Your Humble Blogger is reliably informed that today is that most Welsh of all days, St. David’s Day. To celebrate, drink a glass of water, put a leek in your cap, or preach with such eloquence that the ground underneath you rises to create a platform. Go up a hill and come down a mountain. Pay off any lost wagers, sing off-key, and refrain from writing poetry (except, of course, from the one about the maid from Aberystwyth, who went to the mill to get grist with). Suppress the Pelagian heresy. Contract black lung disease. Go to Yale. Or Bryn Mawr. Seek the Grail. Watch The Silence of the Lambs. Or Becket. Listen to Led Zeppelin. Read the news.
And remember, if by the age of eight, one is not dead, a deacon, or founding a left-wing splinter group, one is dawdling.
Thank you,
-Vardibidian.
Or to celebrate, think a welcoming thought for one of the newest Welsh citizens: Edith Jacqueline, born on February 19 in Caerdydd.
… sing off-key, …
Or to be more precise (according to Donald and Michael), sing “far too loud, far too often and flat”.
Darn it, Will, now I have “A Song of Patriotic Prejudice” stuck through my head!
So, I hear you have a less-than-optimal haircut….
One of the many benefits of pseudonymity is that I needn’t respond to that.
-V.
So, I hear you have a less-than-optimal haircut
Funny you should mention that, pseudonymous blog commenter #4, since i just read something about you, excuse me, about some other pseudonymous blog commenter who also goes by the handle “Jacob”, over on Lorem Ipsum…
Right. Congrats!
Thanks!
One of the things I like about blog commenting is that I can be myself — you, V., Jed, and many others presumably know which actual human being is writing this (Jacob being not that common a name amongst our age group)– but yet be officially anonymous. For example, if one searches the archives of Usenet (damn you, Google) for my undergraduate email address (or probably even my full name), one can find all kinds of embarrassing material that I can’t really repudiate, while this comment will never really be connectable to me-the-person except by people who know me, even if it’s available in ten years. Does that make sense?
Anyway, yes, my family is growing, and I’m thrilled. Again, thanks.
It makes sense to me. One of the real reasons I am writing the blog pseudonymously is to keep the thing at one remove from my actual name. Should some potential employer, lender or landlord decide to quickly Google my real name, this Tohu Bohu would not immediately come up, and thus my wild and irresponsible ramblings are less likely to be held against me. Sure, a determined investigator would quickly find out either my real name or my pseudonym (depending on which way she started), but there’s a remove.
Oh, and congrats!
Thanks,
-V.