Spring carnival
The wind is slicing through my jeans, and temperatures below freezing are forecast for the weekend. So I think I'll warm up with a visit to the latest Carnival of the Criminal Minds, hosted by Karen Chisholm's AustCrime.
The indefatigable Karen, hosting the Carnival for the second time, flings bouquets toward some Australian female crime writers and the people who support them and highlights a couple of fine Australian sites, crime fiction and otherwise. She also points the way to what look like intriguing sources of information on crime fiction from Southern Africa and New Zealand, both of which are probably a good deal warmer than Philadelphia at the moment.
As always, stop by Carnival Queen Barbara Fister's archive for a review of all twenty-six carnivals.
© Peter Rozovsky 2008
The indefatigable Karen, hosting the Carnival for the second time, flings bouquets toward some Australian female crime writers and the people who support them and highlights a couple of fine Australian sites, crime fiction and otherwise. She also points the way to what look like intriguing sources of information on crime fiction from Southern Africa and New Zealand, both of which are probably a good deal warmer than Philadelphia at the moment.
As always, stop by Carnival Queen Barbara Fister's archive for a review of all twenty-six carnivals.
© Peter Rozovsky 2008
Labels: Australia, Carnival of the Criminal Minds
posted by Peter Rozovsky at 2:59 AM
19 Comments:
You know what? Its freezing here today. 48 degrees, wet, cold.
Fook, I'd love 48 degrees. Yesterday was so cold that I almost expected Bud Selig to give the go-ahead for baseball to be played.
Funny. The NYY play the Phillies next year in interleague dont they? Joba, CC and Wang will love it.
Don't be thinking of those guys as a big three yet. They haven't won anything.
I saw the Yankees in an interleague game here years ago, the game in which Curt Schilling had his greatest pre-bloody sock, pre-blog moment, striking out sixteen. My friend's girlfriend spent the game checking out Derek Jeter's butt, and later that night, my friend said, Jeter returned the compliment, though politely, when my friend and his girlfriend ran into Jeter on Philadelphia's South Street.
That sock was fake.
Apparently #2 has better taste in women than his compadre over at third base.
Meaow...
I was going to throw a bone your way by referring to the "alleged bloody sock" incident. I always liked the suggestion that the incident might have been staged. And yep, #2's admiration for my friend's girlfriend (and now ex-wife) was well-founded.
Have A-Rod and Madonna started divorce proceedings yet?
Are you kidding, he's only a third of the way through the Zohar, he cant quit now?
Yeah, don't mess with the Zohar.
Madonna's religious dabblings defy satire. I read that she also paid big bucks to get a good tent at the Kumbh Melah.
Over the strong entreaties of my wife I went for a swim once at the confluence of the Ganges and Yamuna - the site of the greater Kumbh Melah. Human corpses, dead buffalo, dead dogs and more human corpses were some of the delights of that warm brown water, so I dont blame Madonna, Pierce Brosnan et al for staying in their tents.
However I take your point. Lets hope that kabbala mojo can enable A Rod to hit in the clutch or the post season, either would be fine by me.
Maybe the Zohar will inspire him to demand a trade to the Angels.
No souls came along to inhabit those floating human and animal corpses?
Peter
You're getting your kabbalah mixed up with your dianetics mate. For of course we all know that higher level Clears can inhabit bodies at will. You wanna know why Katie Holmes looks so baffled all the time? Xenu and half a dozen others are inside squabbling.
Bet you're glad you shaved off that beard now that winter's a comin in.
Winter is a-cumin in /
Ah, shit, cucu!
Not having is a beard is easy. It's like riding a bicycle.
Angels had not come up in any of the Jewish mysticism I know, but I had this idea that the Hindu idea of death embodied a soul being born into a new body. I don't know what, if any, place soulless bodies have in Indian religious beliefs. Of course, who am I to assume that the corpses and carcasses you met on your little dip lacked souls?
I just like the name The Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim - rolls off the tongue doesnt it?
I just have to post in here,though I know next to nothing about the Zohar or Indian metaphysics, which is more than I know about sports. But my v word is 'soripiti,' but written in that wraithish word vericator style and I think it might be one of those lost, bodiless souls trying to speak to you guys. Good luck with that. I gotta go.
Not having is a beard is easy. It's like riding a bicycle.
Having a beard is easier.Not having a beard requires regular exercise.
And I believe the souls float from the deceased to the newborns.
Otherwise,we have zombies.
"I just like the name The Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim - rolls off the tongue doesnt it?"
It's the absolute worst team name in American sports, vulgar in its blithe willingness to manipulate reality for commercial and legal considerations. What the hell does "Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim" mean?
I am tempted to wish them internal discord, disappointing performance, and declining attendance until they get rid of that travesty of a name.
"But my v word is 'soripiti,' but written in that wraithish word vericator style and I think it might be one of those lost, bodiless souls trying to speak to you guys."
Seanag, soripiti does sound like a Hindu avatar of something or other, or at least like the consort of a god.
Marco, you're right. Not having a beard is a chore.
Hindus are pretty good at recycling souls, then, but less so with the packages the souls come in.
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