Vertigo again…this time bad enough that I’m currently residing overnight at the hospital. I’m much better than I was two hours ago, but hope that the room is not still moving in the morning…
This idiom popped into my head just now as I took a look at the latest airport pic of Richard Armitage (at JFK this time…) The man does get around. The way my brain works, the pic also made me wonder about a side of travel that I was ruminating on yesterday as I returned home from my brief runaway…
While the Greyhound Bus trip always yields a fascinating cross section of society, a clip from my RL Facebook feed reveals me pondering how it is that I always seem to end up in proximity to a certain demographic. Don’t get me wrong, the smelly self talkers need to get from point A to point B as much as I do, but some days, my tolerance for the special combination of fermented male funk combined with a running stream of nonsensical gibberish, is fairly low. Even so, although there were plenty of open seats on the bus, I couldn’t seem to bring myself to move…I didn’t want to offend the guy. (I have to say though, that had he reached through the seats and grabbed me the way he did the woman in front of him, there would have been a rapid exodus on my part…offense or no.)
As much as Richard Armitage travels, it stands to reason that in addition to the occasional ad hoc photographer, he also encounters his share of the smelly and the chatty (I’m sure first class travel weeds some of this out, but not all…). I wonder how he usually deals with it…polite smile and plug in the headphones? A quick seat switch? A quelling John Proctor style frown? Questions for the ages…
After a day of
Meetings…my least favorite part of my new work role. At least one of the three today could have been handled by an email. But no matter…in 32 minutes I will go to my last class meeting of the 1st summer term and in 122 minutes I am getting the h@#! out of Dodge for a couple of days. My bestie is picking me up and whisking me away to Milwaukee
We could go sailing, we could go to the art museum or maybe to Summerfest (it’s Linkin Park tonight and Ed Sheeran on Friday) There is a ton of stuff to do and see in Milwaukee in the summer. Us? Despite what my husband has cooked up in his fantasy version, we are not usually living large out on the town – actually, I think we might be sorting clothes for donation. I’m thrilled…for two whole days, I only have to worry about me, myself and I…sounds like Shangrila at the moment!
I’ll be back on Friday when I will get down to business on some serious blogging (Right after I pack Mini Me off to church camp (Comic Con themed) for the week) Toodle loo!
Congratulations go to Richard Armitage for taking home the Saturn Award for Best Supporting actor for Thorin Oakenshield…go you!! Of course, I would be remiss if I did not attempt to work those fabulous στέφανος/corona (foliage wreath) shots into the Classical corpus. My first effort was pretty obvious…Saturn Award…planetary trophy…planet named after Roman deity:
There we go…not a bad connection. Saturn appears as the god of Time (identified with the Greek Kronos) here on detail from a larger mosaic depicting “seasonal” deities. As you can see, he’s nicely crown with what appears to be a laurel (bay) wreath. It works ok…Richard Armitage certainly seems to be pretty successful at “time” management in a number of senses…certainly in terms of scheduling and youthfulness. I was going to go into more detail on Saturn, a kind of lesser known deity…UNTIL…
This one took me exactly one place immediately…right back to the Villa of the Mysteries at Pompeii and an amazing frescoed room featuring the figure of Dionysus wreathed and laid out across the lap of a disputed female figure…
Love, Love, Love this…Dioynus, thrysus across his lap, has simply had it – as he sprawls bonelessly back, his mouth slack, his foliage wreath slipping. (I especially love the detail of his right foot…somewhere along the line, his sandal slipped off and is now hanging out of sight from the strap around his ankle.) In the photo above, Richard Armitage…wreath askew, award in hand, is comically feigning exhaustion, eyes shut, mouth open, as he slumps in his chair next to the half finished dessert and empty glasses that testify to the end of an evening of revelry.
Love this too! Well played sir!!
Let the SaturnRAlia festivities continue!!!
Prasinus, χλοερός, celedon, spruce, mint, pine, grass, moss, etcetera ad infinitum. Everywhere I look is green.
As I walk out my back door, I spy the weeds currently growing like…well, weeds…where my garden should be, the day starts out green. My commute to campus takes me through an absolutely gorgeous section of rolling hilled farmland in east central Wisconsin…lake out one side of the car, a verdant patchwork of cultivated fields and leafy woodlands out the other. Even in this morning’s biblical style deluge, I was struck by the lush spectrum of greens all around me. I would have stopped for a picture, but for the pouring rain.
I usually love to drive…I especially like the road less travelled. Armed with a compass, I’m a pretty intrepid driver (unless it’s in some kind of contemporary housing development…I’ve found my way across unmarked roads in foreign lands, but nothing is as direction defying as an American cul-de-sac laden trap…all roads lead to nowhere!). Since I injured my shoulder…bicep tendonitis they say…a lot of things are uncomfortable. Driving is one of them…but drive I must since particle transfer is not yet perfected and there’s no southbound train to carry me to work.
The camera on my phone can’t really capture the full depth of the verdency, but I think you get the idea. Add in a brisk breeze and all that green was animated…it really was invigorating. (I have to admit…all of the cultivated green is facilitated by fresh fertilizer, and in the steamy late afternoon, the aroma was slightly less refreshing than one might expect!)
There are days when I wish I was anywhere else but here, but on days like today, I wouldn’t trade it for the world…no wonder there’s always a steady migration from the immediate south every summer…
Been crazier Crazytown than usual in these parts…I keep saying things are going to calm down and than WHAM! something new hits the fan. The crazy eats up my thinking bits, but the least I can do is check in with my latest instrospections…
#5 Which post go the most views?
Consistently, day after day, month after month, etcetera, the page view leader is this one
‘back in the day (can I just mention here how much I hate it when students use that phrase to describe happenings in the “BC times” ??) Where was I…right…’back in the day, I used to be able to see where people were visiting from and what posts they were visiting. Through mid last year, I noticed that I was getting a high number of hits from college and university servers…guess where they were headed? Yep…college students around the globe were tapping into my “in depth” discussion of Richard Armitage and the classical sculptural canons. The day I see this post show up as a reference on a paper that I assigned, my head will officially explode! :)
#6 Which post continues to give?
It has to be Semper ubi sub ubi Richard Armitage. It cracks my s#!t up every time I see someone has viewed it…I was just thinking about it Tuesday when I actually uttered SUBLIGACULUM in class! (and it was even in context!!)
#7 Which post got the most comments?
Definitely this one by far
82 comments on why SPANX can harsh a fan fic writer’s smexy groove. This is a strong sign that I really need to write that John Porter SPANX spoof…Recovery is in need of an epilogue :)
Cruisin’ up on half way through – *snap*
Slowly but surely working my way through the Blogging Introspection Challenge (would progress faster if my RL would desist in going pear shaped every other day!)
Question #4: What’s your favourite post?
It only took me a minute before I settled on This One
Must fly…Showbiz is waiting impatiently in the car for me…