The Viking Situation:

Herein I attempt to link all the relevant posts wherever they may be:

  1. First: the location of the original exchange:  February 7th, 2013 at 4:03 am
  2. Next, the whole enchilada:  My first…
  3. Next, the introduction which you (kanzensakura) stumbled upon:  Where is Waldo?
  4. And the sonnet I wrote inspired by the whole exchange:  Sonnet:
  5. Finally, a note about the piece–titled referent to my research on the subject:   FYI

Now, after and, I think during the hole affair, there were even some very peculiar emails exchanged.  They seemed to appear in great heaps.  Those, however, I did not save, and had I saved them, I would not publish them here for ethical reasons–even if I chose to redact the identity of the author of these.

Related articles (only the first two are actually related, heh)

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My first…

…I am afraid I am not sure what to call the phenomenon.  I think I shall leave it to the reader to decide what “this” is; but I have learned thence that a rabbit hole only becomes deeper if one tries to remove it by digging.  I did not generally think the comment box was the best place for a such as this, but It would have been just fine if I had realised a bit earlier and not encouraged all this:

The general advice here keeping with the above analogy is:

Do not feed the rabbits; they will only dig faster.

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A Viking limerick | Björn Rudbergs writings

A few days ago, I found myself, over dinner, telling a friend about these two.  So I thought, for his benefit, I’d dig them up. Bjorn wrote the following to a visual prompt:

Once was a heathenish Viking
Adored the fighting and striking
But when coming home
From a killing roam
Knitting was more to his liking

And I answered thus:

This Viking, was quite a go-getter,
And although he was colder and wetter,
While on his way home,
From the sacking of Rome,
He was glad he had knitted a sweater.

via A Viking limerick | Björn Rudbergs writings.