Spare a Talent

Today marks the one year anniversary of my mother performing an excellent impersonation of Socrates; she drank poison in a process overseen by the state.

This blog should be subtitled “and now I understand sexually explicit lamps”.

I am currently preparing for my lecanomancy (dish-divining) workshop with students.

A few months ago when preparing recreations of bruise treatments outlined in the Medicina Plinii for student discussions, I bought some mustard greens from my green grocer because they had short roots still attached.

This morning I decided to finally cook tagenitai, Ancient Greek pancakes, for brunch.

While The Odyssey came out last Thursday, the 16th of August, I finally got to see it this morning.

Back in June I ordered a reproduction Roman lamp via Etsy from a Turkish potter who sells under the company name SK Ceramic Art.

My garum order from Selo de Mar, a Portuguese company making Roman-style garum with the help of Sally Grainger arrived a week ago.

If I hear one more American commentator refer to panem et circenses when comparing Donald Trump’s UFC themed birthday party to Roman emperors and gladiators I might just scream.

When I started my blog, Spare a Talent, back in 2013 on Blogger, I never imagined the AI “revolution” would push me away from that platform.