Where's a red pen when you need one?

E. Edward Grey: Do you really wanna be my secretary?
Lee: Yes, I do.
E. Edward Grey: This isn't just about typos, tapes, staples and pencils, is it, Lee?
Lee: No, Sir.
E. Edward Grey: What?
Lee: No, Sir!

Sometimes I feel so dirty being a secretary....

Thoughts on heathen brochures

Just some thoughts...

-Why it doesn't suck your child is heathen
-At least he/she isn't wiccan!
-How to organize your own moot
-Kick a cat, and scream...: Why Freyja is more than a goddess of lust
-Tyr-the oft forgotten god
-What if I'm not -icelandic, germanic, anglo-saxon, etc-?
-American Heathenry: Our own world view
-The most recent history of heathenry (1970-present)
-A Woman's Place: How women fit in to this "warrior's religion"
-How to we introduce heathenry to the public
-Politics of Heathenry- why we have been devisive
-Seidhr & Spae: Our magic?
-Heathens & the Afterlife
-Holidays & Fun activities for the family
-Food, food, & more Food!: Traditional European fare for your moots & family gatherings

And discoveries they did make, finding what they did not seek, the Three Princes of Serendip

From www.dictionary.com: Horace Walpole coined the term in a letter of January 28, 1754. Walpole wrote:“this discovery, indeed, is almost of that kind which I call Serendipity, a very expressive word.” It comes from an old word for Sri Lanka and a fairy tale called, "The Three Princes of Serendip. The Princes traveled far & wide, and as they traveled, "they were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things which they were not in quest of....

Also: http://livingheritage.org/three_princes.htm
Check this out. It's a great link about the history of the word. Turns out, the history of the word serendipity finds a completely unexpected modern meaning of the word. Yea bastardization of language! We get cool words from it sometimes.

One Art-Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.