<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565</id><updated>2012-01-31T21:26:44.420-05:00</updated><category term='wreath'/><category term='fa'/><category term='Elidor'/><category term='Homer'/><category term='meaning'/><category term='helm of awe'/><category term='Prostate Years'/><category term='Burlington'/><category term='Amon Hen'/><category term='Thoreau'/><category term='Edward the Confessor'/><category term='sparrows'/><category term='troy'/><category term='Paul the Deacon'/><category term='Iliad'/><category term='Tancred'/><category term='vinland'/><category term='Brebeuf'/><category term='franks'/><category 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term='ralph'/><category term='name'/><category term='journey'/><category term='Decameron'/><category term='Camino'/><category term='Skrymir'/><category term='St. Jerome'/><category term='flet'/><category term='women explorers'/><category term='Medieval Latin'/><category term='optimism'/><category term='dictionary'/><category term='lorien'/><category term='Amali'/><category term='Brescia'/><title type='text'>Distracting From The Now</title><subtitle type='html'>Middle Ages History and Literature</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2963694386258196415</id><published>2012-01-30T15:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:01:03.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunnar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grettir&apos;s saga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thorgrim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='njal&apos;s saga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thorbjorn'/><title type='text'>Death and the Hero</title><summary type='text'>     One of the funnier moments in Njal's Saga was when Thorgrim went up to Gunnar's house to see if he was home and Gunnar ran him through with his halberk.  Thorgrim staggered back to Gizur, who asked him if Gunnar was home. Thorgrim replied that, he did not know if Gunnar was home (he didn't actually see him) but his thrusting spear was and then died.It is rather like a part of of Grettir's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2963694386258196415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2963694386258196415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2963694386258196415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2963694386258196415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2012/01/death-and-hero.html' title='Death and the Hero'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6799973850110713774</id><published>2012-01-27T12:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:32:36.158-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunnar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='njal&apos;s saga'/><title type='text'>From Njal's Saga</title><summary type='text'>    Here is a small excerpt from the Robert Cook translation (available through Penguin Books) to give you a taste of how modern the story sounds. It is a conversation between Unn and her father about Hrut, her husband. "Then Mord spoke to his daughter: 'Now tell me everything that's going on between you, however big it may seem in your eyes.' 'Alright then,' she said. 'I want to divorce Hrut, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6799973850110713774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6799973850110713774&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6799973850110713774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6799973850110713774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2012/01/from-njals-saga.html' title='From Njal&apos;s Saga'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1691216373604012611</id><published>2012-01-25T07:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:24:37.865-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iceland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penguin edition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolkien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='njal&apos;s saga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Review: Njal's Saga, Penguin Edition</title><summary type='text'>     The translator of this saga, Robert Cook, was an American professor of English in Iceland so his command of the language should be excellent. The sagas were written in plain language so they translate well into English. This edition includes footnotes at the back and a plot summary so you may remember the entire plot.  There are a lot of actors in this tale.     The story, written in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1691216373604012611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1691216373604012611&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1691216373604012611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1691216373604012611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-njals-saga-penguin-edition.html' title='Review: Njal&apos;s Saga, Penguin Edition'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3975937301684851360</id><published>2012-01-21T09:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:11:17.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue edge sword'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samwise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='source'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolkien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='njal&apos;s saga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kari'/><title type='text'>The Blue Edged Sword</title><summary type='text'>     In chapter 129 of Njal's Saga, while the house of Njal is burned with everyone in it, Kari Solmundarson escaped from the blaze and leaves so that he can avenge the deaths of Njal and his household but the edge of his sword has turned blue.  It is suggested that the fire has turned the edge soft but, in true heroic fashion, he proposes to harden it with the blood of his enemies.     One can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3975937301684851360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3975937301684851360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3975937301684851360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3975937301684851360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2012/01/blue-edged-sword.html' title='The Blue Edged Sword'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5116650465318395074</id><published>2012-01-18T08:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T09:02:23.585-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greenland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morkinsinna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polar bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Icelandic saga'/><title type='text'>Audun and the White Bear</title><summary type='text'>     The Icelandic sagas are interesting for anyone to read. I am particularly enjoying Njal's Saga right now but I want to mention a shorter story from the Morkinsinna, a history of the Norwegian kings.  (There is another slightly different version of the story in the Flateyjarbok.) It is likely to be a true story and the events date around 1050.    Audun was a poor man from the Westfjords, who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5116650465318395074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5116650465318395074&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5116650465318395074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5116650465318395074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2012/01/audun-and-white-bear.html' title='Audun and the White Bear'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5624248566308838162</id><published>2012-01-11T08:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:33:22.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassiodorus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambition'/><title type='text'>Say It Ain't So, Flavio!</title><summary type='text'>&gt;&gt;I was sitting in on a lecture on Boethius and the professor said that  Cassiodorus, who was instrumental in preserving Boethius's writing, may have also been part of the conspiracy that condemned him to death by torture. I thought Cassiodorus was one of the good guys with an unblemished record but a quick search of scholarly articles show that there is indeed debate over if he, through his own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5624248566308838162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5624248566308838162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5624248566308838162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5624248566308838162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2012/01/say-it-aint-so-flavio.html' title='Say It Ain&apos;t So, Flavio!'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3885668615971725037</id><published>2012-01-02T15:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:42:16.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swan maiden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old norse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valkyries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volundr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wayland'/><title type='text'>Swans and Valkyries</title><summary type='text'>    I just finished a paper. It is a huge, huge subject. To do it justice , one could probably write a book. Valkyries are a Northern concept; they belong to the Viking Age.  No other culture has the armoured, beautiful battle maidens in their mythology.  At least no conclusive evidence for them has been found.  The three valkyries in Volundarkvida are also swan maidens.  There is a lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3885668615971725037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3885668615971725037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3885668615971725037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3885668615971725037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2012/01/swans-and-valkyries.html' title='Swans and Valkyries'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8364925206516707022</id><published>2011-12-25T22:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:51:55.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modranicht'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bede'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yule'/><title type='text'>Mother's Night</title><summary type='text'>     I have already written a bit about Yule which was, more or less a month or season in the Icelandic calender.  There were some mid-winter sacrifices made to some female deities called the 'disarblot'.  There is little information about what or who the 'disir' are but the Venerable Bede wrote a small chapter on the months of the Angles in his book De Temporum Ratione, it is a book about time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8364925206516707022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8364925206516707022&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8364925206516707022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8364925206516707022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/12/mothers-night.html' title='Mother&apos;s Night'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8026338478807071272</id><published>2011-12-22T12:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:13:06.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Franks Casket</title><summary type='text'>   In the holistic view of things, that everything is interrelated, I am going to agree that all the sides of the carved box have something to do with each other.  Many scholars think the right side depicts the burial of Sigurd, which doesn't make sense to me.  I like a suggestion from Thomas Bredehof that it is rather Hengist and Horsa, which balances out the left side which shows Romulus and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8026338478807071272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8026338478807071272&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8026338478807071272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8026338478807071272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/12/franks-casket.html' title='The Franks Casket'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-702743915862336920</id><published>2011-12-18T10:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T11:32:09.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wild man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ralph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolkien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glanville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coggeshall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gollum'/><title type='text'>The Wild Man of Orford</title><summary type='text'>     Ralph of Coggeshall was another medieval chronicler who, after he was finished writing the doings of the wealthy and powerful, collected curious little tales he had heard.  He is the source for the story of the green children of Woolpit and this interesting story about the wild man of Orford. In his words, more or less, as I translate from the latin.     "At the time of King Henry II when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/702743915862336920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=702743915862336920&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/702743915862336920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/702743915862336920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/12/wild-man-of-orford.html' title='The Wild Man of Orford'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6530059291824492045</id><published>2011-12-07T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:42:35.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old norse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egg'/><title type='text'>No Yolking</title><summary type='text'>    I know, it is a sad play on words but I could not help myself.  I did not have a great title ready for today's blog which is about the phrase 'egging on'.    This week's reading in Old Norse was sections of The Volsung Saga and, in keeping with Signy's rather determined efforts to avenge her father's death, she was egging her brother on. The verb in the Old Norse was eggja, that is "to incite</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6530059291824492045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6530059291824492045&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6530059291824492045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6530059291824492045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-yolking.html' title='No Yolking'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-463080650593372443</id><published>2011-12-04T15:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T16:08:40.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dictionary'/><title type='text'>Twelve Dictionaries</title><summary type='text'>    No, this is not like the twelve days of Christmas.  I was looking at my bookshelves and, although I have more reference works than these dictionaries, for a book that can be properly called a dictionary I have twelve.  Non-electronic.  If I factor digital ones then I have even more.    For my entertainment and your astonishment, I shall list them here in no particular order:Brewer's Britain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/463080650593372443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=463080650593372443&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/463080650593372443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/463080650593372443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-dictionaries.html' title='Twelve Dictionaries'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5575981560206889245</id><published>2011-12-02T09:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:35:12.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eirik the red'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greenland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freydis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newfoundland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women explorers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sagas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leif'/><title type='text'>Leif the Lucky had a sister named Freydis</title><summary type='text'>     It is probably a big shock to many who think that women don't get mentioned in chronicles and sagas.  They do. Not as much as men but they are not completely invisible.  Their complete absence from history books probably reflects a bias from 19th century and many 20th century historians.     Eirik the Red left Iceland around 985 A.D. to colonize Greenland.  That colony survived for centuries</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5575981560206889245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5575981560206889245&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5575981560206889245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5575981560206889245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/12/leif-lucky-had-sister-named-freydis.html' title='Leif the Lucky had a sister named Freydis'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6548496694302860119</id><published>2011-11-26T20:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T09:33:03.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fimbulwinter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='length'/><title type='text'>How long does winter have to be to be a Fimbulwinter?</title><summary type='text'>     I was lurking somewhere on the net being distracted by someone (I forget who) 's conjecture about the length of the fimbulvetr (really big/terrible winter) which would be only a year and a half because there is no summer in between.  However, the Norse measured years by winters. The Zoëga entry on 'vetr' lists year as an alternative definition.     Then there is the word for season 'misseri'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6548496694302860119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6548496694302860119&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6548496694302860119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6548496694302860119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-long-does-winter-have-to-be-to-be.html' title='How long does winter have to be to be a Fimbulwinter?'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-4232219012942132803</id><published>2011-11-25T14:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:13:49.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='svava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bragarful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valkyries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helgi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year&apos;s resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fylgjur'/><title type='text'>The Lay of Helgi Hjövard's Son</title><summary type='text'>    Helgakvida Hjorvardssonar is a poem in Old Norse from the Codex Regius. There are a number of good English versions out there.  Helgi is a king's son and a hero.  He married a Valkyrie named Svava.  One day, his brother met a troll-woman in the woods who offered him companionship for the night.  Hedin declined and she said he would regret it at the bragarful.  He did, too.      It was Yule, a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4232219012942132803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=4232219012942132803&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4232219012942132803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4232219012942132803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/11/lay-of-helgi-hjovards-son.html' title='The Lay of Helgi Hjövard&apos;s Son'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-636234939805286775</id><published>2011-11-18T13:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:03:50.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old norse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banshee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fylgjur'/><title type='text'>fylgjur - Norse Protective Beings</title><summary type='text'>     In Njal's Saga, Thord sees a goat covered in blood lying in a hollow that Njal cannot see.  Njal tells him that he must have seen his fylgja and he should be careful.  Thord says being careful will not help, he is about to die.  He does die in an ambush by Sigmund and Skiolld, while Thrain stands by.     In Hallfreder Saga, as he lay dying, Hallfred saw a woman in armour approaching him.  He</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/636234939805286775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=636234939805286775&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/636234939805286775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/636234939805286775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/11/fylgjur-norse-protective-beings.html' title='fylgjur - Norse Protective Beings'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2700967872658438352</id><published>2011-11-06T09:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:26:58.322-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hagar the Horrible'/><title type='text'>Hagar the Horrible</title><summary type='text'>     I was translating some Old Norse and came across the word 'hagr' which has little to do with the cartoon since the word as an adjective means 'skilful' and the noun has even less to do with the Viking bumbler.     Hagar has been with us since 1973.  When the original cartoonist, Dik Browne (who bore a slight resemblance to Hagar) died, his son, Chris Browne, continued the cartoon. It is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2700967872658438352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2700967872658438352&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2700967872658438352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2700967872658438352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/11/hagar-horrible.html' title='Hagar the Horrible'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ah2Y1SNOrfE/TrakTBkfgkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/h7XxaRsjbR4/s72-c/hagarthe%2Bhorrible.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-7357490166990020316</id><published>2011-11-04T13:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:01:06.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valkyries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wayland'/><title type='text'>Thor and Valkyries</title><summary type='text'>    I have been working on a paper on Valkyries and Swan Maidens in reference to Volundrkvida (Wayland's Ballad).  Sounds exciting?  The majority of what I am reading says that the Valkyries are later developments in Norse myth, in the late first millennium after the Viking period got underway.  This is about the time Thor rises to prominence as everyone's favourite Aesir. I don't think there is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/7357490166990020316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=7357490166990020316&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/7357490166990020316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/7357490166990020316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/11/thor-and-valkyries.html' title='Thor and Valkyries'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1282945602646700943</id><published>2011-10-22T19:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:17:54.838-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furta sacra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translatio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saints'/><title type='text'>I Call It Body Snatching</title><summary type='text'>    It seems that, since cathedrals could not be consecrated without some saint's relics and possession of relics leads to pilgrim dollars donated to the cathedral, there was a lack of sharing amongst parishes when it comes to relics.  Indeed, there was quite a bit of grave robbing going on.  Of course it was not called 'grave robbing' or 'body snatching' rather it was called 'translatio' within </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1282945602646700943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1282945602646700943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1282945602646700943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1282945602646700943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-call-it-body-snatching.html' title='I Call It Body Snatching'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6568901912888937819</id><published>2011-10-19T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T13:43:34.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hrolf&apos;s Saga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old norse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fa'/><title type='text'>The Death of a Norseman</title><summary type='text'>    It is always interesting how differently people expressed ideas at various times and places. I am practicing my Old Norse by reading Hrolfs Saga Kraka.  I became interested in the poor fellow hiding in a bone-pile in a hall.  Clearly Bodvarr hauled him out of the pile to help him.  The other men in the hall notice Bodvarr and Hottr (the guy from the bone-pile) sitting at a table and start </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6568901912888937819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6568901912888937819&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6568901912888937819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6568901912888937819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/death-of-norseman.html' title='The Death of a Norseman'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1661138510664620558</id><published>2011-10-19T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:10:47.271-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skrymir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glove'/><title type='text'>My Hero, Thor</title><summary type='text'>    I like Thor.  He was a very popular god with the masses and why not.  He was the protector of mankind.  The humble dead went to his halls.  His popularity was the biggest obstacle to converting the Norse to Christianity.    We were reading the story in the Grimnismal where Thor went on a trip with Loki.  Loki behaved himself for once.  They stopped at a peasant's home where Thor slaughtered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1661138510664620558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1661138510664620558&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1661138510664620558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1661138510664620558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-hero-thor.html' title='My Hero, Thor'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6732494302045244691</id><published>2011-10-14T19:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:20:57.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Tin Soldier'/><title type='text'>One Tin Soldier</title><summary type='text'>    I am sitting here avoiding my Old Norse homework, having a beer and taking a trip down memory lane on Youtube.  There is one old song that I always pictured with Inca style mountain top towns or in the Southwestern US desert.  Maybe that is because it was the theme song for a movie called 'Billy Jack' released in 1971 about a half-Indian Green Beret fighting for justice.    The Original Caste</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6732494302045244691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6732494302045244691&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6732494302045244691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6732494302045244691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-tin-soldier.html' title='One Tin Soldier'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8617951909332173377</id><published>2011-10-13T13:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:23:03.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lokasenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old norse'/><title type='text'>A Word of Old Norse</title><summary type='text'>     I was reading the Penguin Classic The Elder Edda: A Book of Viking-Lore translated and edited by Andy Orchard. Orchard more than W.H. Auden or Henry Adams Bellow tries to keep the language as literal as possible so I was a little curious about a phrase in Lokasenna (Loki's Home Truths) that I won't repeat here because I am trying to avoid cuss words. I have to wonder if the Penguin people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8617951909332173377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8617951909332173377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8617951909332173377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8617951909332173377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/word-of-old-norse.html' title='A Word of Old Norse'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-4388912871233885803</id><published>2011-10-10T09:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:14:59.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stardust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Stardust, A Review</title><summary type='text'>I have never before read a book, the movie version of which was better than the book. Last night, that all changed. I read Stardust in three hours. It was a light and sweet story but there were a few problems. Tristan was born on the wrong side of the Wall. Everyone in his village knows this and Tristan reaches 17 without ever being told this by anyone including his father. Even when Tristan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4388912871233885803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=4388912871233885803&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4388912871233885803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4388912871233885803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/stardust-review.html' title='Stardust, A Review'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-390575833575183878</id><published>2011-10-08T16:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T17:20:02.421-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freyr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hlidskjalf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amon Hen'/><title type='text'>Amon Hen, Odin's Seat of Seeing Far</title><summary type='text'>     I was reading Skirnismal for a class and was interesting in the seat, Hlidskjalf, that Freyr was sitting in when he saw Gerd, a giantess. Looking up Hlidskjalf in The Cassell Dictionary of Norse Myth and Legend by Andy Orchard, I noted that it is Odin's seat from which he can observe all the worlds. It sounds very much like Amon Hen. The more I read Old English and especially Old Norse, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/390575833575183878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=390575833575183878&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/390575833575183878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/390575833575183878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/amon-hen-odins-seat-of-seeing-far.html' title='Amon Hen, Odin&apos;s Seat of Seeing Far'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3848775901964781461</id><published>2011-10-07T07:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T08:39:32.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freyr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frigg'/><title type='text'>It's Freyr's Day</title><summary type='text'>   Not really.  It is his twin's day based on the Romans' calling the fifth day of the week 'dies Veneris' which in the Norse Pantheon would mean Friday is Freya's day.  Or Frigg.  The Oxford English Dictionary voted in favor of Frigg. Brewer's Guide is sitting on the fence but adds that Friday was considered a lucky day of the week for the Norse and was when weddings took place.   If you ignore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3848775901964781461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3848775901964781461&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3848775901964781461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3848775901964781461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-freyrs-day.html' title='It&apos;s Freyr&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hs5G92O3NxQ/To7ysD_XZSI/AAAAAAAAADk/NPwSckyYHW4/s72-c/Freyr_by_Johannes_Gehrts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8505213518499915249</id><published>2011-09-30T08:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:17:18.209-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verbum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='logos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Jerome'/><title type='text'>Happy St. Jerome's Day</title><summary type='text'>     I was going to write something about Old Norse but a post by The Plashing Vole that September 30 is the feast day of St. Jerome, patron saint of translators, librarians and students made me change my mind.  I usually avoid blogging about men like St. Jerome because I have a hard time saying anything nice about them.  Why do dried up old prunes like St. Bernard become saints when a truly nice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8505213518499915249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8505213518499915249&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8505213518499915249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8505213518499915249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-st-jeromes-day.html' title='Happy St. Jerome&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-areK1fueMlQ/ToW_fwuCpWI/AAAAAAAAADc/lk8jXIZDqXc/s72-c/st.%2Bjerome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8165847858762896270</id><published>2011-09-20T08:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T08:45:07.269-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Garner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gandalf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwarves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thorin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolkien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwarf names'/><title type='text'>Sleepy, Sneezy, Doc and Gut-Bucket</title><summary type='text'>     The topic of the day is dwarfs.  More specifically dwarf names.  It is always interesting to see where authors get names from.  Some clearly make them up and they are cringe-worthy, others find them in heroic sagas or myth.  Alan Garner said he got names from The Mabinogion, particularly "Culhwch and Olwen". I knew Tolkien took Durin's name from Norse myth but I found this list of names in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8165847858762896270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8165847858762896270&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8165847858762896270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8165847858762896270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/09/sleepy-sneezy-doc-and-gut-bucket.html' title='Sleepy, Sneezy, Doc and Gut-Bucket'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8723540170631488417</id><published>2011-09-18T22:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:34:29.891-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carroll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walrus'/><title type='text'>The Time Has Come</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     0   0   1   27   158   sabean family computer   1   1   184   14.0          &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   JA   X-NONE                                                                                                 &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8723540170631488417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8723540170631488417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8723540170631488417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8723540170631488417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/09/time-has-come.html' title='The Time Has Come'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8097064206920131571</id><published>2011-09-16T08:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:09:11.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='septentriones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='septentrio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old norse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vikings'/><title type='text'>Ecce Viri Septentrionis!</title><summary type='text'>     Behold the men of the north!  I suppose I could have tried to write that in Old Norse but I had only one class in it and it will be a while before I attempt any such thing.  I shall be delving into Icelandic sagas and Norse mythology this year.  Be prepared.  The Vikings are coming.     I used the word 'septentrionis' for 'of the north' because the Romans referred to the north in this way.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8097064206920131571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8097064206920131571&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8097064206920131571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8097064206920131571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/09/ecce-viri-septentrionis.html' title='Ecce Viri Septentrionis!'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3640837225770211880</id><published>2011-09-11T15:39:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T09:59:38.394-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cluviel dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sookie stackhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaning'/><title type='text'>The Cluviel Dor</title><summary type='text'>     Instead of studying up for a Latin exam, I have been reading the entire series of the Sookie Stackhouse novels, aka Southern Vampire Series.  It is a bit trashy but I like it anyway. Dead Reckoning ended in a bit of a cliffhanger, part of which was questions about the nature of the 'cluviel dor' that Sookie's fairy grandfather gave to her grandmother Adele.     It would be nice to have an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3640837225770211880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3640837225770211880&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3640837225770211880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3640837225770211880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/09/cluviel-dor.html' title='The Cluviel Dor'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6947824253535817120</id><published>2011-09-08T08:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T08:58:48.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medieval'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>A Pair of Good Links</title><summary type='text'>   Since I pointed out that error in the TEAMS text, you might think that I would not recommend them but I do.  They still publish some great books that no one else publishes in Middle English.  It is but one little error and I am sure it is a rarity. As well, they have placed most of their published work online for free.  I like a printed book but if I just need a glimpse at something, an online</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6947824253535817120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6947824253535817120&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6947824253535817120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6947824253535817120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/09/pair-of-good-links.html' title='A Pair of Good Links'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-4344770557493036656</id><published>2011-09-03T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T20:05:18.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wikipedia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peer reviewed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accurate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hereward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaimar'/><title type='text'>Wikipedia - 1, TEAMS - 0</title><summary type='text'>
     Whenever I had an undergraduate essay to write, every professor has said 'No Wikipedia'.  In spite of the excellence of many of the entries on Wikipedia, one would be seriously shamed to admit to have looked at Wikipedia.  In spite of that, any of my fellow graduate students that I have spoke with on the subject have admitted to using Wikipedia as a starting point for its excellent links, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4344770557493036656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=4344770557493036656&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4344770557493036656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4344770557493036656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/09/wikipedia-1-teams-0.html' title='Wikipedia - 1, TEAMS - 0'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2627521782175082288</id><published>2011-08-28T19:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T19:27:31.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obelix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asterix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>A New Asterix and Obelix Book?</title><summary type='text'>				Rene Goscinny died in 1977 so a new book is not very likely but I forgot this fact when I was at a local bookstore looking for the latest Amulet for my kids.  I saw Asterix and Obelix's Birthday, flipped through it and ran off to buy it without really examining the contents.  It is understandable.  I am a huge fan. I have sometimes referred to their books in class, prompting professors' to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2627521782175082288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2627521782175082288&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2627521782175082288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2627521782175082288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-asterix-and-obelix-book.html' title='A New Asterix and Obelix Book?'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3804836206634934662</id><published>2011-08-19T10:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:43:16.425-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferrets'/><title type='text'>Black Death is Still Among Us</title><summary type='text'>			I was watching 'The Nature of Things' last night on the CBC.  The show was about the re-introduction of black footed ferrets on the Canadian prairies after 70 years of being extinct. A vigorous strychnine dumping campaign to wipe out prairie dogs killed off this cute little ferret. You can see the video on the CBC site here.  What made me sit up and go 'howdy!' was the discovery, a year after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3804836206634934662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3804836206634934662&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3804836206634934662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3804836206634934662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/08/black-death-is-still-among-us.html' title='Black Death is Still Among Us'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8868742910371553608</id><published>2011-08-18T09:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:55:20.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iliad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Chapman'/><title type='text'>George Chapman</title><summary type='text'>					Hardly anyone knows who George Chapman was. He wrote the first English translation of The Iliad.  He was an ordinary guy, born about 1559 near Hitchin.  There is very little known for certain about him - i.e. his education, military service.  Somewhere in his thirties, he decided to make a living as a writer.  He went to debtor's prison in 1599 and fled London in 1614 to avoid a second term.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8868742910371553608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8868742910371553608&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8868742910371553608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8868742910371553608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/08/george-chapman.html' title='George Chapman'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-659268015480043943</id><published>2011-08-03T19:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:53:57.850-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='euripides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rose garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Lady Philosophy on Children</title><summary type='text'>     Summers are so short in Canada.  I could be inside reading Boethius all summer long but once in a while, I like to feel the sun on my face even if turns my face red. Actually, I have been lolling about.     While Boethius is having his conversation with Lady Philosophy about what is good and results in a happiness that no one can take away from one, they turn to a discussion on children and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/659268015480043943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=659268015480043943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/659268015480043943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/659268015480043943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/08/lady-philosophy-on-children.html' title='Lady Philosophy on Children'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2453355841919523991</id><published>2011-07-23T10:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T10:57:14.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enemy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom From Boethius</title><summary type='text'>"Quae vero pestis efficacior ad nocendum quam familiaris inimicus?"(consolatio III.V.41)     In truth, what kind of pestilence is more effective at causing harm than a hostile friend?     Ain't that the truth? A friend knows all your secrets.     S.J. Tester translated this as "and what plague is more able to hurt a man than an enemy who was once a friend?"      I do not know where he gets the '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2453355841919523991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2453355841919523991&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2453355841919523991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2453355841919523991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/words-of-wisdom-from-boethius.html' title='Words of Wisdom From Boethius'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1154899510387061188</id><published>2011-07-20T13:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:15:39.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Sugar</title><summary type='text'>     It seems Henry II was not sweet enough. The records for his royal houses show that his cooks purchased sugar for the kitchens.  This is the first recorded use of sugar in England.  Sugar made from sugar canes was known around the Mediterranean following 600 A.D. after Arab expansion in the East lead to it being introduced to the territories they were expanding to in the West.  One of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1154899510387061188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1154899510387061188&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1154899510387061188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1154899510387061188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/sugar.html' title='Sugar'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6804675751469454201</id><published>2011-07-19T09:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T09:23:57.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrofula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Dance With Dragons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bolton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manderly'/><title type='text'>Scrofula Pops Up in Another Unlikely Place</title><summary type='text'>     I have been reading and rereading the latest in the A Song of Fire and Ice series by George R.R. Martin.  It is not for the faint of heart as there are some truly cringe-worthy moments in the story. One of the most disgusting characters ever to appear in a novel would be the Bastard of the Dreadfort, Ramsay Snow, or as he has become Ramsay Bolton.  The Boltons conspired with the hated Freys </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6804675751469454201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6804675751469454201&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6804675751469454201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6804675751469454201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/scrofula-pops-up-in-another-unlikely.html' title='Scrofula Pops Up in Another Unlikely Place'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1454730644013180018</id><published>2011-07-11T09:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T09:45:41.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoreau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prison'/><title type='text'>In The Interests of Fairness</title><summary type='text'>     Boethius does not give Fortuna a voice to defend herself but he does have Lady Philosophy give the other side of the coin: that is that people are unhappy with Fortuna because they are insatiable and never have enough stuff.     " Fugare credo indigentiam copia quaeritis"(II.V.64)     "I think you seek to escape need with abundance"     "Sic rerum versa condicio est ut divinum merito </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1454730644013180018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1454730644013180018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1454730644013180018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1454730644013180018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-interests-of-fairness.html' title='In The Interests of Fairness'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8448203968132772130</id><published>2011-07-09T11:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T11:51:13.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verse I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wheel of fortune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consolatio.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Poem by Boethius</title><summary type='text'>     It's time to get out of the garden now that the typically really hot and humid Ontario summer is underway.  So ..... latin verse.  This one is by Boethius from Consolatio Philosophiae (Loeb Edition), Book II, Verse I.Haec cum superba verterit vices dextraEt aestuantis more fertur Euripi,Dudum tremendos saeva proterit regesHumilemque victi sublevat fallax vultum Non illa miseros audit aut </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8448203968132772130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8448203968132772130&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8448203968132772130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8448203968132772130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/poem-by-boethius.html' title='Poem by Boethius'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8518699495821221969</id><published>2011-07-05T12:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:43:47.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert frost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kilmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edna st. vincent millay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longfellow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yeats'/><title type='text'>Poetry</title><summary type='text'>    These are some of my favorite poems. Top of the list is "Excelsior" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Close second is "The City of the End of Things" by Archibald Lampman. (much too long to post here but absolutely fabulous, hence the link.) And interestingly, I love this poem "Fatima" which seems so different than anything Alfred, Lord Tennyson ever wrote. "Trees" by Joyce Kilmer. I think W.B </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8518699495821221969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8518699495821221969&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8518699495821221969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8518699495821221969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2750836655774941990</id><published>2011-07-04T08:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T09:56:00.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sparrows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bede'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire and Ice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GRRM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolkien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin'/><title type='text'>Eight More Days to Go</title><summary type='text'>     My long list of readers have probably wondered where I have been.  Reading.  I have been rereading George R.R. Martin's A Song of Fire and Ice series.  The fifth book called A Dance With Dragons will be released to very impatient waiting public.  The fourth book came out six years ago so it was a long wait.  Excluding the appendices, the shortest book was A Game of Thrones with 807 pages and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2750836655774941990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2750836655774941990&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2750836655774941990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2750836655774941990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/eight-more-days-to-go.html' title='Eight More Days to Go'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3661117039733958702</id><published>2011-06-20T09:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:05:23.032-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consolation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lactantius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epicurians'/><title type='text'>Boethius Contemplates the Larger Issues</title><summary type='text'>     I have been back to reading a bit of The Consolation of Philosophy and I was interested by how much Boethius and his 'Philosphy' discuss Greeks and Romans.  I should not be terribly surprised that Socrates and Plato get mention as many of the early church fathers loved reading classics while at the same time wondering if it was suitable to a Christian. Also, thanks to Augustine, much of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3661117039733958702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3661117039733958702&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3661117039733958702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3661117039733958702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/06/boethius-contemplates-larger-issues.html' title='Boethius Contemplates the Larger Issues'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1722437781778333594</id><published>2011-06-16T10:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:41:56.515-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle ages'/><title type='text'>Who Invented the Middle Ages?</title><summary type='text'>     I thought that it was the Victorians who invented the Middle Ages.  They invented much of the romance that surrounds our impressions of this period. I was wrong.  It was the Italians in the 15th and 16th centuries.     A quick check of the Oxford English Dictionary reveals that the earliest mention of the term 'Middle Ages' or 'Middle Age' as it was in this text was in 1570's J. Foxe Actes &amp;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1722437781778333594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1722437781778333594&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1722437781778333594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1722437781778333594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/06/who-invented-middle-ages.html' title='Who Invented the Middle Ages?'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6520104678270470702</id><published>2011-06-13T21:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:21:55.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voltaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Il Faut Cultiver Notre Jardin</title><summary type='text'>     That line from Voltaire has been running through my head, partly because I am in my garden tending it and partly because I am tending it as I am avoiding anything that looks like school work and it is impossible to shut off my brain.     Candide said, " I also know that we must cultivate our garden."     Pangloss said, "You are right because, when man was sent from the garden of Eden, he was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6520104678270470702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6520104678270470702&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6520104678270470702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6520104678270470702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/06/il-faut-cultiver-notre-jardin.html' title='Il Faut Cultiver Notre Jardin'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5450891939277559795</id><published>2011-06-05T10:26:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T10:50:38.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royal Botanical Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burlington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medieval'/><title type='text'>Royal Botanical Gardens</title><summary type='text'>I have been busy this last week, weeding and mulching my garden so I thought I would add this post about the Medieval Garden at the Royal Botanical Gardens in Burlington, Ontario which I visited last summer.  At left is a photo. It is rather small and is not meant to represent how a medieval garden was laid out by ordinary people; it shows the types of plants that people grew and the purposes for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5450891939277559795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5450891939277559795&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5450891939277559795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5450891939277559795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/06/royal-botanical-gardens.html' title='Royal Botanical Gardens'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjGmC2ackxQ/TeuUgqhRdtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ySzEU-ysl7M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-4266978829996334999</id><published>2011-05-28T08:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T09:03:55.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helm of awe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volsungsaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigurd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aegishjalmr'/><title type='text'>The Helm of Awe</title><summary type='text'>     More because I haven't posted in a few days than for any other reason, I am going to blog about my theories on the Helm of Awe.  It is an item that Sigurd, the Volsung, took from Fafnir after he killed him.  Most scholars translate it as a 'helmet' but it is also a rune that Viking sailors used to tattoo themselves with for protection. Although, most of the information you will find on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4266978829996334999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=4266978829996334999&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4266978829996334999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4266978829996334999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/helm-of-awe.html' title='The Helm of Awe'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFmOgod9auk/TeDyMaoAzPI/AAAAAAAAACo/TbKwW3jXG34/s72-c/%25C3%2586gishj%25C3%25A1lmur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5747839274723502015</id><published>2011-05-24T10:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:59:53.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St.Augustine'/><title type='text'>St. Augustine's Justification of War</title><summary type='text'>     I was reading T.S. Asbridge's essay on the crusader community at Antioch and I found his comment that the justification for wars like the Crusades were found in St. Augustine's City of God.  So, we can lay some of the blame for the Crusades on St. Augustine. Fine by me. Sounds about right since I don't recall any passages in the Bible that, in spite of some of the goings on in the Old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5747839274723502015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5747839274723502015&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5747839274723502015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5747839274723502015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/st-augutine.html' title='St. Augustine&apos;s Justification of War'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8412923544899679867</id><published>2011-05-23T19:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:15:25.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it all about anyway?</title><summary type='text'>     I have not picked up a single book in Latin this week.  I did read some St. Augustine but that was in translation.  (Augustine is tough enough translated; I don't feel like tackling him in Latin.) It has been nice.  I wandered out into the garden, baked some Irish Coffee cupcakes, and visited with some friends.  I even had a beer last night.     I have some doubts about graduate studies.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8412923544899679867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8412923544899679867&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8412923544899679867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8412923544899679867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-it-all-about-anyway.html' title='What is it all about anyway?'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3384747308770806981</id><published>2011-05-14T19:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T19:24:15.840-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abelard'/><title type='text'>Peter Abelard, Rock God</title><summary type='text'>     Just for fun, I am posting a link to Youtube.  It is a song or, rather a hymn, written by Peter Abelard. I have it on my iPod along with The BeeGees and Lady Gaga because I am a complicated gal. Abelard also wrote love songs which were popular among Parisians.  Unfortunately, we don't have any of those but we do have this hymn that he wrote for Heloise after she became a nun so she would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3384747308770806981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3384747308770806981&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3384747308770806981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3384747308770806981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/peter-abelard-rock-god.html' title='Peter Abelard, Rock God'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3431371440576489427</id><published>2011-05-13T19:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T20:40:42.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antioch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tancred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hasanun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raoul'/><title type='text'>Tancred, Prince of Galilee</title><summary type='text'>     It is not a good sign for Boethius that I took a short break from his book after one page. I am reading St. Augustine's City of God along with Boethius but I also started on Raoul of Caen's biography of Bohemond's nephew Tancred.  I like that name Raoul and I am prepared to like Raoul himself but, like most medieval authors writing in latin, he piles on the superlatives and doubles up the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3431371440576489427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3431371440576489427&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3431371440576489427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3431371440576489427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/tancred-prince-of-galilee.html' title='Tancred, Prince of Galilee'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3515414610475628131</id><published>2011-05-08T17:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T18:07:47.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>If I Had A Hammer....</title><summary type='text'>     I have just seen Thor in 3D.  I could have done without the 3D and I expected the producers would not be strictly following Norse mythology.  They didn't.     A large chunk of the movie does not take place on earth but in Asgard and Jotunheim, the abode of the ice giants.  It reminds me a little of the bogus mythology that introduced Hellboy II, The Golden Army.  It didn't make my head blow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3515414610475628131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3515414610475628131&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3515414610475628131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3515414610475628131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-i-had-hammer.html' title='If I Had A Hammer....'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJmBYUbRaNY/TccULYkDrZI/AAAAAAAAACY/BNTPiFOdJLM/s72-c/thor_god_game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-883679870900086088</id><published>2011-05-07T11:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T18:48:15.240-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaters of the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Frye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ibn Fadlan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Ibn Fadlan's Journey to Russia: a Review</title><summary type='text'>     I wanted to read this book after reading Michael Crichton's Eaters of the Dead.  He wrote his book to appear to be Ahmad Ibn Fadlan's Risala, complete with real and fake annotation.  Mostly fake.  It was not clear in the appendix if he took Ibn Fadlan's visit with the Rus beyond what is in the remains of the original text or not.  He did.  The Arab missionary and ambassador did not travel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/883679870900086088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=883679870900086088&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/883679870900086088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/883679870900086088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/ibn-fadlans-journey-to-russia-review.html' title='Ibn Fadlan&apos;s Journey to Russia: a Review'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-4098323792405100687</id><published>2011-05-06T06:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T07:27:07.462-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theodoric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alfred'/><title type='text'>Alfred's introduction to Boethius</title><summary type='text'>     I expected bias and found it. I'll put a few comments in brackets in my text but, I have to say, if Boethius sent a letter like that to the Byzantine emperor then he was nuts to do so. I try to keep my translation as close to the author's words as possible.     At that time, the Goths of Scythia, kindred to the Romans, won the Roman kingdom, having risen up and with their kings, called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4098323792405100687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=4098323792405100687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4098323792405100687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4098323792405100687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/alfreds-introduction-to-boethius.html' title='Alfred&apos;s introduction to Boethius'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3703737420044557692</id><published>2011-05-05T08:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T09:03:36.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alfred'/><title type='text'>Boethius</title><summary type='text'>     For my summer holidays, I am going to tackle Boethius in Latin.  I may post some translations occasionally. As I was considering the reception of his work, I remembered King Alfred did a translation of De Consolatione Philosophiae into Old English.  Yeah, yeah, did Alfred actually do the translation?  Who cares?  This morning, I don't.  It looks interesting too.  I think I will read the two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3703737420044557692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3703737420044557692&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3703737420044557692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3703737420044557692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/05/boethius.html' title='Boethius'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-669485879328499393</id><published>2011-04-30T10:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T11:03:36.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Map'/><title type='text'>King Herla, part 2</title><summary type='text'>     After a year, Herla personally set out to fulfill his agreement. He had promised and, provisioned with enough to repay the other king in like kind, he followed his word.Thereupon, Herla and his men went into a cave in a very high cliff, and after some time in the shadows, they crossed over into the light, which did not seem as sunlight or moonlight but from a multitude of lamps, and arrived </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/669485879328499393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=669485879328499393&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/669485879328499393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/669485879328499393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/king-herla-part-2.html' title='King Herla, part 2'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3951586364699251314</id><published>2011-04-28T10:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T12:15:18.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Map'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>About King Herla, part one</title><summary type='text'>    Now that your nails are trimmed, it is time for a bedtime story from Walter Map.  I am posting it in two parts because it is slightly long.  Enjoy.They tell of a similar story of our courts. They say King Herla of the most ancient Briton had been appointed on account of another king, who did not seem to be a pygmy, being of half height, who was not taller than a monkey. The manikin approached</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3951586364699251314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3951586364699251314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3951586364699251314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3951586364699251314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/about-king-herla-part-one.html' title='About King Herla, part one'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8512506812119660407</id><published>2011-04-25T08:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:13:16.240-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naglfar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ragnarok'/><title type='text'>Trim Those Nails</title><summary type='text'>     If you need a reason to be more diligent about trimming your toe nails, consider this: the ship Naglfar will be made from the nails of the dead.  So this is a don't-leave-the-house-without-clean-underwear-on-in-case-you-have-an-accident type of warning because when the Midgaard Serpent starts thrashing, the world will be flooded and this flood will launch the ship.  That ship will ferry the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8512506812119660407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8512506812119660407&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8512506812119660407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8512506812119660407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/trim-those-nails.html' title='Trim Those Nails'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5796674174568588034</id><published>2011-04-23T06:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T07:17:33.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anglo saxon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goddess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastra'/><title type='text'>Easter, the Goddess</title><summary type='text'>    Eastre or Ostara was an Anglo Saxon or Germanic goddess of the rising sun.  She was only mentioned once by any writer and he was the Venerable Bede in De Temporum Ratione. Since the Bede does not have a sense of humor and he hates heretics and heathens, if he mentioned her worship, then she had to have been real.    She gave her name to Easter in the countries where the Germanic languages </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5796674174568588034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5796674174568588034&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5796674174568588034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5796674174568588034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-goddess.html' title='Easter, the Goddess'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGD429ZwKQM/TbK1LrSnLJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FBrwDLG5BZc/s72-c/Ostara_by_Johannes_Gehrts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3122430427708443184</id><published>2011-04-20T08:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T08:44:56.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siegfried'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuckoo'/><title type='text'>Cuckoos and Lime Trees</title><summary type='text'>     I wonder how old does a scholarly text have to be before it is bad form to quote it in a paper?  Or are there some texts that never go out of style?  Sometimes, if I am at a loss for words, I find something appropriate from Aristotle and stick it in.  Drives professors crazy but they don't want to mark you down cause you are quoting Aristotle as an authority fer cryin' out loud!      I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3122430427708443184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3122430427708443184&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3122430427708443184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3122430427708443184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/cuckoos-and-lime-trees.html' title='Cuckoos and Lime Trees'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6239984277110237535</id><published>2011-04-16T07:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:06:42.722-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alfred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burning'/><title type='text'>An Easter Story</title><summary type='text'>     A few days ago, I was in the grocery store and spotted some Eccles cakes which I brought. Yum.  It does not take much to get me wondering why these are associated with Easter and were these the cakes that King Alfred the Great is rumoured to have burned at Athelney?     In 879 around Easter, Alfred was hiding in the swamps of Somerset with a small remnant of his army.  This is written by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6239984277110237535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6239984277110237535&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6239984277110237535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6239984277110237535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-story.html' title='An Easter Story'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7n1BD2Ys1vQ/TamTNjXJcDI/AAAAAAAAACI/NfdoMca4qps/s72-c/alfredandthecakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2758496462015385808</id><published>2011-04-10T09:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T09:50:23.244-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Oswald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bede'/><title type='text'>Treating Mental Illness The Medieval way</title><summary type='text'>.....I have been reading Bede and his account of St. Oswald and the many miracles effected by the dirt on which he breathed his last. When one considers the demons and illnesses that a handful of dirt placed in a cup of water and drunk has cured, one has to wonder how much illness was due to micronutrient deficiency especially of minerals. It makes a case for orthomolecular psychiatry. As I often</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2758496462015385808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2758496462015385808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2758496462015385808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2758496462015385808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/treating-mental-illness-medieval-way.html' title='Treating Mental Illness The Medieval way'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8736707055234847213</id><published>2011-04-08T08:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T08:45:01.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><title type='text'>Cake</title><summary type='text'>.....My last class is over and today I am planning to begin my summer quest in search of the perfect Red Velvet Cupcake recipe today. I have a 'to read' list but that is another post.  Baking is not just food preparation, it is also chemistry. I am an alchemist who is seeking not to turn base metals into gold but base food stuffs into red velvet......Cake as we know it is a fairly recent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8736707055234847213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8736707055234847213&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8736707055234847213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8736707055234847213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/cake.html' title='Cake'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1405549564048231142</id><published>2011-04-04T07:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:15:25.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Aethelwold'/><title type='text'>One Down</title><summary type='text'>Last Friday I wrote a Latin exam. I think it went well but the poem was challenging as verse in any 'foreign' language can be, especially one in which word order is fluid.The poem was an homage to St. Oswald and his miraculous non decaying hand, which had been lopped off his body in a raid on the Mercians. At least it was not about St. Aethelwold. There is a reason Aethelwold is out of fashion. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1405549564048231142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1405549564048231142&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1405549564048231142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1405549564048231142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-down.html' title='One Down'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-511851871243445601</id><published>2011-03-30T20:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:48:08.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hereward the Wake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siegfried'/><title type='text'>Hereward and Siegfried, Separated at Birth?</title><summary type='text'>     While I have been reading and not writing my paper on The Nibelungenlied, it occurred to me that Hereward's life story written by Richard of Ely(most likely) from an account written by Hereward's priest Leofric the Deacon, resembles that of Siegfried.  Richard states in his introduction that "Huius enim memorati presbiteri erat studium omnes actus gygantum et bellatorum ex fabulis </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/511851871243445601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=511851871243445601&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/511851871243445601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/511851871243445601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/hereward-and-siegfried-separated-at.html' title='Hereward and Siegfried, Separated at Birth?'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3760060152812870934</id><published>2011-03-26T22:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T07:28:06.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apollodorus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myth'/><title type='text'>The Agony of the End of Term Paper</title><summary type='text'>     I don't want to leave the blog without an update for too long but my time has been taken up with research.  I had no idea there were so many version of the Siegfried tale.  I have been looking at so many variations on a theme that I am forgetting which Siegfried did what.  Along with that, The Nibelungenlied, which is often and rightly compared to The Iliad, has many elements in common with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3760060152812870934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3760060152812870934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3760060152812870934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3760060152812870934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/agony-of-end-of-term-paper.html' title='The Agony of the End of Term Paper'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-975159934465907213</id><published>2011-03-12T08:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:29:49.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albsuinda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peredeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul the Deacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langobards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alboin'/><title type='text'>Now That Rosimund Is Dead</title><summary type='text'>     After they had been thus killed, the prefect Longinus sent Albsuinda with the treasure of the Langobards to Constantinople to the emperor . Some declare that Peredeo equally had come to Ravenna with Helmichis and Rosimund and from there he was sent to Constantinople with Albsuinda.  And there, in a spectacle of the people, in the presence of the emperor, he killed a lion of great size. As it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/975159934465907213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=975159934465907213&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/975159934465907213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/975159934465907213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/now-that-rosimund-is-dead.html' title='Now That Rosimund Is Dead'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2674208230904803297</id><published>2011-03-11T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T12:30:16.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul the Deacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langobards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alboin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosemund'/><title type='text'>The Aftermath of Alboin's Death</title><summary type='text'>     Therefore, Helmichis, after he had killed Alboin, attempted to invade his kingdom.  But he was not at all able, because the Langobards, sorrowing too greatly over the death of Alboin, set out to kill him.  Immediately Rosimund sent to Longinus, prefect of Ravenna, that he would quickly send a ship with which he could save them.  Longinus, having been made happy by this news, quickly sent a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2674208230904803297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2674208230904803297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2674208230904803297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2674208230904803297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/aftermath-of-alboins-death.html' title='The Aftermath of Alboin&apos;s Death'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-9114230660144302437</id><published>2011-03-09T08:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:43:34.179-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul the Deacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langobards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosimund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alboin'/><title type='text'>Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 5</title><summary type='text'>     Chapter 28, the point at which Rosimund makes her move.     After he had ruled as king in Italy for three years and six months, he was slain by the plots of his wife. Moreover, this was the cause for his murder. When he was happily living near Verona, he stayed longer than was proper at a feast. He ordered the cup, that he had made from the head of his father in law, Cunimund, to be given to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/9114230660144302437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=9114230660144302437&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/9114230660144302437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/9114230660144302437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/alboin-king-of-langobards-part-5.html' title='Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 5'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7D6rjfwxlCo/TXeR9HCYTAI/AAAAAAAAACA/VU5f6Tzzkt8/s72-c/Assassination_of_Alboin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8768825959566140059</id><published>2011-03-08T13:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T13:40:28.717-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pavia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul the Deacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langobards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alboin'/><title type='text'>Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 4</title><summary type='text'>     So Narses is dead and Alboin is continuing across Italy to solidify his position. He crossed the river Plavis and the Bishop Felix was able to get him to let the church keep all its stuff.  Then Paul talks a little about Felix and Fortunatus before returning to Alboin.  He took Vincentia, Verona, and the rest of the Venetian cities expect Padua, Monselice, and Mantua.  Then Paul digresses a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8768825959566140059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8768825959566140059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8768825959566140059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8768825959566140059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/alboin-king-of-langobards-part-4.html' title='Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 4'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4iyYWw_AQbY/TXZ3aQRP0SI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hryVq8XsTDY/s72-c/Alboin%2527s_entrance_into_Pavia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8305847297490669659</id><published>2011-03-07T08:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T09:28:11.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul the Deacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langobards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alboin'/><title type='text'>Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 3</title><summary type='text'>     Paul stops for an aside on the career of Narsis, Patrician of Rome, who seemed to be the leader trying to prevent the incursions of the Germanic tribes into Italy and sometimes the Gauls/Franks.  Then the plague of Justinian sprang up and devastated the coastal regions of Italy as well as Constantinople.  It sounds like Paul was reporting the Wild Hunt to have been heard throughout Italy at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8305847297490669659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8305847297490669659&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8305847297490669659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8305847297490669659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/alboin-king-of-langobards-part-3.html' title='Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 3'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5146035054449396857</id><published>2011-03-05T09:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:11:03.515-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul the Deacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langobards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alboin'/><title type='text'>Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 2</title><summary type='text'>    Paul then goes on about the glorious reign of Justinian, who built Hagia Sophia and the Codex Justinian, his general Belisarius, Senator Cassiodorus, and Priscianus.  After some verses which I am ignoring, he resumes Alboin's story in chapter 27.    Thereupon Audoin, king of the Langobards, about whom I spoke before, married Rodelinda, who brought forth for him Alboin, a man suited to war and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5146035054449396857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5146035054449396857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5146035054449396857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5146035054449396857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/alboin-king-of-langobards-part-2.html' title='Alboin, King of the Langobards, part 2'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1134093548070475710</id><published>2011-03-04T18:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T20:00:44.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul the Deacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Langobards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alboin'/><title type='text'>A Real World Game of Thrones</title><summary type='text'>     George R.R. Martin has announced on his blog that his book will be published.  Not that it is finished, just that it has a firm publishing date. Okay, then. For those of you who are tired of waiting, I have a chapter from Paul the Deacon's book called The History of the Long Beards (aka Langobards).     We take up the story of the Winnili, who became known as the Langobards because of some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1134093548070475710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1134093548070475710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1134093548070475710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1134093548070475710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/real-world-game-of-thrones.html' title='A Real World Game of Thrones'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-7843788666240227756</id><published>2011-03-01T13:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T16:46:25.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boethius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wheel of fortune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickering'/><title type='text'>The Influence of Boethius on Other Writers.</title><summary type='text'>     I was reading an article called 'Notes on Fate and Fortune'* by F.P Pickering for an annotated bibliography assignment.  One always gets a sinking of the heart when one has to read literary theory, although there are some gems out there.  This, I thought, was one of them.  Pickering started off stating that he sorts secular writing into categories: Augustinian or Boetian.  Augustinian was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/7843788666240227756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=7843788666240227756&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/7843788666240227756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/7843788666240227756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/03/influence-of-boetius-on-other-writers.html' title='The Influence of Boethius on Other Writers.'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3321964416559515525</id><published>2011-02-21T07:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T08:15:01.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gesta Romanorum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basilisk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter 23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>About the Basilisk and the Mirror</title><summary type='text'>     Chapter 23 from the Deeds of the Romans     Alexander ruled, who obtained dominion over the whole earth.  At this time, it happened, while he gathered a large army and besieged a certain city; he lost in that place many soldiers and other without any wounds. But when he wondered about this, he called his philosophers and said to them: "Magisters, how is this able to be; that suddenly without</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3321964416559515525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3321964416559515525&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3321964416559515525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3321964416559515525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/02/about-basilisk-and-mirror.html' title='About the Basilisk and the Mirror'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1802475604038022807</id><published>2011-02-12T12:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T13:30:12.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beowulf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaters of the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crichton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Eaters of the Dead, a review</title><summary type='text'>     I don't normally do reviews of novels but this one is different.  It is the Beowulf story reworked by Michael Crichton as history.  He wrote "I sat down to write this novel in the guise of a scholarly monograph".  What does this mean for the reader?  He took a real Medieval manuscript, written by Ibn Fadlan, who was sent by  the Caliph of Baghdad as an ambassador to the Kings of the Bulgars </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1802475604038022807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1802475604038022807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1802475604038022807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1802475604038022807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/02/eaters-of-dead-review.html' title='Eaters of the Dead, a review'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6628008443234196810</id><published>2011-02-05T13:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T15:15:08.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theodoric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nibelungs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walthar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siegfried'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hagan'/><title type='text'>Who were the Nibelungs?</title><summary type='text'>    It looks as though I have tried to tackle this subject before but I am ready to have another little go at it. Quite rightly, scholars have said that, although many names in the Nibelunglied correspond with known historical characters like Attila and Theodoric the Great, the deeds ascribed to those persons do not match what the chronicles say about their lives.  For instance, Theodoric was not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6628008443234196810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6628008443234196810&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6628008443234196810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6628008443234196810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-were-nibelungs.html' title='Who were the Nibelungs?'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-1624834350246714668</id><published>2011-01-30T13:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T15:21:32.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Garner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicorn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arthurian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elidor'/><title type='text'>Story Elements in Elidor</title><summary type='text'>     I was struck by several things reading Elidor by Alan Garner.  First, there is the theme of the Fisher King.  When Roland goes into Elidor to find his brothers and sister, he wanders into a wasteland where the only person he finds is Malebron, who is a lamed king.  Bron is the name of the Fisher King in some of the grail stories.  So it is no wonder that he gave a spear to Roland rather than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1624834350246714668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=1624834350246714668&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1624834350246714668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/1624834350246714668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/01/story-elements-in-elidor.html' title='Story Elements in Elidor'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-3928938108988244571</id><published>2011-01-29T09:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:33:33.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Garner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gerald of Wales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elidor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elidyr'/><title type='text'>Elidyr and the Golden Ball</title><summary type='text'>     For some reason, Alan Garner is not a commonly read author these days.  It is a real shame because I loved his books.  I discovered The Weirdstone of Brisingamen back when I was 12 and visiting Alderley Edge was, I think, the highlight of my trip to England a few years back.       I recently shared his book Elidor with some friends and they enjoyed it. Clearly some of the details in the book</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3928938108988244571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=3928938108988244571&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3928938108988244571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/3928938108988244571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/01/elidyr-and-golden-ball.html' title='Elidyr and the Golden Ball'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-142876736934677452</id><published>2011-01-20T18:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T19:05:37.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abbreviations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shorthand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prescription'/><title type='text'>Take That!</title><summary type='text'>     This fall I looked at a folio reproduction of The Domesday Book, thinking that, since I can read Latin fairly well, at last I can read things like The Domesday Book.   And then, I opened the page and found that, although it was indeed written in Latin, it was written in Latin shorthand, which, alas, I cannot read.  Some day I will, but not today.      I noticed a lightening bolt mark over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/142876736934677452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=142876736934677452&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/142876736934677452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/142876736934677452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-that.html' title='Take That!'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-7323643741200876963</id><published>2011-01-09T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:37:21.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hereward the Wake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>The 'True' History of Hereward the Wake</title><summary type='text'>    I laid down the gauntlet in a previous blog saying an author could have improved his book by making his best guess at Hereward's life.  Having done a bit of reading, I am going to give my own best guess.  Some of my info comes from Googling so this will be in no way an authoritative reconstruction of his life but I have also read some articles like "Hereward and Flanders" by Elisabeth Van </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/7323643741200876963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=7323643741200876963&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/7323643741200876963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/7323643741200876963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2011/01/true-history-of-hereward-wake.html' title='The &apos;True&apos; History of Hereward the Wake'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6408156658220092766</id><published>2010-12-29T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:18:41.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hereward the Wake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mooning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><title type='text'>I Blow My Nose At You</title><summary type='text'>     While the portions of Monty Python and the Holy Grail showing the French abusing the English are funny, they also seem a little over the top.  Then you read something like the Gesta Herewardi where the Normans hire a witch to put a curse on the besieged at Ely.  As the hag stands on top of a wooden structure so she can see and be seen, she hurls abuse and incantations and then she turns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6408156658220092766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6408156658220092766&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6408156658220092766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6408156658220092766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-blow-my-nose-at-you.html' title='I Blow My Nose At You'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-29617011525045136</id><published>2010-12-21T13:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:40:44.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1066'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woden'/><title type='text'>What Goes Around Comes Around</title><summary type='text'>     Really.  Even if it takes six hundred and fifty or so years.      I have been reading so much about the events of 1066 and the fall of Anglo Saxon Britain that it is starting to connect up in my head with other things, such as the fall of Rome in 410 A.D.      Well, it is not completely unrelated.  A once great military power falls; their capital taken.  There are Germans involved.  Only, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/29617011525045136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=29617011525045136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/29617011525045136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/29617011525045136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='What Goes Around Comes Around'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-428893099735545267</id><published>2010-12-17T08:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T08:48:01.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victor head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Hereward&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Hereward, A Review</title><summary type='text'>     A professor, whom I am taking a course with, gave me a book to read called Hereward by Victor Head.  It is a far cry from Charles Kingsley's novel on Hereward as Head is looking strictly at the historical man.  He listed all of the historical sources for Hereward's life and what they contained, although the Gesta Herewardii, account in the Liber Eliensis and even the parts from Gaimar's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/428893099735545267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=428893099735545267&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/428893099735545267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/428893099735545267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/12/hereward-review.html' title='Hereward, A Review'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2996920730727804182</id><published>2010-11-28T13:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T13:58:32.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hereward the Wake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peveril'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slytherin'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Sytherin's Retirement</title><summary type='text'>    I suggested a while ago that Salazar Slytherin went to the fens, surrounding Ely, to join the last Saxon resistance to the Norman Conquest when he argued with his fellow Hogwarts founders about who is permitted entry in their school.  Back before the last book came out and anything could still be significant, I argued that the arrival of the first Malfoys into his house was probably the last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2996920730727804182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2996920730727804182&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2996920730727804182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2996920730727804182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/11/thoughts-on-sytherins-retirement.html' title='Thoughts on Sytherin&apos;s Retirement'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-228089519468023881</id><published>2010-11-27T10:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T10:30:24.971-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hereward the Wake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bohemond'/><title type='text'>Hereward and Bohemond</title><summary type='text'>While researching the life of Hereward the Wake for a paper, my imagination was captured by the thought that during the years that Hereward was exiled, he may have been fighting with the Varangian Guard.  There is no doubt that he was exiled and was fighting on the continent, most likely as a mercenary.  The accounts say Flanders but there is speculation that he joined other Saxon nobles, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/228089519468023881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=228089519468023881&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/228089519468023881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/228089519468023881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/11/hereward-and-bohemond.html' title='Hereward and Bohemond'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2076625675638612158</id><published>2010-11-09T14:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:31:09.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beorn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolkien'/><title type='text'>Beorn</title><summary type='text'>      I was reading Gesta Herwardi, or The Deeds of Hereward the Wake, last night when the name of Beorn appeared on the page.  Since I just mentioned him in my last post, it was interesting to be handed a reason for Tolkien choosing Beorn as the name of the shapeshifter.     After being banished by his father, Hereward went north to Northumberland and spent Christmas watching people wrestle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2076625675638612158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2076625675638612158&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2076625675638612158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2076625675638612158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/11/beorn.html' title='Beorn'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6043834380644828337</id><published>2010-11-06T12:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:12:05.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anglo saxon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thingol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolkien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smeagol'/><title type='text'>Thingol Was a Wanker</title><summary type='text'>     There is a good explanation for the title of this piece. I have been busy learning the Anglo Saxon language, for which knowing Tolkien as well as I do has been really helpful.  I have to chuckle, as I memorize word lists, when I come across edoras which means 'building'.  Of course it does.      I have come across beam as well, which means 'tree' and is why Quickbeam was such a hasty ent.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6043834380644828337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6043834380644828337&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6043834380644828337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6043834380644828337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/11/thingol-was-wanker.html' title='Thingol Was a Wanker'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-8241412511183052172</id><published>2010-10-24T14:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T20:40:27.804-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prostate Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrian Mole'/><title type='text'>Adrian Mole and The Prostate Years</title><summary type='text'>     I should say something about Adrian Mole's Medieval play.  It was unfortunately abandoned once the cancer treatment started because Adrian simply could not direct a play with a large cast and go through chemo.       However, the play was going to be called Plague and it was going to be about the Black Death of course.  Although the Crusaders are said to have brought the plague back to Europe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8241412511183052172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=8241412511183052172&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8241412511183052172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/8241412511183052172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/10/adrian-mole.html' title='Adrian Mole and The Prostate Years'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-4842165668244155193</id><published>2010-10-21T08:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T08:28:27.760-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prostate Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrian Mole'/><title type='text'>Adrian Mole Goes All Medieval</title><summary type='text'>     The lack of success for his novel 'Lo The Flat Hills of My Homeland' has not deterred Adrian Mole from writing. In the latest Adrian Mole novel, The Prostate Years, he is busy writing a Medieval play with a cast of 60.      I am still reading the book so I am unable to say much about the play except that so far it seems to be about a holy monk, Abbot Godfried, who is travelling about with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4842165668244155193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=4842165668244155193&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4842165668244155193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/4842165668244155193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/10/adrian-mole-goes-all-medieval.html' title='Adrian Mole Goes All Medieval'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2449131484183902667</id><published>2010-10-17T07:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T08:07:31.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virgil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vergil'/><title type='text'>Vergil The Sorcerer</title><summary type='text'>     That is right.  Vergil - a sorcerer.  The guy who wrote the Aeneid had magical powers.  At least, so it was thought in the Middle Ages.       I am reading some glosses on Aaron's Rod in Exodus and the latin 'virga' is bringing this thought to mind.      Vergil's name was misspelled in the Middle Ages as Virgil, which is partly how he became known as a sorcerer, since 'virga' is not just a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2449131484183902667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2449131484183902667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2449131484183902667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2449131484183902667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/10/vergil-sorcerer.html' title='Vergil The Sorcerer'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5801602789573450940</id><published>2010-09-26T10:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T10:38:07.188-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resident Evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arcadia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Da Vinci Code'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poussin'/><title type='text'>Et In Arcadia Ego</title><summary type='text'>     I went to see the latest Resident Evil movie: Afterlife.  It might seem like a strange thing to discuss here but, since most screenwriters have been to school, I have a point.  The name Arcadia did not register with me when it was used in the last movie as a sanctuary, a place where there were people unaffected by the T-virus and society was rebuilding itself.  The name Arcadia gets used for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5801602789573450940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5801602789573450940&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5801602789573450940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5801602789573450940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/09/et-in-arcadia-ego.html' title='Et In Arcadia Ego'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5675442989525142777</id><published>2010-09-25T09:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:50:57.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anglo saxon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genitive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lorien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flet'/><title type='text'>Anglo Saxon</title><summary type='text'>     I have started new studies - learning Anglo Saxon and am continuing my quest to follow in the footsteps of the master.  For those who are unfamiliar with the term "genitive", the Oxford Concise defines it as "case of nouns etc. in inflected languages, corresponding to of, from and other prepositions with noun representing source, possessor, etc."  In other words it is "that man's book" "that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5675442989525142777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5675442989525142777&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5675442989525142777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5675442989525142777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/09/anglo-saxon.html' title='Anglo Saxon'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-826113618222350421</id><published>2010-09-11T07:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T08:08:19.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Bronte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agnes Grey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Agnes Grey</title><summary type='text'>     "All true histories contain instruction; although, in some, the treasure may be hard to find, and when found, so trivial in quantity, that the dry, shrivelled kernel scarcely compensates for the trouble of cracking the nut.  Whether this be the case with my history or not, I am hardly competent to judge.  I sometimes think it might prove useful to some, and entertaining to others; but the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/826113618222350421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=826113618222350421&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/826113618222350421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/826113618222350421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/09/agnes-grey.html' title='Agnes Grey'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-5960953704489339706</id><published>2010-09-05T08:36:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:40:56.202-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Godot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>The Ending of Godot</title><summary type='text'>I got tired of writing 'taciturnitas' in this piece.Vlad:   Nuntium de Godoto habes?puer: Ita vero, domine.Vlad:  Non veniet illa nocte.puer:  Minime, domine.Vlad:  Sed veniet cras.puer: Ita vero, domineVlad:  Sine dubio.puer:  Ita vero, domine.TaciturnitasVlad: Conveniesne quis?puer:  Minime, domine.Vlad:  Duum alium (dubitans) virum?puer:  Non vidi aliquis, domine.Vlad:  Quod facit, ille </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5960953704489339706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=5960953704489339706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5960953704489339706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/5960953704489339706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/09/ending-of-godot.html' title='The Ending of Godot'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2892533576243026092</id><published>2010-09-03T07:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T07:38:56.773-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting for Godot'/><title type='text'>More Godot</title><summary type='text'>from pages 38-39.  I am really working the subjunctive and passive periphrastic in this piece.Vladimir:  Tum cur te verberavere?Estragonus: Non scio.Vladimir: Non, Gogone, veritas est ut sunt quae quod me non fugit et te fugit.   Tibi sentiendum es.Estragonus: Te dico me nihil egerim.Vladimir:  Fortasse nihil agebas, sed est in modum agentis quod valet, in modum agentis, si vis continuare </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2892533576243026092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2892533576243026092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2892533576243026092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2892533576243026092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-godot.html' title='More Godot'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-2616359341978724698</id><published>2010-09-02T08:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T08:18:39.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gesta Romanorum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ovid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achilles'/><title type='text'>About the Trojan War</title><summary type='text'>     story #51 De Bello Troiano from Gesta Romanorum     Ovid tells about the Trojan War, how Helen was captured by Paris and how after this there was a prophecy that the city of Troy would not be subdued until Achilles was dead.  The mother of Achilles, hearing this, hid him in a certain room among the court ladies of a certain king, dressed as a woman. (i.e. she hid him in a harem)  Hearing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2616359341978724698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=2616359341978724698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2616359341978724698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/2616359341978724698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/09/about-trojan-war.html' title='About the Trojan War'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3079559053290094565.post-6046416941319285453</id><published>2010-08-31T09:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:07:35.381-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lemony Snickett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Godot'/><title type='text'>And Another Thing</title><summary type='text'>     It would probably be amusing to go through A Series of Unfortunate Events and collect all the little utterings of Sunny Baudelaire.  Since Waiting for Godot has been laying around on my kitchen table, my daughter pointed out to me in the 10th volume, entitled The Slippery Slope,  where Sunny says "Godot" on page 331. It was helpfully interpreted as meaning "We don't know where to go, and we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/feeds/6046416941319285453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3079559053290094565&amp;postID=6046416941319285453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6046416941319285453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3079559053290094565/posts/default/6046416941319285453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distractingfromthenow.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-another-thing.html' title='And Another Thing'/><author><name>The Red Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Swb1-qqb6YY/TradMHQaliI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_AQjjrLJPqM/s220/IMG_0789.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
