IiiiiiiiIIIITTT'S MARDI GRAS!!!!!! Party time! Unfortunately I still have this nagging cough. My voice apparently sounds utterly sick or totally sexy, depending on who you ask right now. And right now the cat idn't sayin'. I've got the radio streamin' on New Orleans Jazz, but its sure playing a mixture of Jazz, Swing, and the Blues from all over the area. That's good on a day like today. And with Uiscea Beatha playin' the festival of Rhiannon tonight, ahem, er Mardi Gras at least the music will be good. :)Anyways, I feel a nap comin' on. I know it was brief, but I want to at least show my hand to the world. I'm still here and writin'. Just not enough. Yesterday was farily long compared to other entries I've made so hopefully that will keep people goin'. See ya on the flip-side.

Why do I always seem to be posting about funerals and memorial services on this thing? Latest case in point: James Howell. Last Sunday we were watching Daredevil together- last night I was viewing him in his casket with a room full of SCAdians, a scant few I actually knew. Those being his wife Karen, Jenn Vermilion, and Bryan. The latter two I knew/know from role-playing. Taryn was kind enough to accompany me on this strange payment of respect. Those I met there were a very friendly and curious lot. The man I knew seemed an odd choice for one to be interred in the ground. A Viking's funeral pyre would have fitted his corpse better....IMHO.
My cold seems to finally be passing. All that's left is to be rid of this nagging cough.
On my Gothic calendar today it reads of a full moon tonight, that today is sacred to Idun- a Norse fertility goddess and guardian of the apples of immortality, today is the Witches Magickal Day, and its also Labour Day in Western Australia. Now THERE's a polyglot of information. Let's see what my Dictionary of Ancient Dieties says on idun... "Idun, and Asynjor, is the goddess who guards the golden apples of eternal life for the gods. The Aesir needed the apples for their strength and health. Idun is the wife of Bragi, the god of poetry. Her brother is the giant Thjasse-Volund. When Loki was abducted by the giant Thiassi, he gained his release by promising to give Idun to him. Loki wooed Idun by telling her he knew where she could find better apples. They went into the woods together and Idun was taken by Thiassi. Without their apples, the Aesir grew old and dissipated. They threatened to punish Loki if he did not return Idun. Using Freyjas's magic cloak, he flew into Thiassi's territory and rescued Idun. Thiassi chased them to the edge of Asgard, where he was killed by the Aesir." It seems to me that Loki used that cloak a lot. I seem to recall something about it being made of Raven's feathers and giving its wearer the gift of flight, but I'm not sure I've remembered that accurately.