Like I said, I made a flat cap Sunday, it was very easy, and looked pretty good, good enough that my wife was suggesting she get some cool feminine tweed and have me make her one, okay. Still, thirteen year old did not want me wearing it to her swim class.
Being exhausted, I got caught up on my reading. First up was Sharp's Strategy for Defeat who argued that the US should have bombed North Vietnam back to the stone age to win the Vietnam War. Military I'm convinced we could have bombed them back to the Stone Age, but aside from the risk of Russia and China escalating, you need a strong effective South Vietnamese government, or you're just postponing the inevitable. Off to the donate pile.
Speaking of donate pile, I filled two kitchen garbage bags with unstylish clothing from my closest, and threw out an armful or torn and raggedy looking clothing, I now have space in my closet, hooray.
I was on a Gaiman kick, so I got two out of the local library. First was Anansi Boys, which shares the world of American Gods (Mr. Nancy is in both). In it, a passive antihero Fat Charlie aka Charles Nancy discovers he's the son of the spider god, Anansi, and has a magical half brother. Fat Charlie didn't engage me nearly as much as Shadow, though I eventually warmed up to him and his brother, Spider. I should reread American Gods.
Next up with the Gaiman and Pratchett collobaration, Good Omens, more or less a parody of The Omen, where an angel (Aziraphale) and demon (Crowley) decide to avert Armegeddon, since they've grown to like each other over a few millenium. The trobule is, no one knows where the anti-Christ is, a slight mixup at birth.. I liked Discworld better, I suppose to properly appreciate Gaiman I should check out his comic books.
Finally, Napoleonic history is not my strong point, for too long for me European history was centered around us Yanks saving those Europeans from Hunnish aggression, so at the local library I picked up Marrin's
Napoleon and the Napoleonic Wars. It was a young adult read, but didn't pull too many punches and was a good introduction to Napoleon. Gosh he was a cruel jerk.
I had racked off my Czech Pilsner, so I could keg it and have a fresh keg ready for our trip. To help move the carboys, I used the nylon strapped Brew Hauler for the first time, it does make it much easier to move full five gallon carboys. The taste is a little less aggressive than the honey lager, but still hoppy, and I stayed up finishing Napoleon while drinking the dregs.
The latest corporate silliness is having to prove my wife and kids are legal dependents, I guess it's an anti-fraud thing, but I had to prove to HR that my wife and kids existed, and were legal dependents. so I faxed them copies of our marriage license, first page of our 1040, and children's birth certificates. After looking at them, they all seemed pretty easy to forge, even without relying on some exotic foreign location like Hawaii. They're real, and they're spectacular.
What's up for the weekend? A friend's band is playing tonight a few blocks from my house, I might attend. There's art class and possibly gaming on Saturday, Ren Faire sewing, swim class on Sunday, a trip to the used book store, lots on my plate.
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