Yes, I know, it's been a long time. I have been in the throes of preparing a presentation of my senior Honours Thesis which I will present at 2 pm today, of rehearsing for a cello recital to be held next week, and the usual race to get ready for Greek class. I hoe to post something of substance soon, but until then, I will pacify my rabid audience (nonexistent though it may be) with a joke.
Thought for the day:
If Saddam loses a leg, but survives, how mad do you think his
doubles will be?
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In J.R.R. Tolkien's Elvish dialect of Quenya, Arandir means Noble Wanderer. Selected in my youth as I searched for deeper religious truth, this nom de plume remains apt--for I am still a pilgrim and sojourner in this world, truly a ''stranger in a strange land.'' It remains my purpose to record here whatever seems noteworthy of my musings and experience as I travel the way of life.
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