They have courses in applied mythology. It’s called terrorism. If your going for your B.A. (bachelor of A-hole), you probably would want to minor in stone throwing, righteous indignation on public radio, or picketing abortion clinics.
I myself went for cult cultivation, with a minor in lobbying. …which hasn’t really paned out yet.
Digger summed it up pretty well. If I found an Applied Mythology class, and it taught us that stuff, I’d take it again and again…even after I pass. Just to have one class that was fun.
Actually there really are courses in comparative mythology, someone I once met on one of those old people bus trips (the things you do for a girl…) mention having taken one, but as far as I know it only covered, christianism Judaism, islamism and Buddhism (and the comparisons between all of them) , which is reasonable just those for alone have enough material to talk about for months. It really sounded like a really interesting class to take.
Digger… that’s geese. Ducks just stand around with a goofy smirk on their beaks and quack and occasionally do promotional commercials for supplemental insurance. Oh, well, my wife doesn’t know the difference either.
Perhaps Digger confused a large Pygmy Goose for an embarassingly small Australian Wood Duck? I’ve never met a cotton pygmy goose, and what I’ve seen of them on the internet was surprisingly sparse with regards to them being right little creeps, or hissing at people, but I expect they are fairly similar to Digger’s description, with the added fact that they can break a man’s back with a single kick*.
*That may be swallows, not pygmy geese. I never was one for ornithology ; p
I wish my college had offered a course in applied mythology.
It would be the greatest class ever.
Closest I ever got was an Eastern Philosophy class. One of the coolest classes I ever took.
I love the “gods and plants don’t mix” line; it goes along with all of the vegetable issues Digger has encountered or heard about recently …
😉
I am going to make that line into a sign and put it in my garden.
Richard and Eugene, your icons are mirror twins of each other. It’s so cute!
They have courses in applied mythology. It’s called terrorism. If your going for your B.A. (bachelor of A-hole), you probably would want to minor in stone throwing, righteous indignation on public radio, or picketing abortion clinics.
I myself went for cult cultivation, with a minor in lobbying. …which hasn’t really paned out yet.
Digger summed it up pretty well. If I found an Applied Mythology class, and it taught us that stuff, I’d take it again and again…even after I pass. Just to have one class that was fun.
Actually there really are courses in comparative mythology, someone I once met on one of those old people bus trips (the things you do for a girl…) mention having taken one, but as far as I know it only covered, christianism Judaism, islamism and Buddhism (and the comparisons between all of them) , which is reasonable just those for alone have enough material to talk about for months. It really sounded like a really interesting class to take.
Digger… that’s geese. Ducks just stand around with a goofy smirk on their beaks and quack and occasionally do promotional commercials for supplemental insurance. Oh, well, my wife doesn’t know the difference either.
Absolutely correct, Ponyhome. However…
birdsinbackyards.net/species/Chenonetta-jubata
Perhaps Digger confused a large Pygmy Goose for an embarassingly small Australian Wood Duck? I’ve never met a cotton pygmy goose, and what I’ve seen of them on the internet was surprisingly sparse with regards to them being right little creeps, or hissing at people, but I expect they are fairly similar to Digger’s description, with the added fact that they can break a man’s back with a single kick*.
*That may be swallows, not pygmy geese. I never was one for ornithology ; p