Wednesday, March 22, 2017

The Book of Viking Myths—by Peter Archer

Got Vikings?
“The Book of Viking Myths: From the Voyages of Leif Erikson to the Deeds of Odin, the Storied History and Folklore of the Vikings” by Peter Archer is the perfect collection of myths and legends from the eponymous “Vikings”.  Anyone who has ever had an interest in Norse mythology, but isn’t yet ready to read “The Prose Edda” in the original in Old Norse, this is the book for you!

Archer opens by providing the reader with a brief background of the history of the Vikings.  He provides a thumbnail sketch, but like the rest of the book, his conclusions are based on years of research, a deep understanding of the “Viking world” and supported by other experts in the field.  Each section is well-organized and accessible.  Archer not only provides information on some of the more famous Viking myths, but touches on some of the more influential figures that have been passed over for the showier characters.  “The Book of Viking Myths” delves into origins and influences, reflecting that this mythology didn’t appear or exist in a bubble, but was touched by the various cultures the Vikings visited, and in turned, left an indelible mark on the world.

Peter Archer’s excellent “The Book of Viking Myths” offers readers a unique understanding of Norse mythology, allowing the reader to jump in with both feet, and whet their appetite for more.  While certainly academic, Archer brings the myths to life in such a way that even a causal reader will be better for having picked this book up!

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Malta - Azure Window

Obvious tourist is obvious!
A friend of mine, something of a world-traveler, posted a few weeks that Malta’s Azure Window had collapsed into the sea.  I was saddened to hear this, although it’s more of an aesthetic tragedy than anything else.  This prompted me to find the pictures I had taken when I visited Malta nearly four years ago.

At first, thanks to my clever filing system, I wasn’t able to find them at all.  Today, while I was doing some other work for a friend, and inadvertently saving to a completely unrelated file, I found them. Apparently, I was trying to share them with friends and family. 

As Green Day told us:

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it’s worth it was worth all the while

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end is right,
I hope you had the time of your life.

I'm really thrilled to have these images "back" as it were.  I remember standing there, amid hundreds of other people to have my picture taken.  I would have remembered the image anyhow, but it's very nice "for what it's worth it was worth all the while."

Monday, March 20, 2017

Writerz With Attitude

Oh, really?
With apologies to, well, everyone:

Damn, it feels good to be a writer.
A real writer keeps a world tight.
A real writer gets the characters in sight.
Cuz a real writer is always ready when inspiration strikes.

Damn, it feels good to be a writer.

And everything's chaotic in the mind of a writer
'Cause writers gotta juggle a dozen plots
Up twenty-five-hundred k every day,
Cuz a real writer will wake up in the night,
Grab a pen and a paper just to write.

And all I gotta say to you is,
Damn it feels good to be a writer.

Thank you!

Thursday, March 16, 2017

In Which I Ruin Someone's Day

Demons.  Amiright!?
Burning flaming hellfire!

I just spoiled a reader.

Not just any reader either, but a very dear friend who has supported me from way, way back in high school.

I didn’t mean to do it.  I was just trying to share what I thought was a bitchin’, awesome, badass bit of dialogue.  But there it is and it can’t be taken back.  I apologized, removed the offending tweet and post and hoped that the 20-off minutes the spoiler was up didn’t ruin anyone else’s day.

If it did, I am so, so very sorry.

We definitely learn from our biggest mistakes.  They embarrass the hell right out of us, and we set out to not repeat them again.

Or maybe that’s just me.

Damn, damn, damn.

Sorry again Tish.  I’ll make it up to you (and everyone else) in the third book.  I’m about 25,000 words into it, with the goal of hitting 70,000 pretty quickly.  I hope that provides some compensation for this egregious error in judgement!

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

I "Slept In"—Dancing Cow

Generally, I don’t need an alarm to get up.  That’s not a brag, it’s just that I’m usually so on edge about being to places on time that my body simply freaks out if I think I’m going to be late.

Just ask the wife.

Well, obviously that didn’t happen this morning.  I woke up around “6:00am”.  That’s in quotes, because that’s totally a fake time.  That’s Daylight Stupid Time.  In standard time, I woke up a leisurely 5:00am, and I still had time to relax a bit before the morning rituals had to be conducted.

Those virgins ain’t gonna sacrifice themselves.

Suffice to say, that I’ll now have to set an alarm until my body realizes that the rest of the world is being stupid about Daylight Stupid Time.


Here’s a dancing cow.

Monday, March 13, 2017

Watch Out for DST Zombies

Arbitrarily waking up an hour early is arbitrary.
No witty, funny, or boring post today.

A more wretched hive of dumb and stupidity you will never find.

I’d go back to sleep, but there are too many zombies on the road.

Be careful out there for the next week or three while we all attempt the stupidest transition for the dumbest reasons of dumminess.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Renting Movies - Storks and Trolls

Begone.  You have no power here!
Having kids is expensive.

Do they teach in school?

Well, let this be your lesson for the day.

Clothes, food, shelter, and endless supply of shoes with the toes worn through.  (But why the toes?)  More food, school supplies, field trips, more food.

And then there’s the entertainment.  In the early days, it’s easy, because their eyes don’t see well, they don’t have an opinion, and you can veto their vote.  Plus, you probably already have stuff in your collection—provided you have a soul—that will appease most kids of various ages.

Then they get older.  The punks.

Strong, smart, clever female protagonist? Yes please!
They start seeing ads for movies, and those ads are cunning, clever, downright evil.  Sometimes, that works out pretty good.  Moana is an excellent film, and probably deserved a much wider audience and more accolades than it received.

But it’s damned, damned expensive to take three or four or even five people to the movie theater and have it be an enjoyable experience.  The youngest one never sits still.  The oldest one always pouts that he didn’t get something.

They all want treats and snacks and desserts.

Staying home and renting has suddenly made a reappearance for us.  That’s how we watched Trolls and Storks.  These two movies had decent premises but mediocre executions.

Pretty much how I watched the film.
Straight-up about storks who used to deliver babies, but don’t anymore.  Now they deliver packages, like some kind of Amazon-gone-wild.  The defining moment was when a stork, Jasper (voiced by Danny Trejo) went rogue, and wanted to keep one of the babies.  That baby, Tulip (Katie Crown) now 18 is old enough to be cut free, and it’s Junior’s (Andy Samberg) job to do it.  If you think that’s enough plot to go with, there’s a young boy who wants a baby brother (with ninja skills!), his career-driven parents who mostly ignore him, an accidental baby produced by Tulip who has to be delivered, Tulips “missing” family, and a pack of wolves who can form anything (Keegan-Michael Keyand Jordan Peele).  There are some real shining moments, clever dialogue, and so forth, but with so much going on, the movie just never really takes off.

Prehensile hair is totally a thing!
By comparison to Storks, Trolls is incredibly straight-forward.  The titular Trolls live in a state of perpetual bliss, with hugging on the hour.  Twenty years previously, they fled to their current home from the giant Bergens who would eat the Trolls in order to feel happy (no subtext here at all).  Princess Poppy (Anna Kendrick) leads the Trolls in singing, dancing, scrapbooking, hourly hugging and evening parties.  Branch (Justin Timberlake) is constantly doom-and-gloom about the return of the Bergens.  Spoiler-alert: Branch is right.  A Bergen, Chef (the excellent Christine Baranski) stomps in and captures a dozen of the Trolls to win back her position and somehow make herself queen.  Meanwhile, the Bergen scullery-maid Bridget (Zooey Deschanel) pines for Bergen Prince Gristle (Christopher Mintz-Plasse) who pretty much doesn’t notice her at all.  Poppy and Branch go on a quest to save the captured Trolls, and there are a lot of song-and-dance numbers, most of which parents will know some if not all the words.  The movie has some clever bits of dialogue, and the voice actors are always fun to listen to, but the plot doesn’t even start to get complicated.

In both cases, my boys were very entertained, and we made an evening of it.  Each time, I’ve been very glad that we didn’t shell out to see these movies in the theater.  The 24-48 hour rental window is nice, and since these are digital rentals, I don’t have to worry about returning them at 11:59 PM in the middle of a winter storm.