Twelfth-century chronicler Gerald of Wales
wrote of Iceland: "Its people say little but
they always tell the truth. They speak but
seldom and briefly and never use an oath.
This land produces and rears gerfalcons
and big and noble hawks." Consider my
Icelandic friend Hronn and you can tell that
not much has changed in the past nine
centuries. Well, except that she actually
speaks quite often, and swears quite a few
oaths if she's upset, and (from the evidence
of that photo, anyway) instead of rearing
gerfalcons, she strangles cats. Feline
strangulation tendencies aside, though,
she's a swell gal. Oh, the square dancin',
hot tubbin', service centerin', Crooked
Boardin', brennivin-downin' memories! And
even though she really likes the movie
"Labyrinth," she makes up for it by always
remembering to send me odd postcards
from her travels. As soon as I can get my
ass out of this po-dunk little upstate town, I'll
return the favor, but in the meantime, here's
to hanging out lots and lots and lots more in
the near future!
wrote of Iceland: "Its people say little but
they always tell the truth. They speak but
seldom and briefly and never use an oath.
This land produces and rears gerfalcons
and big and noble hawks." Consider my
Icelandic friend Hronn and you can tell that
not much has changed in the past nine
centuries. Well, except that she actually
speaks quite often, and swears quite a few
oaths if she's upset, and (from the evidence
of that photo, anyway) instead of rearing
gerfalcons, she strangles cats. Feline
strangulation tendencies aside, though,
she's a swell gal. Oh, the square dancin',
hot tubbin', service centerin', Crooked
Boardin', brennivin-downin' memories! And
even though she really likes the movie
"Labyrinth," she makes up for it by always
remembering to send me odd postcards
from her travels. As soon as I can get my
ass out of this po-dunk little upstate town, I'll
return the favor, but in the meantime, here's
to hanging out lots and lots and lots more in
the near future!