Did you know...
...that if a woman sleeps with identical twins, and becomes pregnant, a paternity test will not reveal who the father is since the DNA of identical twins is, well, identical?
Seems obvious, but I never really thought about it before.
See, Cosmo can be informational... ;)
On another note, I remembered to make my birthday request at HASA a couple days ago. The theme this year was students, because school is eating my life and I wanted some Middle-earthian students to sympathize with... I've gotten two lovely presents so far:
Apprentice to the Wind by Gandalfs apprentice
As her flight feathers grew, the nestling tested her wings, reaching into the alluring air. Soon she dared to glide to nearby tree branches.
One bright day, she soared away. She dipped and turned over the lake, exalting in the susurrus of the wind. Gliding above, her proud parents watched.
Wheeling back toward the nest, the young eagle spied a thick branch, an ideal perch. Too fast! Talons gripping the branch, she swung till she hung upside down. She released her grip and fell, spreading her wings to gain height. The family nest was the better landing spot, after all.
Well begun is half done by Forodwaith
"Begin with your name."
Begin, my master says -- as if I had not pressed ink-sticks, bound soft marten hairs into bristles, pulped paper rags for more than a year before he let me merely hold a brush in writing position.
I take up the brush, dabble it in ink, draw it over the page. Transfixed by the shock of dark ink on creamy paper, I strain to recall all his teaching. Move from the elbow, not the wrist. I trace the last stroke of lambe simply, not daring to flourish, and hold my breath.
He considers. "A good beginning."
--
The student is Tasariel from Forodwaith's lovely story Fading Leaves.
I wish that my weekend could be spent in loose, lazy, lethargy, but alas! As usual, I have many projects to occupy me: the usual load of schoolwork, the various fics that are nibbling on my mind....
Hugs to all, though!
Seems obvious, but I never really thought about it before.
See, Cosmo can be informational... ;)
On another note, I remembered to make my birthday request at HASA a couple days ago. The theme this year was students, because school is eating my life and I wanted some Middle-earthian students to sympathize with... I've gotten two lovely presents so far:
Apprentice to the Wind by Gandalfs apprentice
As her flight feathers grew, the nestling tested her wings, reaching into the alluring air. Soon she dared to glide to nearby tree branches.
One bright day, she soared away. She dipped and turned over the lake, exalting in the susurrus of the wind. Gliding above, her proud parents watched.
Wheeling back toward the nest, the young eagle spied a thick branch, an ideal perch. Too fast! Talons gripping the branch, she swung till she hung upside down. She released her grip and fell, spreading her wings to gain height. The family nest was the better landing spot, after all.
Well begun is half done by Forodwaith
"Begin with your name."
Begin, my master says -- as if I had not pressed ink-sticks, bound soft marten hairs into bristles, pulped paper rags for more than a year before he let me merely hold a brush in writing position.
I take up the brush, dabble it in ink, draw it over the page. Transfixed by the shock of dark ink on creamy paper, I strain to recall all his teaching. Move from the elbow, not the wrist. I trace the last stroke of lambe simply, not daring to flourish, and hold my breath.
He considers. "A good beginning."
--
The student is Tasariel from Forodwaith's lovely story Fading Leaves.
I wish that my weekend could be spent in loose, lazy, lethargy, but alas! As usual, I have many projects to occupy me: the usual load of schoolwork, the various fics that are nibbling on my mind....
Hugs to all, though!