“The Chaucerian Handbook” page 31 states:
Foot: 10-20 miles
Horse: 20-40 (50 if on a hurry).
Horse (post rider switching horses): 100 miles
Ship: 75-100 (uses wind, sailing 24 hours).
This is based on circa 1342-1400 travel. Note that roads are terrible in this time period.
It’s been exactly one year today since I’ve seen a shark in Florida waters. (Last time I went surfing with my brother, too.)
A lot has happened in the last year…
I’ve met a wonderful girl, and have been seeing her steadily for nearly a year. (Folks who read my journal know this pretty well by now.)
It’s getting harder to see my brother, regularly, now that he works Sundays. (He doesn’t seem to want to get together often, either… guilty for my treating him all the time. Heck, I’m happy to share a popsicle in the park with him, as long as we can get together.)
My mom’s called to let me know she’s back from her trip to Brazil (She’s been there since I moved to this apartment…a whole season.) I have to ring her back with my new address, and a time for she, Derek and myself to get together for lunch.
I’m feeling a need to take tomorrow off from work. I wanted to skip Friday, but was needed too much. If I can pull it off, I will.
hardscrabble HARD-skrab-uhl, adjective:
1. Yielding a bare or meager living with great labor or difficulty.
2. Marked by poverty.
Hardscrabble is formed from hard (from Old English heard) + scrabble (from Dutch schrabbelen, “to scratch”).
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It’s 12:15. My baby is in bed, asleep, and I’m making rice crispie treats, watching walken on SNL.
In the words of a great bean…
What’shisname whatsherface purple monkey dishwasher.
That says it all.
A year ago today –Rant on Consensual crime rights/ gay Marriage/ ultrababy X
Taking a cue from
Ahhh! Nothing says accomplishment more than having all the bills paid, groceries gathered, the house clean, and a happy orange cat in your lap as you read a good book, and watch Aliens (Alien II) on FX.
Life. Is. Good.
I have a bag of switches
[update 5:35] – I am now playing Aliens vs Predator. Hearing a space marine screaming “Game over, man! Game over!” Time to go on a bughunt.
If I Were
If I were a poet,
I would write a sonnet.
It would say “I love you.”
Your name would be upon it.
If I were a farmer,
I’d give you a bunny.
If I had a beehive,
You would get free honey.
Fa la la (many times)
If I were a baker,
You could have a cruller
If I were a painter,
Choose your favorite color.
If I had some diamonds,
I’d give you a few,
Anything to show you
How much I love you.
Fa la la (many times)
Did you guess my secret?
I am not a poet.
Couldn’t write a sonnet,
And I think you know it.
I am not a farmer,
Can’t give you a bunny.
I don’t have a beehive,
Sorry ’bout the honey.
Fa la la (many times)
I am not a baker,
Don’t know bread from batter.
And I am not a painter,
And it doesn’t matter.
I don’t need a present,
All I have to do
Is look at you to show you
How much I love you.
Fa la la (many times)
I love you, sweetheart…
Back in 1997, there was an exorcism perfromed on Mother Teresa.
http://www.salon.com/mwt/wire/2001/09/05/mother_theresa/index.html
Perhaps she was possessed by some demon whose obsession was with healing the sick?
Some of the stuff in the article about the process of becoming a saint makes me think about the saints that didn’t exist or have been removed from Orthodox Catholicism. This has always been one of those things that fascinates me (having been raised Catholic), like Pope Joan. Surely there’s something about just creating saints wholesale, or taking heathen gods and making them saints. check out http://www.magma.ca/~artlois/pages/bogus.html for some background, then look at the rest of the site for some paintings that might also be story seeds (see the section on people pointing guns at their reflections, which I could make a few stories out of).
how to become a saint – http://www.howstuffworks.com/question619.htm
The Pope is planning on naming a patron saint of Internet users and computer programmers. Several saints are being considered, but the lead candidate is St. Isidore of Seville, who is credited with writing the world’s first encyclopedia… I’d have thought St. Gerome (the Patron saint of libraries, and a hermit. 🙂 ) would be more appropriate.
by the way, the Patron Saint of Journalists (LJ?) is St. Francis de Sales – http://saints.catholic.org/saints/francisdesales.html
My title is now….
Headmaster of Precast Concrete Solutions and Cheesy Comestible-like Things,
Padishah of Kicking Oprah’s Ass and Wee Ceramic Kittens,
Khan of Rhinoceroseseses
Bishop of Triangle Theorems,
Earl of Smurfs,
Deacon of Thick Candy Shells,
The Great Winged Goat Person of The Left Side of Latter Day Saints,
Scrum-Diddly Paladin of The Flobee Hair Suction System, Scott “Band-Aid” O’Bear, the Fourty-Second
get yours here… thanks
I wonder how many folks thought I would break my streak of posting today?
Probably nobody. 🙂
I trimmed my list. (And sent off appropriate notes to those that I felt obliged to remove, for one reason or another.) It’s sad, because I really liked those folks, but *TIME AND TIME AGAIN* there’s involvement with a LJ drama. That seems counterproductive. This whole “you’re friends with X, so you can’t be friends with Y” nonsense is right out of grade 2. So, forget it. I’m sure I’ll be adding some back later (If they’ll have me). but for now, I’m just not dealing with it. Lakme pulled that silly stuff with folks I liked reading last time around. I still sometimes wonder if she ever confessed in her journal to her colossal mistake, and character assassination. I figure the current hot air will stop blowing in a few days…. but it seems its the same group of people every time. I wonder if a more permanent decision isn’t more reasonable. A shame so many of them are so likeable. A couple of rotten apples wreck the party for everyone…(If I’m allowed to mix cliche & metaphor… it’s my journal. I’ll say yeah.)
Geez … I don’t like finding even one hair on the soap.
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Karate is a form of martial arts in which people who have had years and years of training can, using only their hands and feet, make some of the worst movies in the history of the world.
-Dave Barry
*laughs
oh, the IMDB mentions folks atthe mystery men hiring party – any others?
Powerwoman, Powerwoman, Supervacman, Reverse Psychologist, Mr. Pups, Waffler, Mailman, Pencilhead, Son of Pencilhead, Little Miss Vengeance, Squeegeeman, Maintainer, The Artiste, Big Billy Hill Billy, PMS Avenger, Radio Man, Gorilla, Evil Devil Woman, Globalman, Gardener, Bullfighter, Stilt Man, Fisherman, Thirstyman