Today is my bro's 32nd birthday. I'll be getting together with him after work tonight for supper and presents. No giving him cash or easily swapped out items this year... I'm going to help him fix up his truck so he can make some money doing post-hurricane cleanup around the tri-county area. Help him to help himself.
Samples of the courtyard before and after Jeanne came through. Who knew so many leaves were left after the first two 'canes? All the old leaves were just raked out, too. Ah well!
Hmm.. the piccies are loading slowly. Maybe I should move them to a non-pb server. [*Edit -pictures fixed*]
I miss being a dinosaur, but being a mammal has advantages, too. Thumbs and tool use are nice, as is having a brain bigger than a walnut.
There are things that are left over. I can smell fear on the other animals, sometimes. Fortunately, I'm pretty good at putting those that are frightened at ease unless they've got some sort of overactive fight or flight reflex.
Before I start to sleep, I can hear my breath like wind in the trees. When I dream, I sometimes have visions of things I can't properly put into words. Fragments / figments isn't the right way to define it, nor is memories. Pieces of things that might be real, could be imagination, spinning in an order to try to make some sense of itself. When I wake, the confusion is usually gone, and my mind is often clearer, even if I can't place how what happened during dreamtime fit together, or even if it can be jigsawed into a picture at all.
I'm weirdly blessed. No matter what happens in my life, I figure it'll work out, and it always does... maybe not always the way that I want it to, but it's always something that can be dealt with, pulled through, or worked around. If I fall down, I know I can get back up, generally on my own, or at least on resources that I can pool rapidly in a pinch. Is that optimism? I don't think so, because I know other folks that don't have such a charmed life. My brother is an example of what happens when someone abuses said charmed life. He's made every possible bad decision in the book, ones that should've gotten him killed a hundred times over. His life isn't wonderful, but he's regularly eating, living under a roof, and isn't dead. No matter what he's done to himself or others, it's always worked out in the end. Maybe it's a family thing?
That's not to say I don't have stress or suffer as a part of life, but it seems that I've got more fortune than famine in my life. So far, at least. In fact, I see even more happiness in the future, after a brief summer drought.... This time of year has always been kind to me.
Souls - Greek / Roman views
The ancient Greeks called the soul the psyche: the totality of one's mind and identity (similar to the modern use of the word). If this came back from the dead, it was likely to be as a shade or ghost. Such undead were often called larvae or lemures. The Greeks also believed in shadowy keres: a winged death spirit. This was not part of one's soul as such, but there was one for every living person, so it had a soul-like nature.
The ancient Romans called their soul a genius (for a man), or a juno (for a woman). This wasn't so much a personal soul as a familial one, and was typically associated with the head of the family. Actual spirits of the dead were called manes, which means "good people," and was also used for the undead. It isn't at all clear whether undead manes were supposed to be physical or spectral, but since the Romans often burned their dead, the latter seems more likely; certainly Roman heroes always seemed to encounter shades of the dead. On the other hand, manes seemed to be capable of burning and strangling the living when their descendants failed to propitiate them with offerings.

Rice Rant update - again via NG -
Anne Rice's tirade has vanished from Amazon, along with most of the responses to it. Probably a good thing. But at least it's left one hilarious web comic in its wake. (My respect for Ms Rice fell somewhat when I heard that the people who had sent back their books to her for a refund were getting them back from the post office marked "Return to Sender". If you're going to make an offer like that, you have to stand by it.)
How is it that I didn't know Dawn of War (Warhammer 40k on the PC) existed until yesterday? I'm going to have to pick it up... What's not to like about Goggle-wearing Ork space marines?
"Games Workshop has been involved in every aspect of the development of Warhammer 40,000: Dawn of War. The result of this strong collaboration between Games Workshop and Relic Entertainment is a highly entertaining game that breaks many conventions of the RTS genre, while remaining true to the setting that Warhammer 40,000 tabletop gamers know and love."
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Massive power loss in storm's path; some outages could last 3 weeks
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