fyeahhistorymajorheraldicbeast:
Who doesn’t want to learn about goblin rebellions? Or the 1637 Werewolf Code of Conduct? I almost want to be a wizard just to take history of magic.
Damn it.
I woke up because I was hungry at 5:30am on my birthday. Fml. An hour later and I’ve officially given up on my bed and am laying on the couch.
Historical over (load) joy
Currently reading an article about the crusades for one of my finals, also currently reading a book about the crusades for fun and taking a crusades class next semester. Soo happy
Damn u utd
UTD Y U MUST GET RID OF MY GRADUATE DEGREE PLAN!!!
Apparently, my exciting MAT is gone, and I’m left with either a professional or research masters in history or humanities. One requires learning a foreign language, one doesn’t. However, the one with the foreign language can lead to a phd, which I probably want at some point.
On the other hand, I probably need to look into graduate programs near by, like unt. But I really don’t want to go to Denton, that’s a lot of effort and a long commute. Which will suck when I’m teaching.
On the pro utd side, I won’t need to take an entrance exam, I’ll just need a 3.0, which could realistically happen by the time I graduate. But I was so looking forward to only writing a 30 pg thesis and creating lesson plans. So much easier.
fyeahhistorymajorheraldicbeast:
David Tennant as Edgar, Gerard Murphy as Edmund and David Horovitch as the Duke of Albany in William Shakespeare’s King Lear.
The Beast bestows upon you a scene from Shakespeare’s best play (that is not Titus Andronicus.)
David tennant. Makes Shakespeare even better.
(Source: plays.pursuedbyabear.net)
fyeahhistorymajorheraldicbeast:
On April 23, 1616, at the age of 52, William Shakespeare
let fall the curtain and joined the choir invisibleshuffled off this mortal coil. He left behind a wife, two daughters, a fairly nice parcel of land in Stratford-upon-Avon, and a body of work that would become one of the bases for modern English literature. His treatment of Richard Plantagenet in Richard III has colored scholarly thought for four hundred years. It’s more likely you know Mark Antony asked Rome to lend him their ears than you know he misappropriated public funds. The Bard might have been a Catholic, might have stolen his early poetry wholesale - as claimed by a Mr. Robert Greene -, might’ve had male lovers, might’ve spent a few years in prison or traveling, might’ve abandoned his family in Stratford for the delights of the stage. He impregnated a woman out of wedlock, he wrote for two royal courts, he cavorted with Christopher Marlowe and inserted parts for his friends. He had an encyclopedic knowledge of Greco-Roman mythology. Baconians, Oxfordians, Derbyites and Roland Emmerich ignore the facts to sully his name. Kenneth Branagh spent the nineties dancing on his grave. He is not the alpha and omega of the Renaissance, of the Tudor period, of the early Stuart period; he is not the be-all and end-all of English literature - but he is, at the very least, a poet beyond measure.He also wrote the first yo mama joke.
DEMETRIUS. Villain, what hast thou done?
AARON. That which thou canst not undo.
CHIRON. Thou hast undone our mother.
AARON. Villain, I have done thy mother.- Titus Andronicus, IV.II
