How do they find the time to blog so frequently? One, two, three, ten entries or more a day every day? I just don’t know.
For me, it’s a banner week if I get in one. And manage to actually READ the new posts on my Bloglines list. Which I have yet to actually do – I mean, there are always a few blogs left unread …
Perhaps I need to increase my caffeine intake.
I’m up way past my bedtime. Nighty night.
Some random shots of Britain.
Brighton:
The Royal Pavilion
NOT the Royal Pavilion
Brighton = UK’s San Francisco.
Where we stayed in West Sussex:
… why shouldn’t they just blow a few daysweeksmonths investigating flippin’ STEROID USE IN BASEBALL???
Link: Congress Opens Hearings on Steroid Use in Baseball
Ultimately, I have two comments to make on this topic.
One: Steroid use is killing baseball.
Two: Doesn’t Congress have at least one or two items on their collective TO DO List that they ought to check off before they move on to the high-stakes world of celebrity athlete humiliation?
Or have they already ‘checked off’ Iraq & Social Security? You know, figuratively speaking …
Sigh.
I’m always running behind the times. (Name that reference, kids)
While I was away, Hunter S. Thompson died. My husband (who was not with me – he stayed home) called me (all praise to mobile phone International Roaming) to say, "Hunter Thompson’s dead. They say he shot himself." Stunned. Just stunned. I don’t spend hours reading the news & staying constantly informed about everything. Life is too short to spend being regularly abused by media. I didn’t know he’d been ill & then wheelchair-bound from injury. I imagine the pain & confinement were difficult for him. Once I’d learned a bit more, suicide didn’t seem such a shock. The idea of Hunter Thompson as a dependant old man just doesn’t *gel*, does it?
The opening paragraphs of ‘Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas’ are famously funny. The firsts time I read them, it was quite possibly the first time I’d ever laughed out loud in public without caring that people might look at me.
Freedom. Isn’t that why he wrote?
Hey there, Cats & Kittens! This is Devra, comin’ at ya from the NorCal Home Base – recovering from jet lag & doin’ her damnedest to upload pics on dial-up.
To begin with, we have sites related to the Norman Invasion. We called it "1066 Day" – no, not clever enough by half, but certainly clear enough for the minimally historically literate. We visited Pevensey, Hastings, and Battle just before the big Arctic storm brought snow to the whole of England. Hence, clear skies & sun – but don’t be fooled: it was cold out there, my friends.
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Pevensey Castle – one of the oldest castles in England. There was an old Roman fortification when the Normans landed here; William I later built upon it; most of the remaining ruins are medieval. The rise it is on (and which the town of Pevensey shares) overlooks the English Channel.
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Outside/Inside
The Dungeon sign cracked me up – something about the opposing sentiments of "Dungeon this way" & "please take care."
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Hastings, ironically, is not the actual site of the Battle of Hastings – that was about 9 miles north, at the location of what is now the town of Battle (William the Conqueror built Battle Abbey at the site, and the town grew up around it). It was, however, the site where William and his Norman army built a series of fortifications while preparing to meet the Anglo-Saxon King Harold in battle.
The Norman castle on the hill overlooking the Channel was maintained and added-to throughout the medieval and early Tudor period, but was eventually abandoned and left to ruin. The most recognizable part still standing is what remains of the Abbey. The arch entry to the main altar unmistakeable. To its right, the common folk entered a smaller shrine via a more simple entrance.
When the castle’s military importance waned, the sleepy village below focused on fishing; later, when the Victorians developed an interest in sea-bathing, it developed into a busy resort town. There’s an odd combination of all those periods present even now. 
