m find [...]

Things I Did Not Know Last Month

Tuesday, August 26th, 2008

The reason I didn’t know what a rowan tree looks like is, apparently, that I’ve always seen them labelled as either “European Mountain Ash” or “Dogberry” trees. So, rather than being some esoteric European tree, they’re all over the place. This will make my offensive against the malevolent beings much simpler.
The oldest joke in the [...]

What You Get For Being A Grownup

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

I am the world’s worst homeowner. I never seem to get around to doing the routine maintenance that owning a home entails. Some of this I can get away with because I will pay someone else to do it, and some of it is covered by my awesome wife–for instance, all my neighbours think I [...]

Cursing Music

Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

On my recent drive back to Canada, among the many other good things that happened, I had a chance to be reminded why I love Etta James singing Damn Your Eyes so much.
Here, you have a listen, and it should be obvious why that is:

As I was listening to it, I got to thinking that [...]

Now that’s an old school poem

Monday, May 26th, 2008

Here, underneath this little stone,
Lies Robert, Earl of Huntingdon.
No archer was as he so good,
And people called him Robin Hood.
Such outlaws as he and his men,
Will England never see again.
That’s my best shot at updating what may well be Robin Hood’s epitaph to modern English.
I love the Internet age because I have [...]