Here's a Thought.

[eagle_of_words]

My typist just two days ago went mountain-walking, which I've been thinking over.

Who else has ever been up on top of the world, so to speak? Being drunk doesn't count, really. I don't suppose it should, at any rate. *grins* R.

And what did you used to do for a day out? 'Chetta and Joly and I often picnicked to put it nicely, and on the rare

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[wiseathena]

I live on top of the world.

I like to weave things, though I do that quite often. For a day out . . . well, there was that time I had dinner with Telemachus, though I was disguised as a mighty soldier and we talked about Odysseus. There was also the time I challenged Arachne to a weaving contest and we competed in a beautiful meadow.

I suppose I have never really had a day out, so to speak. I have always had some purpose in what I do.

[eagle_of_words]

*laughs!* So you do, mademoiselle, so you do.

Ah, yes, that Arachne. *grins* A beautiful meadow? You do have an eye for details. My typist is performing in a play she tells me is based on The Metamorphosis, but she regrets that Telemachus isn't included in it and wonders how that went, since you're the person to ask.

[wiseathena]

I would just like to take a quick moment to say that my recorder is far too fond of this strikeout function. The final part of my previous comment was unintended to have that line through it.

Yes, it was quite pretty. Though the books chronicling our 'mythology' don't say so, I often went back to admire the view and visit Arachne in spider form.

What is this Metamorphosis and why isn't Telemachus included? How do they resolve the final conflict without him to assist Odysseus?

It went splendidly, if I may say so. We had dinner and I offered him advice on how to find news of his father, all of which he took happily. It was fortunate that he did so, too, as Penelope's horrible suitors were plotting to kill him.

[eagle_of_words]

Oh, really? All right. It was funnier struck out, I'm afraid. And my typist abuses the function, too.

What they don't tell you! Your Grace, I find that entirely wonderful.

Some sort of Greek or Roman history which my girl has failed to read, I fear, and so have I. All I know is that it features the story of thy birth, but nothing else that regards you, for which I am entirely sorry.

I've already applied the word "wonderful" to you, but I've got to do it again, I think. Wonderful.

[wiseathena]

Was it? Then I suppose it doesn't do any harm.

My recorder is now vowing to get a copy of this book, if that's what it is, and examine it closely. Which version of my birth? Me 'springing Zeus's head' or me 'suddenly appearing in a valley'? *gives a small snort* Why anyone would change my story, I do not know. What is wrong with me coming from my father's head?

^_^ (such a fascinating face) I thank you.

[eagle_of_words]

Wonderful.

Well, the head, the head, at least in her production. Appearing suddenly in a valley seems a bit like cheating from Aphrodite, and Zeus knows you wouldn't do that. *wink*

^_~ You're welcome.

[wiseathena]

^_^

Good, I'm pleased to hear that. *rummages around for book* I have been reading up on our so-called mythology, and a book named "Greek Myths: Gods, Heroes, and Monsters" is the one that mentions the lie about me appearing in a meadow. Yes, Father knows I would never cheat from Aphrodite.

[eagle_of_words]

Indeed! I shall make it a point of honour never to buy that book, then, My Lady. I need hardly say that beautiful as she is, to use a modern-day idiom, Aphrodite has nothing on you.

[wiseathena]

Thank you, then. *gives it a glare* My recorder tells me she found it at the library, so the author of it isn't recieving any money.

Thank you, again. Be sure to tell that to Paris if he should ever appear, please.

[eagle_of_words]

Excellent.

I'll convey it to him at once though I doubt he'll listen, if he's anything like that Orlando Bloom fellow.

[wiseathena]

Most excellent, definitely.

I appreciate it greatly, M. L'aigle.

Typist: *twitches at the mention of Troy

[eagle_of_words]

Anything for a goddess of your calibre, Lady.

*laughs sympathetically* I am sure we were all very upset, too, since they quite spoilt Orestes and Pylades.

[wiseathena]

*beams*

Typist: They didn't. I haven't seen the movie at all - I don't dare. Partly 'cuz it's R-rated, mostly because I'm afraid to see what they've done.

[eagle_of_words]

Well, yes, they did. My typist tells me that they quite killed Agamemnon at the last battle in Troy, when Achilles kicked the proverbial bucket. You're wise to avoid it. Besides the mythological ravages, the settings aren't splendid, either. At one point the sun rises in the west. Besides, it has that Bloom chap in it.

[wiseathena]

Typist: Ain't that grand. No Clytemnestra, then? *grumbles* Actually, Orlando Bloom as Paris was one of the things that originally set me off of wanting to see the movie - how on Earth can Paris be sympathetic? (Though I heard Eric Bana did a good job as Hector.)

[eagle_of_words]

Indeed! No Clytemnestra, and hence no Orestes and Pylades!

All right, true *grins*; I suppose I was being a bit unfair. I envy fellows with hair. But my typist says that his acute lack of acting ability rather spoilt the effect. (And this Bana fellow was quite good.)