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Friday, March 16th, 2007

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12:12a
The Ides of March have come
Aye, Caesar, but not yet gone.

Here's an infopost for youse guys! For anyone who's ever wondered what the "Ides of March" are, I'll tells ya.

The ancient Romans did not reckon the date in the same fashion we do today. They did not assign an individual date to each day, so that they could say, for example, "Hey, today is April 3rd! Invigorating!" Instead, three days each month were assigned a name. The first day of any month is known as the Kalendae, or Kalends (hence, "calendar"). In most months, the fifth day of the month was known as the Nonae, or Nones. In the months of March, May, July, and October, however, the Nones fell on the seventh. Again, in most months, the thirteenth day was known as the Idae, or Ides; the exceptions again were March, May, July, and October. So the Ides of March was simply the fifteenth of March. Any given day's date was told relative to one of these milestone dates, but only in a preceding fashion. That is, today is the Ides, but tomorrow wouldn't be the day after the Ides, it would be sixteen days before the Kalends of April (sixteen because the Romans counted inclusively, meaning they would count the current day as well. This is why it is popularly said that Jesus was dead for three days when obviously from Friday night to Sunday morning is really only like a day and a half).

So, yeah? Lessons? Adventures? Good times.

And now, poetry.

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No Love But the Sea:
To Nate, to Make Much of Time

a Benito Sea-reno Hug Shanty


BENITO:

The ladies come and go, my lad,
And fickle, men, are we:
That's why despite my aching heart
I've no love but the sea
A ring ting diddle iddle eye dee oh, ring tie diddly eye oh
That's why despite my aching heart I've no love but the sea.

NATE:

You are old and wise, good sir,
As captain you must be:
But a woman's hand is soft and warm,
But hard and cold the sea
A ring ting diddle iddle eye dee oh, ring tie diddly eye oh
A woman's hand is soft and warm, but hard and cold the sea.

BENITO:

Your thoughts are upside-down, my lad,
Though facing the right tack:
To love the sea's to know full well
It cannot love you back
A ring ting diddle iddle eye dee oh, ring tie diddly eye oh
To love the sea's to know full well it will not love you back.

NATE:

The ocean's ire does rage, good sir,
Its spume does swell and crest:
If truth be told, than die I'd rather
Lie upon a breast
A ring ting diddle iddle eye dee oh, ring tie diddly eye oh
If truth be told, than die I'd rather lie upon a breast.

BENITO:

A body's racked asea, my lad,
A soul is crushed on land:
I'd rather face a shark's eyetooth
Than die by my own hand
A ring ting diddle iddle eye dee oh, ring tie diddly eye oh
I'd rather face a shark's eyetooth than die by my own hand.

NATE:

The ocean's face is blue, good sir,
Its heart is black as pitch:
But once we pierce its mystery,
Its treasure's deep and rich
A ring ting diddle iddle eye dee oh, ring tie diddly eye oh
But once we pierce its mystery, its treasure's deep and rich.

BENITO:

The ocean, it thinks naught of us,
Who love it deep, dear friend:
But if hate awaits and fate awaits,
Then all sheets to the wind
A ring ting diddle iddle eye dee oh, ring tie diddly eye oh
If hate awaits and fate awaits, then all sheets to the wind.

~FIN~

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