Got this from dalmeny: "List seven songs you are into right now, no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to ( Read more... )

So, jophan, your LiveJournal reveals...


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I'll echo darnia: Yes, that's a mostly correct description of me, but just like a horoscope it's pretty generic and will fit most people.

The Keys to Your Heart
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Swá hit gedéfe bið þæt mon his winedryhten wordum herge ( Read more... )

there was no Heorot, and Hroðgár was still not even a twinkle in his father's eye. By the time I got to work, the warriors of the Danish court were celebrating the son of Ecgthéow, praising his strength and the day he was born.

I am incredibly moved by this old poem and impressed with Heaney.

Thanks to a kind new friend of mine I have Seamus Heaney's recording of his Beowulf ( Read more... )

So why don't I use it? I've spent blood, sweat and tears (figuratively, at least, I have certainly not bled all over the keyboard that I can remember. I usually manage to cut myself mostly when cooking vegetarian food, which is always a nuisance, because getting blood on it makes it slightly less veggo) entering 5,691 items into this database, ( Read more... )

...perhaps today John W. Campbell had been thought of as the most influential 20th C editor of the field of science fiction.

Just back from a very interesting talk by fjm, which wasn't any the worse for being a bit rambling, on the need for some real fact-based literary research on the early sf magazines, challenging all the unspoken community ( Read more... )

So, all last week we had natika here. We spent most of the week eating and playing games. Arkham Horror, Giro, The Great Khan Game, Schnarch, Schnarch, Unexploded Cow, Get Nifty and uhmm, can't think of anything more. And we did a traditional Last of April, with porridge breakfast, silly raft race, herring lunch, "caps on" ceremony, OD concert and then ( Read more... )

This must be the most hilarious report I've ever read if it's true: Lambs sold as poodles to unsuspecting Japanese customers.

Via Boing Boing.