Bobby!

Time stamped

Just Because

Found at Domine, da mihi hanc aquam!

I mean, how could one not post it?

Strider! Hermeneutic of Rupture! LOL!

Then Aragorn entered first and the others followed. And there at the door were two guards in the livery of the Citadel; one tall, but the other scarce the height of a boy; and when he saw them he cried aloud in surprise and joy.

'Strider! How splendid! Do you know, I guessed it was you in the black ships. But they were all shouting corsairs and wouldn't listen to me. How did you do it?'

Aragorn laughed, and took the hobbit by the hand. 'Well met indeed!' He said. 'But there is not time yet for travellers' tales.'

But Imrahil said to Eomer: 'Is it thus that we speak to our kings? Yet maybe he will wear his crown in some other name!'

And Aragorn, hearing him, turned and said: 'Verily, for in the high tongue of old I am Elessar, the Elfstone, and the Renewer:' and he lifted from his breast the green stone that lay there. 'But Strider shall be the name of my house, if that be ever established. In the high tongue it will not sound so ill, and Telcontar I will be and all the heirs of my body.'

--The Return of the King: Book V: Chapter 8 - The Houses of Healing


The fake humble Aragorn referring to himself in mere ranger fashion...sheesh, when is he going to refer to himself as Elassar, the Elfstone, and stop it with this damn banalized simplified ranger Strider Telcontar business. Some king that Tolkien envisioned! Bah!

Beard Comments

"Paul Bunyan." --Male


"It's looking wicked." --Male


"That beard is gorgeous." --Male


"That beard is looking fantastic." --Male


"You look like that guy, you know on that football commercial?" --Male (priest)


"You look wild." --Male (priest)


"Wook at dat big haywee guy." --Male (little kid to his older brother)


"Man, that is one hell of a beard." --Male (Passerby. I think he was stoned.)


"You're more than trying it. I would say you're going all Jewish or all Amish!" --Male


"You've exceeded St. Paul's." --Male


"Remember to keep the food out of it!" --Male


"You look like a priest." --Female


"That's quite the beard." --Female (Scottish)


"What's with all this?" --Female


"Paul...Paul...get real!" --Female (Italian)


"Ugh! That feels so weird!" --Female (sister, upon being hugged)


"You look like St. Francis de Sales." --Female

Yawn quote for the year

For the anniversary of Copernicus's birthday some charming person left this comment (now deleted) at one of my music posts in which I posted Gorecki's The Copernican:

"Copernicus is great example of how religion opposed science and progress. Religelous [sic] lords were happy propagating their fairy tales, keeping people in dark and controlling them by indoctrinating fear of imaginary sky daddy in people. It was great people like copernicus, [sic] Galileo, Newton who paved the way for science and progress of humanity. But no one remembers scientists but will pray some fake god men/profits or will die for cinema stars. Humans enjoy benefits of science but never recognise [sic] its true worth______"

Anyone wishing to answer that statement in the comment box is more than welcome.



But if you're up for something else, then listen to Gorecki's awesome 2nd symphony, The Copernican:



 


 


 


 

Bwahahahahahahaha!!!

Golden Oldie VIII

Golden Oldie IV

"Prescott in his "History of Peru" tells us that gold was found so plentiful by Pizarro that it fell in value to an enormous extent. The natives did not use it for money as their trading was all by barter, article for article. One of the Spanish soldiers traded a hatchet for his two handfuls of gold and the native ran away for fear the man would want to trade back.

Says Prescott: "A quire of paper was sold for ten pesos-de-oro, eleven dollars and sixty-seven cents of our money. Therefore, the quire of paper exchanged for $116.70 in gold, reckoned in our money of today.

A bottle of wine was sold for sixty pesos-de-oro, a sword for fifty, a cloak for a hundred and sometimes more, a pair of shoes for forty, a good horse for seventy-five hundred."

Figuring in our money it would look so:

A bottle of wine $ 700.20

A sword 466.80

A cloak 167.00

A horse 29,175.00

A pair of shoes 350.10

All payable in gold and silver."

--Fabius Melton Butler, Lincoln Money Martyred, 1935

Thanks Jim Unger

for the many, many laughs...

 

 

 

 

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You have to take housing the toad seriously

Just Because

From The Diaries of Evelyn Waugh

Saturday 31 January 1931

Seminary. Dutch Father Superior, fine beard. Good woodwork by brother. Two-storeyed concrete building on site of first mission. Eight years' training to be priests. Three ordained. Laboratory with anatomical models, telegraph apparatus, etc.

Tabora school. Huge two-storeyed concrete building. Arcaded outbuildings for native teachers, old buildings, farm, etc. Bad soil. One class typing. Boys wore uniforms of khaki caps, vests and shorts. Band drilled by KAR sergeant-major.

Saturday morning school court. Honour boards with one boy a year's name. Dais. Carved shield-back chairs. We sat on dais with prefects, school on floor. Prefect of week shouts out 'Shari' (case). Three urchins called out accused of smoking. No defence. Laid on floor, held down, and given two strokes each with cane by sergeant who salutes after beating. Loud cries in most cases. A larger boy accused of refusing to plough field. Said he didn't hear order. Witnesses called. Prefects discuss case and sentence him four strokes. An announcement made that epidemic of mumps in town over. Then we go out.

Went to Indian cinema with commercial traveller. Old Charlie in transition stage Keystone - Goldrush. Polishes his nails before meals. Food stolen. Eats grass with salt and pepper and delicacy, rinses fingers. In the end handsome lover turns up and Charlie goes off. Followed Indian film; fairy story; very ornamental. Beautiful girl greeted with shouts (no women in building) and is led from her bed to precipice and thrown over. 'That is her dream.'* Supposedly beautiful youth gazes at her. 'He wants to take her into the bushes.' Later elephant with drunken attendant. 'That is an elephant.' Elephant escapes, wicked robber attempts entrap heroine. Her father dies saying he has never kept promise to irrigate desert, etc.

*Comment(s) by Waugh's Indian companion

Grub Grub

For the record, I completely disagree with him about Indian food.

Yub Yub

Visitors to the house come with their dog