"This means the boat won’t butt against the waves like a goat, but move over them like a ripple." Vikings.
In which Darcy never learned how to pronounce ‘Mjolnir’, but really doesn’t give a crap.
My headcanon is that Mjolnir is at least semi-sentient and thinks Darcy’s nickname is awesome and adorable.
I bet whenever she sees it and is like “myeuh myeuh!” it’s just like “hey Darcy”.
I bet Darcy is worthy of myeuh myeuh
Zealous, from House of Pendragon in Fresno. A delicious, smooth coffee oatmeal stout.
"It’s not dead. It’s resting."
That is an ex-parrot.
He has ceased to be.
"He’s just pining for the fjords!"
"The Norwegian Blue prefers keepin’ on it’s back!"
I just read this article:
This was very insightful, thought-provoking, and motivating for me. If you have been considering your career, side jobs, and the basic ‘what am I doing with my life??’ question, I would suggest reading this.
The basic point was this:
Find something to love, something to fight for. This is is why you work. And this applies if you’re an athlete practicing for the game, a janitor just trying to get food on the table, a stay at home mom, a soldier taking a bullet for his brother, or a student writing a paper late into the night.
Knife, pack, tent, cup, map
Me: Pocket Knife, Canteen, Shovel, First Aid Kit, Map
Friend: Kayak, first aid kit, axe, grille, tent
Wife: Backpack, first aid kit, binoculars, Canteen, pocket knifeI’m gonna go withwhiskey-wolfwith this one. That is, if the cup is full of whiskey. In that case, leave me out here, I’m good.
We recently adopted a couple of kittens. This one, Starbuck, enjoys chewing on books
I never cease to be suprised by the adoption of Scottish bagpipes by non-Scots.
Back in 2000 I took a trip on a steam train from Peshawar up to the Khyber Pass. At one of the stops this Pashtun pipe band appeared out of nowhere, playing a wild mashup of local and British military music. I thought you might like this pic.
Thanks for all the work on your blog, it’s always an entertaining and interesting read.
p.s. A couple of days ago you reblogged Johahn Zoffany’s picture of George III and his family. I’ve got to tell you that a couple of months ago I sat under this picture during a harpsichord recital in the Buckingham Palace gallery. I can’t claim any royal connections, I had a ticket from BBC Radio 3, which was broadcasting the event.
this is the cutest thing ever and I can’t handle it
Lauren: “So many fats!”