Bob likes reading mythology, old and new, and even makes up some of his own. One of the classic old standbys, of course, is the hero in the Odyssey. Here’s my crib note version based on what’s left of my memory from required reading in high school and watching some old Hollywood interpretation on TV:
Odysseus has been away from the home castle for quite a long stretch; I can’t remember why, but “the rosy fingers of dawn” is mentioned several times. That, plus the fact that he and his very macho comrades go through all kinds of fantastic adventures with all kinds of out of this world creatures (today, I believe they are referred to as “meta-humans” in the Comicon universe). Continue reading “God of the bathrooms”
Here in the Midwest, we live with tornadoes. It’s just a way of life; you kind of get used to it, but it’s best not to get TOO used to it, if you get my drift.
One thing we don’t get much of is another kind of “drift”, an earthquake. Evidently, I’ve been in one without knowing it. My husband said the test tubes in his lab rattled, but I sure wasn’t privy to anything. Our family out in California, however, understands this geological phenomenon somewhat more up close and personal. There’s just something about being woken up with your bed bouncing around that Continue reading “There’s a whole lotta shakin’ going on!”
I’m not a true musician, but I dabble around in a few things. I sort of remember a some notes and symbols from the treble cleft, thanks to my parents’ marvelous attempts to musically educate their young daughter. So when it came time for our oldest child to enter 5th grade, I informed her that it wasn’t a matter of whether or not she would be in the band, but simply which instrument would she like to play.
In other words, at least some exposure to Continue reading “Name that tune”