In 1994, an aging, slow, well-past-his-prime George Foreman challenged Heavyweight champion Michael Moorer, a fighter twenty years his junior. The result was the following fight (it's rather long, but should be watched in its entirety for the full impact) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5v-R-JVl5TY&t=2433s
Poetry: King Mob!
King Mob as ever on mischief bent,In a land of freedom pitched his tent,In every capital round the world,His blood-stained banner King Mob unfurl’d.King Mob in civilization’s sight,Proclaimed his gospel of dynamiteFor one or other he laid his snare,“Invincible” here and “Nihilist” there. He came at last over land and sea,To the home of peace … Continue reading Poetry: King Mob!
Flash Fiction: Far From Home
It was blazing hot, as it always was here. Marcus’s armour felt heavy, and his mind was slow as he by the line of women doing their washing in the Nile. As he looked over them, his eyes fell a little boy sitting by the river while his mother washed her laundry in the shallows … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Far From Home
Friday Flotsam: Vita Nuova, Psych Matters, Rule of Life, and Killer Shrews
1. So incipit vita nuova. Of course it hasn't really begun; I don't start until Monday. But one phase is definitely over. 2. Today was mostly spent finishing up the transfer of files from my old computer to the new one. I'm trying to clear as many old projects or 'things that need to be … Continue reading Friday Flotsam: Vita Nuova, Psych Matters, Rule of Life, and Killer Shrews
Things I’m Grateful For In My Former Job
Today was my last day at the present (now former) job. Though I’ve been trying to leave almost since I arrived, it is still rather bittersweet to be finally departing from my job. There were things I enjoyed about it, mostly the people, who were largely very friendly, especially those on the specific Catholic chat … Continue reading Things I’m Grateful For In My Former Job
Poetry – “When the Frost is On the Pumpkin”
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;O, it's then's the times a feller is a-feelin' at his best,With the … Continue reading Poetry – “When the Frost is On the Pumpkin”
Sunday Thoughts: The Heart
The heart is the seat of the passions, the raw, blazing energies that mediate between the reason and the appetite, enforcing the will of one or the other, according to how they are trained. We perceive goodness with the reason, but we feel it in the heart. As C.S. Lewis said, we moderns are, in … Continue reading Sunday Thoughts: The Heart
Friday Flotsam: Ember Days, RPGs, and ‘Bofuri’ Season 2
1. Last full week at work. One of my assignments was to make a particular alteration in the code. It was a matter of changing a single parameter in Javascript. It then took over a day to get it approved and pushed through for testing. Probably this is something that happens all the time in … Continue reading Friday Flotsam: Ember Days, RPGs, and ‘Bofuri’ Season 2
Another Matchup
"Resistance is Futile." "EXTERMINATE!" Personally, my money's on the Daleks, but it'd be an interesting fight.
When Presidents Met Popes
I've started posting daily trivia questions on the Catholic chat channel at work, as a way of making the days pass a little quicker. This, of course, is just in time for me to leave for another job, but that might be just as well: I'm running a little dry on interesting trivia. In any … Continue reading When Presidents Met Popes
Serpent's Den 