The only Star Trek saga to feature a female captain, this series follows Capt. Kathryn Janeway (Kate Mulgrew) and her USS Voyager crew as they embark on a 75-year journey to return to Earth after becoming stranded in a remote part of the galaxy.
This installment of the Star Trek canon centers around the crew of the space station Deep Space Nine, formerly an outpost of the evil Cardassians that has been placed under the control of the Federation and commanding officer Benjamin Sisko (Avery Brooks).
Any guesses as to what I find rather remarkable about those two sentences?
Ethologist Valerius Geist of the University of Calgary, Alberta wrote that the fable was likely based on genuine risk of wolf attacks at the time. He argues that wolves were in fact dangerous predators, and fables served as a valid warning not to enter forests where wolves were known to live, and to be on the look out for such. Both wolves and wilderness were treated as enemies of humanity in that region and time.
Seriously, ethologist Valerius Geist? You expect to get tenure with "it's about a wolf"? Your name might be awesome, but you have a thing or two to learn about academia. Here, let's show you how it's done:
Folklorists and cultural anthropologists such as P. Saintyves and Edward Burnett Tylor saw "Little Red Riding Hood" in terms of solar myths and other naturally-occurring cycles. Her red hood could represent the bright sun which is ultimately swallowed by the terrible night (the wolf), and the variations in which she is cut out of the wolf's belly represent by it the dawn. In this interpretation, there is a connection between the wolf of this tale and Sköll, the wolf in Norse myth that will swallow the personified Sun at Ragnarök, or Fenrir. Alternatively, the tale could be about the season of spring, or the month of May, escaping the winter.
Much better. But it's still missing something...
Red Riding Hood has also been seen as a parable of sexual maturity. In this interpretation, the red cloak symbolizes the blood of the menstrual cycle, braving the "dark forest" of womanhood. Or the cloak could symbolize the hymen (earlier versions of the tale generally do not state that the cloak is red). In this case, the wolf threatens the girl's virginity. The anthropomorphic wolf symbolizes a man, who could be a lover, seducer or sexual predator. This differs from the ritual explanation in that the entry into adulthood is biologically, not socially, determined.
Sleep off and on until 2:30 PM in an effort to skip the hangover.
Go to work on a Sunday and stay there until 9 PM finishing up the shop drawing you were hoping to have done Friday.
Go home, goof off for a bit, and then realize there's no way you're going to sleep any time soon (see #3).
Put on some good working-class music.
Scramble three extremely delicious eggs with some milk (probably too much, but the runniness works) and salt and pepper (definitely too much, that's important).
Fry some extremely delicious bacon and put it aside to drain.
Start some extremely delicious bread toasting.
Fry the screggies in the bacon fat. (Best sentence in the English language?)
Butter the toast (again, too much butter is vital).
Maneuver the toast, screggies, and bacon into a large, unwieldy, and extremely messy sandwich.
Consume in approximately three bites.
Moan in sheer animalistic satisfaction.
Follow it up by drinking milk from the carton, because you're a bachelor, what do you care, it's not like you're expecting the Pope to stop by or anything.
Repeat until satisfied or dead.
Vegan Alternative:
Preparation is the same, but remove the bacon, eggs, butter, and milk.
You know, if J.K. manages to burn through that $800 million, I would totally read another heptalogy covering the same events, except in an alternate universe where it was Neville who Voldemort went for. Although if she did that, I suppose it would invalidate my "Neville Would Have Done It in Four Books" t-shirt—but I'd be okay with that.
(I'm sure it's been done in fanfic, but that's just not the same somehow.)
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This is why I love fandoms in general (and TV Tropes in particular). Well, this and the fact that people managed to guess that the girl in the photo in Gunnerkrigg Court was Oelauvyqe
based only on this page. Nerds are so awesome.
When I was in prison I got confused and mistakenly thought I was joining a Cat Power gang.
I just moved Sasha to the new place. We tried doing this last weekend, but she was rather unwilling to get in the carrier, and she's really good at splaying her back legs so she won't fit through the opening and then wriggling free and hiding under the couch for the rest of the evening. This time, after I managed to pick her up (this took patience, as she had realized that Something Was Wrong and was hiding under the bed) we wrapped her in a towel, and that worked pretty well. She was fairly unhappy throughout the car ride. Alas, I forgot to bring a Cat Power CD for her to listen to on the way, but it turns out she likes The Beautiful South too.
She's actually doing very well now that she's here. She's exploring, rather than simply finding the smallest space she can possibly fit into and hiding in it all weekend, which is what I was worried about. I'm sure she recognized my bed and the Poäng and stuff, so that probably helped reassure her. Also, the place smells like me and I'm playing Cat Power for her, so I'm sure that all helps.
