July 18, 2011
This Saturday was a gift to me from Calliope. Because I think she’s been reading my blog posts and has been kind of annoyed at the low quality of content lately. (Calliope doesn’t understand that sometimes even the best journalists make lists as fillers for traffic. C.F. All of The Huffington Post.) So Mr. B and I were at my parents’ for my dad’s birthday party and all was well and good until my mom almost murdered him. I mean ...
March 23, 2010
Source. Once upon a time, there was a princess named Tori, who lived in the small but happy Russian kingdom of Zakabyakino. There, she was engaged in learning about the art of taming the zhar-ptitsa, which happened to live in her kingdom but was very rare and wild, but enormously valuable for its feathers, which the tamer of the bird could cultivate. Somehow, the talent to find and feel where the zhar-ptitsa was had been passed down to Tori through ...