mARvel-ous

Look what just showed up in my work inbox…courtesy of a subscription to Marvel.com I maintain for my comic book class:

armitage wolverine

I do love it when my “worlds” collide!

I also like the promise of free stuff (if you look closely at the poster…

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Verbum Latinum Hodie: argumentum

Here I am…and you thought I wouldn’t make it!!

Today’s Latin word of the day – argumentum, and perhaps especially the “use it in a sentence” example given, ilia argumenta visa sunt certa…strike a chord with me today.

On day two of coughing induced laryngitis,


A big bowl of pho does a body good – ilia argumenta visa sunt certa

The past few days I’ve been working remotely from one of our satellite campuses babysitting the HR team of a retail giant as they rent a block of our online student abandoned classrooms for a hiring event.  After a nearly idyllic week of gently imposed solitude interrupted by kind offers of “help yourself to a bagel” or “come join us for lunch” from my renters, today, my voicelessness made me feel completed isolated as I tried in vain to communicate with distant coworkers about things that I couldn’t seem to articulate in an email and they couldn’t hear me speak through the phone.  


Although I’ve always savored solitude, being trapped in it can lead one in all manner of odd directions…

ilia argumenta visa sunt certa

And last but not least, coming across it as I looked for something else, I still adore this portrait –


ilia argumenta visa sunt certa!

What goes around comes around…

January 31st – just squeaking in under the wire to write the blog post that I challenged myself to do once each month for the first quarter of the year.  I was thinking of writing something else entirely when an Armitageworld friend brought this to my attention:

If I had to paint a picture of my reaction to the publication of this book…a sequel 20 years in the asking…it would be something like this:

Once upon a time, almost four years ago, Jazzbaby and I found out that we both had really enjoyed Anne Rice’s The Mummy, or Ramses the Damned.  Rice is perhaps best known for her vampire novels and I’ve read and enjoyed a number of the adventures of Rice’s generations of vamps, but I really, really loved The Mummy, so it was fun to talk about the book with someone who also shared another interest with me.  *cough*  This other shared interest led us to a common Armitageworld occupation – dReAmcasting.

Jazz and I worked our way through the main characters in The Mummy and by the end came to the conclusion that Richard Armitage would be a great choice to play an ancient king turned immortal wanderer who still suffered acutely from all too mortal emotions and decisions.

Looking back, I stand behind all of our dReAmcasting choices, and I can’t wait to get my hands on the new book so I can read it with Richard Armitage in mind as Ramses the Damned. Move over Matthew Clairmont (as it happens, apparently that role has been taken anyway) there’s a new supernatural being in town!!

So yeah…

Once upon a time, there was an active blog in this site.  Sometimes irreverent, sometimes slightly naughty, sometimes intellectual, sometimes goofy, sometimes all of the above.  Lately there’s been a whole lot of:

My prolonged absence has very little to do with anything Richard Armitage has or has not done…I recently watch Pilgrimage (meh) and LOVED Armitage’s voicing of Trevor Belmont in Castlevania.   No, my absence has definitely been all about me.  This space has been really important to me, and it continues to be, so I want to find a way to be present in it again – in whatever form it evolves into.   In the spirit of disclosure I thought I might give you all the highlights reel of what’s been going on that’s been keeping me away.

Back tracking about a year….this time last year, I was having a blast in Greece with Guylty, jholland, Kathy, Claudia and Wydville…a Hellenic girls week.  When I came home, I fell back into my regular routine both at work and at home, but changes were on the horizon.  My Dean’s campaign to find me a full time, full benefit position at the university where I’d been an adjunct instructor for so long was about to bear fruit.  In 2016 we hired a new President and about six months later, a new provost – and we were in for a bit of a ride.  Our new administration has pursued an aggressive program of change in the past year – some of it better received than others, but so it goes with change.  There were hints at a change in my position at the university in November of 2016, but the real kicker was an icy day in January when, due to a knee injury incurred just after Christmas, my meeting with the Provost became a phone meeting.

That phone call initiated a big change in my career path which ultimately resulted in my being offered and accepting a position as an Assistant Dean this past summer.  The past six months has been a crazy journey.  I really like my job, but most days I wonder what I’ve gotten myself into in terms of my insane workload.  So, reason #1 that the blog has been rather quiet, my job has changed to the extent that my down time when not encroached on by home is pretty limited these days.

Never one to limit my challenges, in early March about a month or so after assuming my first job title change, I finally made the decision that my marriage was really over and relocated to my sister’s with my kids while we sorted out the details.   My husband (we are not yet divorced) and I had been unhappy for a long time, and when we finally talked a couple weeks later, we agreed that to preserve some degree of affection for one another and for the sake of our younger child, we should acknowledge that our lives had gone in different directions and that we were no longer a couple and had not been for some time.  Thus far, things have been relatively amicable.   And so, Reason #2  – major life event.

Now, reason #3 is not really about me, but about my oldest child – you know, Showbiz Son.  Well, it turns out that ShowBiz son is actually SuperGlam Daughter.  She had come out to me as transgender about 18 months before, but my split from her father and our subsequent (albeit temporary) move from our family residence was the catalyst that allowed her to begin her outward transition.  She is still a complicated soul, and transitioning is full of all sorts of unseen challenges for us all, but she seems ever so much happier in her own skin these days!

 When I put it all down in writing, it seems pretty crazy.  Yeah, it IS pretty crazy, but we’re all muddling through.  The kids and I are back at home and their dad has his own place not far away.  We’re on the way to establishing our “new normal” I think.   Things have perhaps begun to settle into place a little bit in the new job and even if it is crazy, I’m determined that I really need to carve out a space in my day for blogging.  I’m not entirely sure where I’ll go at the moment, but I hope you’ll decide to come along.

DULCIUS EX ASPERIS

It’s that time again *insert fanfare*

Or not.  It’s the 4th Blogiversary of Ancient Armitage – I’m almost chagrined to say it out loud, because new visitors might wonder if there is any blogger on the premises lately.  Some days I wonder myself.  Recent events point to a day in the not too distant future where I may again have time, headspace and inspiration all at once, but until then, I thought I might share a highlight reel of the past four years.

  1.  Post of recent interest…no small wonder given the recent classically inspired tweet
  2. The most visited post of the past year where I spoke my mind about speaking my mind.
  3. The All-Time most popular post …art history teacher of the world, I AM SO SORRY!
  4. Favorite post title yet:

5. Favorite Holiday post 2014…15…16…for reasons

6.  Favorite ARTSY post.

artsy post

7. Because THIS really should happen…

 

These are just a few – that struck me today.  If you have a favorite blast from the past, feel free to link it in the comments.  Thanks to everyone who has wandered by, read, commented and most of all stuck around – I hope you’ll hang around for more!

Alive, if not exactly kicking…

This blog as been a pretty barren landscape of late – rest assured, I’m still around, just somewhat sidelined lately.  Since a nasty slip on the snow right after Christmas that resulted in a nastier *SNAP! CRACKLE! POP! in my left knee, I’ve been hobbling around.  An MRI on Monday revealed tears to both the lateral and medial menisci as well as the aggravation of an old injury to the ACL – more hobbling ensues as I try to evade surgery through some physical therapy.  Time will tell on that front.

The general slowdown in my locomotion has been accompanied by an upsizing in my workload as I took on a new role at my university at the beginning of this month – it’s a positive change, a change that will empower me to make some necessary changes in my life, but one that is sapping what little energy I have left when everything I do seems to take toll on my energy stores.

The unfortunate result of all of this has been that I’ve been largely absent from Armitageworld of late.  I sincerely hope that will change soon…perhaps once I can find equilibrium with my current challenges.  I’ve also been reflecting a bit that in addition to my challenges, perhaps I’m in a bit of an Armitage funk as well.  I’ve been pondering whether maybe part of my Armitageworld mojo has been fueled by a certain level of Alpha Armitage in the chaRActer oeuvre that has been dormant recently.  Apparently, I like my fantasy characters to be asskickers, albeit asskickers with a sensitive side (I’m lookin’ at you John Porter).  I’m holding out hope that Raymond de Merville may be an asskicker in chainmail who’ll jump start the engine.

In any case, until I’m back in the kicking game, I’ll leave you all with a link to an excellent gif of Daniel Miller kicking – third .gif on the right. (oddly, he didn’t flip the “asskicker” switch for me in S1 of Berlin Station – here’s to hopes for S2)

 

An Ovidian Armitage Elegy

Ovid was an Roman poet par excellence.  Like most people, I first encountered him vis a vis his mythologically themed poem Metamorphoses, a tour through the various and sundry mythological stories of metamorphosis…Daphne, Narcissus, Tithonus et al.  Imagine my surprise when in an advanced class (they save all the good stuff for the advanced classes!)  I found that Ovid was also a very, VERY naughty poet of Latin love elegies.  Unlike Catullus, Tibullus, Propertius and a sole female poet, Sulpicia, whose verses often lean to the love lament, Ovid’s have a tendency to lean to the more sultry side of love elegy (sometimes falling right into raunchy! Let the reader beware of what lies beneath the line of hearts!!)  

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

In that vein, as a Valentine’s celebRAtion of the lurve and attraction along with the lust and longing inspired by a certain someone, I’ve taken the liberty of a slight reiteration from Ovid’s Amores Book I, Elegy V….

 When he stood before my eyes,

the clothing set aside,

there was never a flaw in all his body.

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What shoulders, what arms, I saw and touched!

Chest formed as if it made for pressing!

How taut the belly beneath the slender waist!

What flanks, what form! What strapping thighs….

*Ahem*  I think I will leave it right there (if you’d like to see how it ends, you can find Ovid’s original here)

Happy Valentine’s Day Armitageworld

I’m back baby!!