I’ve been slowly telling the story of how I proposed to my wife. Last time I told about buying the ring. This time I’ll tell the story of finding the location. Side note, this post is going up on the anniversary of our engagement! I had thought maybe by this time I’d actually be tellingContinue reading “The Road to a Marriage, Part 4”
Summer camp was pretty cool. Hikes and backcountry camping trips were our bread and butter. But the event of the year for Boy Scouts was the Camporee (pronounced camp-o-ree).
When we got married, my wife and I both owned Crock Pot slow cookers. Both of us had received these cookers from our parents; I don’t know about hers, but mine had actually been given to my parents as a wedding gift. Both of us feel quite fondly toward them. Our family of two doesContinue reading “The Crock Pot Battle”
After Sauron’s defeat at the hands of Elendil and Gil-Galad in the last alliance of Elves and Men, his body was destroyed. It would take him nearly a thousand years to regain power, and over two thousand years to fully reincarnate in Middle-earth. During that time, the Nazgûl retreated to the East, then slowly beganContinue reading “What happened to the Nine Rings at the end of the Second Age?”
Amanda Hocking once wrote, “I like to obsess over things that don’t matter because it’s more fun than obsessing over things that do.” I think there’s a germ of incredible truth to this statement[1].
Treebeard seems to think he got a bit of a raw deal. He says: I am not altogether on anybody’s side, because nobody is altogether on my side, if you understand me: nobody cares for the woods as I care for them, not even Elves nowadays J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings, The TwoContinue reading “Why did Treebeard say that nobody cares for the woods?”
I know I have a whole different website that I use to talk about Tolkien, but sometimes in writing I get a bit stuck. Oddly, perhaps one of the best ways to become unstuck is to write. I beg your indulgence as I write my way out of my hole.
When I was in high school, I competed with the academic challenge team known as Scholars’ Bowl. We traveled to other teams in the area to play in tournaments, and even participated in a PBS-televised tournament each year. Imagine Jeopardy!, but with teams.
As I’ve occasionally mentioned before, while in high school I played on the academic challenge team, called Scholars’ Bowl. It was pretty fun and generally one of the more positive memories from that time.
For a few years (quite a few, actually, since post-graduate education can take the better part of a decade!) my brother was remotely working on a doctorate program offered by a college not too far from where I live in North Carolina. This was nice, since it meant that occasionally he would have to stopContinue reading “The Unexpected Party”
Strange Tales for Strange Times 