Old? Popular? Great! But maybe have an heir in Mind when you drop dead. One of the benefits of the Westminster system of government is that it can survive five heads of government in five years more or less intact. The downside is that it makes such scenarios much more possible. Such was the case … Continue reading Five Prime Ministers, Five Years Haiku
I read more books than you'll credit possible this year (more than 300). Like last year, I'll share the ten fiction and ten non-fiction books I got the most out of. Fiction: The Bear and the Nightingale, by Katherine Arden - Russian fairytale-esque fantasy. I felt right cold reading it, as is proper for a … Continue reading Books Read in 2018
Pros of nun schooling - Skills to stay so cool before Nazi judge, death stalled. You might have inferred from my post about my dear Grandpa Ivan that beneath the plaid exterior of the Nova Scotian man potentially lies the heart of a badass. Turns out, that applies to the women too. Mona Louise Parsons … Continue reading Mona Parsons Haiku
Brain fuzzed with sickness, Temper frayed by punk students. At least I've sleep? Pah. I haven't any cheese, so I'll keep the whine short. I've been sick with a bad cold lately, and while I'm mostly better, there's that residual cotton ball feeling in my skull that dulls my thinking. Also, sleep's been elusive, I … Continue reading Poor Me Haiku
You think you're hot shit? Too bad weird mystery plagues Don't give a sweet damn. I've been sick as a dog lately. I've been miserable as fuck. Be that as it may, my knowledge of history has helped me acknowledge that welp, it could be worse. For example, I don't have to worry about a … Continue reading Sweating Sickness Haiku
This is prompted by a biography of actress Laura Keene I had to give up on midway through for a number of reasons. One of those reasons was that if it had an editor, they didn't do their damned job. This lead to such sentences as, "She literally claimed their hearts..." April 15, 1965, WASHINGTON … Continue reading Actress Keene Foils Lincoln Murder Plot, Claims Booth’s Heart
“Hi, class! How are you today?” “Teacher, I'm tired.” “Hi, tired! I'm Kelsey!” Yes, yes. Poor me, I know. Moan, moan, moan. There! It's out of my system, for now. Moving on. Here's what's been going on with me this past month: I did Nanowrimo - winning, but producing unpublishable dreck in the process. While … Continue reading (PSA) What is Sleep? Baby Don’t Hurt Me
