So blasphemy does have its price, even when unintentional: my daughter was awake almost all last night, the victim of a stomach that didn't want to keep its contents within. She's watching a DVD of Mulan right now while recuperating. I'm doing stacks of bile-scented laundry. She claims it was a rotten cherry tomato that did her in. All I can say is: from the evidence of last night I would say it is more likely the four or five hundred tomatoes she appears to have crammed down her maw that caused the upsurge.
For your entertainment, three blogs I've recently discovered that might appeal to you:
- Art in the Hearth. Art historians take a sabbatical in Brittany. I want their life.
- Wordisms. Tom Elrod's blog. Nice recent review of Post-Historical Middle Ages.
- Hwaet the swyve? Though no medieval blog can live up to the awesomeness of that name -- can it? -- this is one to watch. But not. There isn't anything there. Its authors have promised us a guest post here at ITM, though, about the postmedieval reading group they are founding at the University of York.