Monthly Archives: January 2018

January Wrap-up

Posted on January 30, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

Oh, look at me actually posting on a Tuesday again! Probably just because this is the kind of thing easy to write in advance. It is a busy day, though. Later I’m going to spend a couple of hours going … Continue reading →

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I can read in pickle colour too.

Posted on January 27, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

Yesterday was over forty degrees and sunny, and now we’ve got snow blowing over everything and covering up the dirt, and it looks like midwinter again. I miss Of the North, but at the same time it needs so much work … Continue reading →

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What’s the only difference between a viola and a coffin?

Posted on January 24, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

(Due to snow in the Cities and Dr Rieppel having the flu, we didn’t have orchestra last night. But it turned out to be a busy evening for all that, and much fun was had by all, whether that came … Continue reading →

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Just-beginning thoughts from a conversation

Posted on January 20, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

                   I have been wondering, because of a mix of modern light reading with Edward Gibbon from two hundred years ago: I wonder if the modern taste for patterns of varying grays, … Continue reading →

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Not one iota of difference

Posted on January 16, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

I saw mundane detachable sleeves today! I was staring at them through the whole class. If that wasn’t random enough, have a lot of random wisdom culled from various classes these last few days. From the History of Philosophy: Metaphysics … Continue reading →

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“The use of theological terms to which they attached no doctrinal significance”

Posted on January 13, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

A short story involving time-travel with the idea of changing history for the better (but better according to whom? exits with sinister chuckle) is in the works for the Advanced Fiction Workshop. I have to start early because once again an … Continue reading →

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G for Joel

Posted on January 10, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

We had rehearsal last night! Before that we had supper, which involved shenanigans concerning Mozart and a can of pineapple, and before that Olivia had her first ever college class. We did a lot of grinning at each other and … Continue reading →

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Rambling about the way historians see things — also known as, We’re Weird

Posted on January 6, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

Merry Christmas, or Happy Epiphany, or whatever the proper greeting for today is. (For some people, like my mother, it’s Happy Birthday, but one can’t just go around wishing all and sundry a happy birthday all the time.) My sister … Continue reading →

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Gaudete, Gaudete, Christus est natus!

Posted on January 2, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

(Ex Maria virgine: gaudete!) Merry Christmas again! I’m listening to music for the first time since last Monday, and it’s making me remember how much I miss orchestra. And I’m not even a musician! How will I bear leaving for … Continue reading →

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