Happy Thanksgiving 2009!

Has it really been a whole year since the last time we said that? It seems impossible, but logic tells us it must be so. Have a wonderful holiday, everybody*!
 
 
 


*Those living in countries that don’t celebrate American-style Thanksgiving should give it a try; it’s very nice. And Canadians have our permission (and wholehearted encouragement) to celebrate it again. It’s party time!

Our Reclusive Gardens, Part 3

This online daydream started with a comment by oxlin:

Bah. I’m sick of society. I want to go live in a shack somewhere with Teal and not pollute and eat mushrooms and herbs we gather and carrots we grow and draw and write and be happy.

For the benefit of those who weren’t around then, here is the conversation that followed, leading to the creation of the original thread: Continue reading “Our Reclusive Gardens, Part 3”

Pumpkin Drop Coming Up!

Attention, MBers within driving distance of Morgantown, West Virginia: West Virginia University will hold its 22nd annual Pumpkin Drop on Friday, October 30.

What’s a Pumpkin Drop? Nancy Kangas and her son Aaron can tell you. So can Purple Panda and her family. They’ve all dropped pumpkins in previous years.

You can find more information at www . mae.cemr.wvu . edu/news/news-details.php?item=1272 .

And you can see how Pan & Co. did it right here on the blog.

Go, Spellers!

The 82nd Scripps National Spelling Bee is in full swing in Washington, D.C., just a block and a half from Robert’s office. We don’t know whether any Musers are in it, but At least one Muser is competing this year, and there may be more; it’s the kind of place where they hang out (witness emmatheduck and speller73 of yore). So warm wishes to all contestants, and good luck to any orthographoMusers in the pack.

Happy 445th Birthday, William Shakespeare!

Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
There’s not the smallest orb which thou behold’st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins.
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.


In celebration of this fateful birth,
Herein the GAPAs will communicate
In lines ten syllables in length apiece
(Or thereabouts). You’ve heard of it before:
Iambic (yes) pentameter–i.e.,
Five two-beat feet, one stressed, one unstressed. All
MuseBloggers may, of course, write that way too.
It’s easy once you get the hang of it
(Well, not exactly easy, but still fun.)

Our Windows on the World

Axa brought up the idea: “I always thought it’d be cool if we all took a picture of what the sky looked like outside our respective windows/houses (no scenery for the most part) but I think it’s be too much work for the GAPAs. And maybe boring? I dunno, I like stuff like that.”

Later in the conversation she added, “It sounds like windows are the window to the soul then, huh? haha. It’s definitely interesting to see things that are commonplace for someone else, how they perceive things.”

Why don’t we try it with verbal descriptions? You could even describe what you’d like to see. (But tell us about your real-world view first.)

A Very MuseBlog Valentine

Raynpho sent this cheerful reminder that Valentine’s Day is about more than couples and ugly little putti. We all know it’s about HPBs. (And [insert your favorite spelling of cacao-based foodstuffs here].)

Raynpho sent this cheerful reminder that Valentine’s Day is about more than couples and ugly little putti. We all know it’s about HPBs. (And [insert your favorite spelling of cacao-based foodstuffs here].)