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quislibetIt's Halloween in Salem. Hooray.
"Study" day at home -- no desire to mess with the commuter routes between the City of Beans and the City of Witches on this particular day. Of course noon draws nigh and no studying has yet occurred, but that's not unusal.
Barbarian warrior queens call, however, and would YOU want to piss them off?
I didn't think so.
J. is home sick today -- but ready to entertain nonetheless. Some half dozen college pals of hers are morbidly curious about holiday festivities and are coming up from Somerville this evening. Hope she's feeling better by then. But I can smell the butter and onions that allow me to predict a vat o' minestrone in the works downstairs.
Mmm. Butter and onions.
Unbelievably, Salem's trick-or-treat is today. I would have thought a less crowded and crazy day would make more sense, but no one asked me. So the Vampire Winnie the Pooh tin is full o' chocolately goodness, in addition to fact cards from Bat Conservation International, to distribute to neighborhood beggars.
While researching warrior queens I discovered to my growing horror that there's a "Celtic folk opera" about Boadicea (a.k.a. Boudic[c]a), the queen of the Iceni who led a rebellion against Roman occupation in Britain ca. 60 A.D. The libretto, or at least the amount of it I was willing to read, makes me sad.
"Study" day at home -- no desire to mess with the commuter routes between the City of Beans and the City of Witches on this particular day. Of course noon draws nigh and no studying has yet occurred, but that's not unusal.
Barbarian warrior queens call, however, and would YOU want to piss them off?
I didn't think so.
J. is home sick today -- but ready to entertain nonetheless. Some half dozen college pals of hers are morbidly curious about holiday festivities and are coming up from Somerville this evening. Hope she's feeling better by then. But I can smell the butter and onions that allow me to predict a vat o' minestrone in the works downstairs.
Mmm. Butter and onions.
Unbelievably, Salem's trick-or-treat is today. I would have thought a less crowded and crazy day would make more sense, but no one asked me. So the Vampire Winnie the Pooh tin is full o' chocolately goodness, in addition to fact cards from Bat Conservation International, to distribute to neighborhood beggars.
While researching warrior queens I discovered to my growing horror that there's a "Celtic folk opera" about Boadicea (a.k.a. Boudic[c]a), the queen of the Iceni who led a rebellion against Roman occupation in Britain ca. 60 A.D. The libretto, or at least the amount of it I was willing to read, makes me sad.
