So I was asked the other day, why I haven't posted anything of late (the past six-months late, apparently). My, how time flies when life is okay, huh? I'd love to blame violence in Jim Carrey movies, or the continuing shenanigans of the reality show The Real Teapublicans of D.C., or better yet my personal laziness. But it's none of those, folks - well, maybe a little of one - I'll let you pick. Work is steady, no major stress or creative blocks, things have been too good for the b(itch)log-a-sphere. But, I have to remember there are good things to write about. . .but then, moods, like frames of mind can change. . .
Tell Me About the Dragons, George.
(Cue: The theme from Patton) A nd if I were more ambitious, I would step before a video camera, walking up in front of a giant American flag and speak this aloud: “When John Steinbeck began his retelling of Sir Thomas Mallory’s Le Mort d’Arthur in 1956, he failed to include the legend of his own creation, that of of St. Lenny and the literary allegory of substituting a rabbit for the mythical dragon. Even upon it’s posthumous 1976 publication, The Acts of King Arthur and His Noble Knights , Steinbeck’s “unfinished” manuscript failed to acknowledge St. George and St. Lenny at all - hence, the “unfinished” I suppose. Regardless, we still celebrate St. George today - all things George, in fact. The Sainted "George" - George of Lydda was a Roman soldier - and not a Knight - but he’s rumored to have killed a dragon, which is much cooler than refusing to denounce one’s Christianity (for which he was killed and later ...
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