I have pretty minimal internet right now, so I'm not going to be doing much for the next fortnight-ish. Sorry if I haven't got back to you about something: it's because I actually hate you I can't. This blog typed in Notepad.
Driving on the right is workable. Going the wrong way around a roundabout gives me the screaming heebie-jeebies.
I have not done serious open-water swimming in a while. Tough. You really have to adjust your technique, and roll properly. It's annoying,
When Zeus carried away the daughter of Asopos, Aigina, from Phlios to Oinone by way of Corinth, Sisyphos informed Asopos (who was searching for his daughter) of the theft by his skill, and because of this he brought on himself the anger of Zeus. Therefore, the god sent Death after him; but Sisyphos, learning about the attack, bound Death with strong chains. So then it came to pass that no human would die, until Ares came to Death and freed Death from his chains.
Before Sisyphos died,
(I was asked to do some research on the myths behind these stars, so I have a lot built up to put out there. We’ll see if I make it all consecutive or not. The Astronomica is the best overview, so I’m starting with it)
The Pliades were called that (as Musaeus says) because fifteen daughters were born to Atlas and Aethra, the daughter of Ocean. Of these, five (he shows) are called Hyades, because their brother was Hyas, who was dearly loved by his sisters.
(Yes, this is the one where I was asking for help on how to translate rude words in RT).
At any rate, Staphylos records that Agamemnon is honoured as a Zeus at Sparta; Phanokles in his “Lusts, or Beautiful Men” says that Agamemnon, king of the Greeks, established a temple of Argynnian Aphrodite for his boyfriend Argynnos. And the Arkadians worship an Artemis called “Hanged”, as Kallimakhos says in his “Causes”. And at Mythymne another Artemis has been honoured as
(I admit to being nervous that a daily series will result in half the Blogs tab being mine at any one point, but we'll see how it goes. I can always skip a day or two on here and consolidate them into one post, while Tumblr continues at its normal rate, because sod knows I'm not drowning anything out there. At any rate, back to a practice that probably did more for my education per year than university).
I didn’t say, Coracinus, that you’re a faggot:
I’m not that