Gods Behaving Badly

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This uses some of the same ideas, and is kind of a romantic comedy lite vision of, the "genre" tackled by Neil Gaiman's American Gods (ancient gods and goddesses living in contemporary society). I enjoyed Gods Behaving Badly, and would recommend it to anyone vaguely appreciative of magical realism and even slightly familiar with Greek mythology.

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Songs on Bronze: The Greek Myths Made Real

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Out of 100 calls of "Daddy?" this weekend, this is my favorite.

>Daddy?

>Yeah, Babe?

>Look at this. I'm a reindeer.



---It's an old set of antlers he got a couple/few Christmases back.

>Why, yes, you are!

---I go back to reading my book.

...

>Daddy?

>Yes?

>Now I'm a stag beetle.



---I nearly fell out of my chair laughing. This dude kills me. Thankfully not in an Oedipal fashion.
(Photos taken after the fact.)

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The Quickie

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The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest To Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible

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Ever Dream This Man?

This Ever Dream This Man? website is kinda spooky to me. (Happy Hallowe'en, y'all)

Here is the party line picture.



Here is another picture that is close to the party line picture.



Here is a final picture that completely creeps me out.

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The Cat Master

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Spook: Science Tackles the Afterlife

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One reason not to encourage classical studies...

>Daddy?
>What, Babe?
>What's that?

He points to an old hand cranked meat grinder that we have sitting on a window sill in front of the sink.

>It's a meat grinder.

–Thirty or forty seconds pass.

>Daddy?
>Yeah, Babe?
>What's a meat cleaver?

I happen to have a small meat cleaver that I bought at a barn sale over the summer. It's still in the box I bought it in. I pick up the box that has a picture of said cleaver printed on the box top. I show him the box.

>This is a meat cleaver.

Then I put the box back.

–Another thirty or forty second pause.

>Uh... Daddy?
>Babe?
>What does it mean to "wield a meat cleaver?"

–Five second pause on my part.

>What do you mean by "wield a cleaver?"
>It was something I heard in a story, I think. I'm not sure. What does it mean? To "wield a meat cleaver?"

I take the box back into my hand and hold my hand over the picture so as to show him cleaver wielding. I show him a couple of shakes of what cleaver wielding would look like and put the box back. He wanders off and goes to play.

–A few minutes later I go to him and ask:

>Babe?
>Yeah, Daddy?
>What story did you hear about wielding a meat cleaver?
>It was one of my CDs
>Oh. Do you remember which one?
>It was one of the CDs about the Greek legends. I think it was Theseus or somthing.

(I mutter under my breath:
>I hope it wasn't Oedipus.

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Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

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Series over.

Time to find something else to read.

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