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Nope, not surprised at all.

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Wow. This is the first Sunday in a long time that I feel like I'm actually earning my keep here at work. Had a couple of professors wanted to learn how to access the online journals. Had a couple of people from a Biology 101 lab that were, for once, actually intelligent enough to understand the basics of database searching and weren't asking me to find them primary journal articles and recent research on "why do plants grow?" or other such elementary school topics (you laugh -- I had someone doing that exact topic). And there was this cute little middleschooler and his father who were looking for information on M. C. Escher and tessellations:

Dad: yeah, tessellations are like these (pointing to some interesting geometric pencil drawings in a book)
Kid: *No* dad, it's like *this* (flipping a few more pages) Tessellations are images made up of a repeating series of polygons. Well, actually these aren't polygons (looking at a picture of interlacing lizards).

I love precocious children. Reminds me of me at that age :)

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This is more for my reference and further exploration than for anything else, but if anyone knows anything about these, information would be appreaciated. The article I'm reading is talking about the relation of Shakespeare's comedies to various Elizabethan holidays and folk festivals, some I recognise, some I don't:

morris-dances
sword-dances
wassailings
mummings
masques
summer-king pageants
lord of misrule pageants
Candlemas
Shrove Tuesday
Easter Smacks
Hocktide
May Day
Whitsundtide
Midsummer Eve
Harvest-home
Halloween
Twelfth Night

Anyone know where I could find information on how these were celebrated in Elizabethan times?

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Wow, talk about your musical jackpot. First I find out via shadesong that Flogging Molly is coming to Atlanta on March 27. I'm already there. Then I find out from yendi via shadesong that Great Big Sea is coming to Asheville on April 8th, and Atlanta on April 9th. I know I can make the Asheville show, but I don't really know anyone up there that loves GBS the way I do any more. I'm supposed to work on the 9th, but I'm going to see how many favours I can pull in so I can go see GBS with shadesong and company.

Of course then I did some digging on The Variety Playhouse in Atlanta, which is the venue GBS is playing. And find out that Altan is playing February 28th, and Dervish is playing March 17th. So now I have to play around with the planning -- none of the shows interfere with any of my classes, but most of them interfere with work in one way or another. So I'll have to see where and when I can get work hours rearranged.

This could be fun :)

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South Carolina takes its winter weather advisories very seriously. There's freezing rain outside. There's a long stretch of steps leading up to the library building -- all but a small portion with handrails has been roped off and a line of sand tracked from that portion to both the entrance and exit doorways. This of course has resulted in copious amounts of sand being tracked all through the main lobby -- the maintenance staff will have a coniption fit. You also don't get to see the rather humourous slipping and sliding that usually occurs whenever there's ice down here. But fewer injuries for people to sue over, I guess.

That said, it *is* cold. I'm ruminating on the possibility that the local pub will serve hot buttered rum. I do still have at least one article to finish before tomorrow, and for some reason I really like doing my homework at Delaney's or Publick House.

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On the kitty update note, I did try to coax them out Friday night with food. There was some progress -- one of them repeatedly came within what would have been grabbing distance if he hadn't bolted if I so much as shifted my weight -- no way I would have been fast enough. But if I stayed still he'd venture back. This was the first time any of them came that close at all, so I am encouraged.

I did not see the kittens anywhere either on my way into work today, or at my dinner break. With the weather, I'm assuming they've dug themselves a nice little hole under the hedge that is hopefully at least dry and curled up together in it. It's probably a good thing that they're not stupid enough to be out galavanting around with freezing rain falling. But tonight of all nights I wish I could somehow make them understand that coming with me would mean warmth.

You learn something new every day

Words that showed up in my class reading tonight with which I was not familiar and their definitions:

epithalamium: a song or poem in honour of a bride and bridegroom.

sibyl: a female prophet or fortune-teller.

boscage: a growth of trees or shrubs; a thicket.

quête: the traditional act of begging food or alms to the accompaniment of a folk song, esp. as part of a folk-play.

hockcart: the cart or wagon which carried home the last load of the harvest.

storial: of or pertaining to the nature of history. (Obs.)

bride-ale: A wedding-feast of the Old English type; an ale-drinking at a wedding.