Oh frabjuous day!

valgards' new book -- Medieval Fantasy as Performance: The Society For Creative Anachronism and the Current Middle Ages -- is being printed and is available for pre-order.

Count Valgard, a former king of the West, lives in Ostgardr.

He is a good friend, but he is also one of the sharpest people I know.

This will be a book well-worth checking out.

I will post the cover later.

I want to go home

I want to find my hat box and put my coronet on.

No, I am not silly. Tasha made the coronet. I am sure Wolfie was around when she did. OK, maybe I am silly, but it seems like the right thing to do.

I feel so drained right now. (Yeah, I know it's not about me, but these are my reactions.)

I never really knew him. I never really thought about that, but I always thought there would be time. I think there's time to meet everyone. I could have known him better. There's the whole right place, right time thing.

If I know you, know that I appreciate you. I probably love ya, big sap that I am.

This is the third person I know of (Duchess Kolfinna being one of the others) who died from this virus.

This is the second time a vibrant woman I know has lost her partner unexpectedly.

I just don't know what to say.

Damn it. Life's just not fair.


PS: To folks who don't know, a friend's husband passed away this morning. I am told it's been six weeks since her started fighting H1N1.

She was posting to LJ all along and was amazingly upbeat, right into last night. If she could have willed him better, I think he would be fine now.

I am a numbskull!!!!!

So I see the headline that the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is going to induct, among others, ABBA, Genesis and The Stooges.

And I am thinking, "What the fuck do Larry, Curly, Moe and Sometimes Shemp (and Curly Joe) have to do with rock music?"

I read farther:

Led by the Iggy Pop, The Stooges came sneering out of Michigan, in the late '60s with a primal, growling sound that paved the way for punk, new wave, grunge and other, edgier music genres.

Who knew?