Close call

[kestrell]

Alexx and I went out for a walk--it's currently 61 degrees here in Boston--and, as I stepped off the last step onto the front walk, Alexx said I had just stepped over two small garden snakes.

I turned my head to the heavens and thanked the goddesses and gods for kindly not turning me into a man because frankly, this week was hectic enough already.

For those that don't get that really bad mythological joke, you can Google Tiresias, who was a blind prophet and know-it-all who shows up everywhere in Greek myth and plays, and I do mean *everywhere*. Those ancient Greeks must have had an *amazing* para-transit system but, then, Hermes was probably the patron god of that, too.

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[jesse_the_k]

Here's a Unicode grawlix representing the sound I just made:

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[writerkit]

Now I'm picturing a gods in the modern era story with Hermes lamenting how diminished he is and how he is unable to remedy the failings of modern paratransit because of his loss of power with the fall of the Greeks.

[kestrell]

Hermes is my favorite! Literally, a born trickster from day one, god of language, technology, fire, and barbecue, represented by a snake on a stick. Years ago, there was a Wiscon party which invited us to dress as our favorite goddess or god, and I dressed as Hermes. I had silver shoes with little wings, a silver cap with wings, and a friend made a couple of snakes from wire armature to go around my white cane. Oh, and a silver lamé chiton.