New Learnings
Things I've learned in the past few days:
That "You know what? Shut up!" is not a viable debate tactic and actually reveals how silly I am at heart.
That Robert Graves was an extremely influential poet in this century, not just for his work in mythology but also for his own poetry and just general Robert Graves-ness.
That Bok Choy, when chopped and cooked as a green vegetable, tastes very much like turnip greens.
That I become excessively frustrated when I cannot identify a bird withing 60 seconds.
That some people, who are otherwise very sane and knowledgeable, actually enjoy tent camping.
That Laura Riding was Jewish.
That W.S. Merwin, a favorite of mine, won the Pulitzer and refused it, perhaps out of a slightly misguided political feeling (that is, the feeling was okay, of course, but it was misapplied).
That I don't really like peas.
That making new friends is hard but not impossible.
That Yeats is probably my favorite poet.
That Herodotus is actually kind of fun.
Nothing earth-shaking or philosophical, just the odd lot stuff that one picks up here and there as one thought leads to another in that mess we call our minds.
That "You know what? Shut up!" is not a viable debate tactic and actually reveals how silly I am at heart.
That Robert Graves was an extremely influential poet in this century, not just for his work in mythology but also for his own poetry and just general Robert Graves-ness.
That Bok Choy, when chopped and cooked as a green vegetable, tastes very much like turnip greens.
That I become excessively frustrated when I cannot identify a bird withing 60 seconds.
That some people, who are otherwise very sane and knowledgeable, actually enjoy tent camping.
That Laura Riding was Jewish.
That W.S. Merwin, a favorite of mine, won the Pulitzer and refused it, perhaps out of a slightly misguided political feeling (that is, the feeling was okay, of course, but it was misapplied).
That I don't really like peas.
That making new friends is hard but not impossible.
That Yeats is probably my favorite poet.
That Herodotus is actually kind of fun.
Nothing earth-shaking or philosophical, just the odd lot stuff that one picks up here and there as one thought leads to another in that mess we call our minds.