Photo Essays, etc.
- Beltane Eve
- Blue River
- Borderlands
- Fairy Pudding
- Fallen
- Fork in the Road
- Great Days
- Keep Going
- Lunar Beltane '06
- More Walkin' With Da Fishes
- My Little Town
- The Old Sea
- Swimming With the Fishes
- White Leaves
Selected Essays
- Bitch Goddess
- Come Away Oh Human Child
- Felled
- Found Constellations
- The Good Wife
- The Great Song
- Head West, Young Woman
- Honey Cookies
- Jaguar/Weeping Woman
- Juvie
- Lifting the Bell Jar
- Mia Amore...
- Odds & Endings
- A Perfect Day
- 13 Suggestions from the Old Mermaids
My Work on Other Websites
- Acting Locally
- Beauty Mark
- Briar Rose
- Communication Breakdown
- Counting on Wildflowers
- Coyote Whispers & Crow
- Have We Come a Long Way?
- Healing the Wounded Wild
- A Hysterical Librarian
- The Irritation
- Let the Wildfires Burn
- Make Love Not War
- Open Letter to a Library Board
- Oh, You Mean Those Immigrants
- Red Rose & Snow White
- Saturday At the Caucus
- War of the Fanatics
- We Are the People
- Wings
Fiction
- Another Country
- Briar Rose
- Carino
- Dragon Pearl
- Foundling
- Solstice Stories
- Journal of Mythic Arts
- Faces of the Fallen
- Iraqi Civilian War Casualties
- Riverbend: Girl Blog from Iraq
- Loo Wit Webcam
- Katrina Help
- August 2003
- September 2003
- October 2003
- November 2003
- December 2003
- January 2004
- February 2004
- March 2004
- April 2004
- May 2004
- June 2004
- July 2004
- August 2004
- September 2004
- October 2004
- November 2004
- December 2004
- January 2005
- February 2005
- March 2005
- April 2005
- May 2005
- June 2005
- July 2005
- August 2005
- September 2005
- October 2005
- November 2005
- December 2005
- January 2006
- February 2006
- March 2006
- April 2006
- May 2006
- June 2006
- July 2006
- August 2006
- September 2006
- October 2006
- November 2006
- December 2006
- January 2007
- February 2007
- March 2007
- April 2007
- May 2007
- June 2007
- July 2007
- August 2007
- September 2007
- October 2007
- November 2007
- December 2007
- January 2008
- February 2008
- March 2008
- April 2008
Misc. Links
Archives
In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.
Monday, March 22, 2004
Hilaria Day
This is my birthday week. As my present, Mario has taken the week off, so I probably won't be posting much. I was born on March 25, Hilaria Day. Hilaria was Laughing Day in ancient Rome. Z. Budapest writes in her book The Grandmother of Time, "Originating from the rituals of Cybele and Attis, Laughing Day is the original Eastern Easter celebration of the resurrection of the Earth." I love the idea I was born on Laughing Day! As you Catholics (or former Catholics) all know, March 25 is also Annunciation Day, when the Angel came to Mary and said, "Guess what? You are preggers." I bet she thought that was a laugh riot.
In keeping with laughing day, I shall try to find a joke to share with you every day.
Today, I will tell you a joke my friend Ira sent me on St. Patrick's Day. (Remember, I'm Irish, so it's OK.)
So Paddy, a fixture at a local pub in a small Irish village, decides he's had enough, so he says good-night to everyone, leave the pub, and gets into his car. He starts driving, turns a corner and suddenly there's a tree in the middle of the road! Horrified, he swerves to avoid it and he almost runs into another tree! He expertly swerves to avoid that tree and is faced with yet another one. His way home has become a slalom course, and it takes everything he's got to avoid hitting the trees.
Soon, he notices police lights in his rear view mirror. He pulls his car off to the side. The police officer, who has known Paddy since childhood, walks up to Paddy's window and says, "What on Earth, Paddy?"
Breathless, Paddy tells his friend about all the trees that had suddenly sprung up. The policeman puts up his hand to stop Paddy before he finishes his story. "Fer Chrissakes, Paddy, that's yer air freshener!"
0 commentsAll photographs and written material copyright © 2003-2008 by Kim Antieau unless otherwise indicated. May not be used without permission.
In keeping with laughing day, I shall try to find a joke to share with you every day.
Today, I will tell you a joke my friend Ira sent me on St. Patrick's Day. (Remember, I'm Irish, so it's OK.)
So Paddy, a fixture at a local pub in a small Irish village, decides he's had enough, so he says good-night to everyone, leave the pub, and gets into his car. He starts driving, turns a corner and suddenly there's a tree in the middle of the road! Horrified, he swerves to avoid it and he almost runs into another tree! He expertly swerves to avoid that tree and is faced with yet another one. His way home has become a slalom course, and it takes everything he's got to avoid hitting the trees.
Soon, he notices police lights in his rear view mirror. He pulls his car off to the side. The police officer, who has known Paddy since childhood, walks up to Paddy's window and says, "What on Earth, Paddy?"
Breathless, Paddy tells his friend about all the trees that had suddenly sprung up. The policeman puts up his hand to stop Paddy before he finishes his story. "Fer Chrissakes, Paddy, that's yer air freshener!"
0 comments